As soon as they entered the bridge, they were greeted by a solemn atmosphere.
Under the projection formed by the convergence of countless changing values, there was a huge steel statue. There were already a few people waiting there, as if they were having an impromptu meeting.
Seeing Ogyust bring Andrea and Huai Shi in, someone waved and motioned for them to come over.
It could be seen that this place was not very bureaucratic. Although the division of responsibilities was clear, most of the time, everyone was very casual about unimportant matters.
This might be related to the excessive idealism of the Ascendants.
Everyone did not revere and respect power, and would not inexplicably lower their heads in crucial areas because of this. Moreover, those who could enter the Abyss exploration team generally did not care about their lives. If they did not care about their lives, why would they care about this?
Even if he was one of the most powerful people in the entire Iron Crystal Constellation, Ogyust still did not seem nervous or excited. He just calmly reported to the middle-aged man, "The support from the academy has arrived at the Iron Crystal Constellation, but the assimilation rate of the station has increased, so it can only be temporarily abandoned."
"That guy Condra …"
The middle-aged man sighed and did not say anything. He shook hands with Andrea, "Long time no see, Professor Andrea. It must have been hard for you to come all the way here."
"It's my duty."
"And this?" He looked behind Andrea, "A new face that I have never seen before."
"Huai Shi, the main lecturer of classical music appreciation in the teaching and research room, a newcomer who works as Miss Andrea's assistant." Huai Shi nodded reservedly. She looked around, trying to identify the Great Grandmaster in the crowd.
The middle-aged man with a dignified expression? Is that a smiling lady? The taciturn old man with a harsh expression? Or the cold young man in the corner who did not say a word?
In the short and tense communication meeting, no one introduced him.
Here, no one treated him as a VIP who could not be neglected.
To be exact, even Huai Shi himself did not take himself seriously.
Where was this place? Who was he? Even if he had a little bit of fame, how famous could he be compared to anyone here? Even if he was very powerful and good at fighting, how could it be compared to the miracle of destroying the Hell Cannon?
Other than the few days he spent in the easy difficulty of Yamatai under the protection of the Creation Framework, did he have any other experience or resume worth mentioning?
Even Tier 3 players were barely worth mentioning here. They were slightly stronger than the students who came here to work as free laborers, but their usefulness was still limited.
In terms of usefulness, even Raymond, who was the driver, was better than him.
The reason why Andrea had brought him in was probably because Huai Shi was the principal's secretary. He was slightly qualified to know these secrets and was just helping a newcomer.
Since that was the case, he should speak less, do less, watch more, and listen more.
Keep a low profile and don't cause trouble for yourself.
He leaned against the statue behind Andrea and quietly listened to their conversation.
Supplies, food supplies, and personnel losses.
The usage and preparation speed of the inventory, the rotation of personnel, and the research cycle.
In this almost daily meeting, everyone simply communicated and reported to each other so that the others could have a rough idea of the departments and fields that they were responsible for.
In the end, Huai Shi realized that even the grandmasters did not appear here.
The chief engineer was in charge of the central engine and was also the first officer. The exploration team leader was in charge of external exploration and internal security. The chief engineer was in charge of managing supplies and internal coordination. The ship's doctor was in charge of ensuring the physical and mental health of the crew. The lighthouse observer was in charge of navigation and communications. The production line manager was in charge of manufacturing and maintenance. There were even representatives of alchemists and scholars …
Also, there was Andrea, who had brought reinforcements and would be assisting in the maintenance of the internal framework of the Iron Crystal Constellation.
The eight people here could be said to be the representatives of various aspects of the Iron Crystal Constellation. They were rare elites and talents in the entire region. At the same time, they were also the explorers of the Abyss.
When Andrea brought the bad news about the Ivy League during the meeting, a few of them could not help but frown.
Even if they looked down on this nouveau riche stinky little brother, they could not ignore him. After all, the Ivy League was one of the Big Six, the American Lineage.
Just like Jixia Land and Dongxia, the Ivy League was a new blood cultivation organization and technical department in the American Lineage. It had a pivotal position and was not a small fry that could be easily dismissed.
"Two weeks ago, a drone found traces of their frontline base."
The chief engineer said, "They are very cautious about their whereabouts. Their base is hidden at the other end of the Outer Ring, just outside of our reconnaissance range. In the middle, in order to ensure the sovereignty of the development, we had some friction. Finally, a week ago, the other party made a request for negotiation. "
"And then?" Andrea asked.
"Then we launched a saturation attack on their position as a response." The chief engineer said expressionlessly, "Now it seems that our attitude was not firm enough, causing them to still be hopeful."
…
Beside them, Huai Shi could not help but want to roll his eyes.
If this was not firm enough, then what was firm enough? Could you make a big bomb in hell? Wait …
There was no Discovery Protection Convention here, nor was there any astronomical inspection. It could be said that no one knew what happened in the barren mountains and rivers.
Maybe these guys were really crazy enough to make a nuclear bomb.
With the technical reserves of the Ivory Tower and the instruments on the Iron Crystal Base, could it really be … done?
Just as Huai Shi was letting his imagination run wild, they had temporarily finished sorting out the current situation and started a new topic.
"According to the results brought back by the investigation team, our inference can be confirmed."
The old scholar representative said, "The Village of Dusk here should be the super-giant industrial base created by the purgatory factory owners in the last War of the Worlds — the Eternal Frozen Furnace.
The entire Infernal Realm is actually made up of countless factories and assembly lines. No, it should be said that everything here is actually a part of a huge machine, and outsiders like us are the gravel and dust that obstruct the smooth operation of the machine … "
"We are going to war with the purgatory factory owners?" Someone asked, "This violates the armistice agreement between the present realm and hell. We can't bear this responsibility."
"No, this Infernal Realm is currently ownerless."
The scholar representative said, "In fact, haven't we seen it these days? This place is simply in a state of semi-collapse. Since the last purgatory factory owners were crippled, they took the initiative to retreat to the Withered Area and shrink all business and status. Even if they know the situation of the Village of Dusk, they can't take it back.
Moreover, as long as the ownership of the Sequence Key has not been registered, then this place doesn't belong to anyone … Our competitor should only be the Ivy League. "
The word 'only' was used well.
It showed what kind of status the stinky younger brother had in the big brother's heart.
The perennial academic monopoly allowed the Ivory Tower to condescendingly view all peers as inferior.
Importance was importance, but contempt was also contempt.
By now, the result of the meeting was clear.
In order to compete for the Village of Dusk … or the Eternal Frozen Furnace, should they fight with the Ivy League?
The eight people present looked at each other. After a long silence, they all looked at Huai Shi.
It was as if they were asking for his opinion.
？？？
In the midst of the shock, Huai Shi felt a hundred thousand question marks appear above his head.
Why are they looking at me?
Why do they have to ask for my opinion on such matters?
Just as he was about to wave his hand in a panic and was about to say something, he heard a deep voice behind him.
"Why don't we just forget about it?"
A hoarse voice with a metallic echo rang out. It yawned without any energy and sighed tiredly. "I keep feeling that it's too troublesome. Let's just pack up and go home."
"…"
Huai Shi turned his head stiffly and saw the 'steel statue' on the pedestal behind him. The Iron Thinker, who was in deep thought with his eyes lowered, was actually speaking.
And he was looking down at him. "Young man, move a little. You're stepping on my foot."
"… Huh?"
Huai Shi lowered his head and realized that he had been stepping on the steel statue's instep for an unknown period of time. He even left two shoe prints.
But in his perception, this should clearly be a pure steel statue. Whether it was from the perception of the Hand of Restraint or from his attainments in alchemy, it should not belong to the category of being able to move and speak!
Also, since everyone was looking at him, didn't that mean … this statue that he had been stepping on for half a day was the Great Grandmaster?
Huai Shi almost couldn't take a breath of cold air. He was dumbfounded.
Andrea nudged him from the side and reminded him in a low voice, "Be polite. Don't look like you've seen a ghost."
"But … But …"
Huai Shi swallowed his saliva, unable to understand.
"Sorry, did I scare you?"
The three to four-meter-tall statue said in a low, muffled voice, "Most people are scared when they see me. I know, I'm a little strange … So, there's no need to feel sorry.
Don't worry about me. There's only an old man here who can't be used for much … "
This Great Grandmaster, one of the few in the entire territory, the person with the highest authority in the Iron Crystal Constellation, Mikhail Ivanovich Zaitsev, sat on the pedestal, but his expression looked a little numb.
Looking at the countless projections of data in front of him, he sighed tiredly. "In the end, what's the point of all this? Life, the universe, the present realm, hell, and even everything … What are all these things compared to the vast and mighty Abyss?
Will there be any changes after obtaining the Eternal Core? It's meaningless. The end result is only emptiness … It doesn't matter … "
Accompanied by his hoarse words, an indescribable low pressure suddenly enveloped the bridge. An inexorable depression and exhaustion weighed heavily on everyone's heart.
The few people in charge seemed to have long been used to this kind of scene and couldn't help but shake their heads.
Again …
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