What did Daniel think? What could he think?
He only felt that the world was changing fast, and the situation in front of him was a big problem. He was a little panicked, but it was useless. His master was sitting opposite him, and he was at a loss as to what to do next. How could a good meeting become more difficult than calculus and curved surfaces in just a few sentences …
But after all, he had been through a lot. He could handle the intricate upper society of Oldenheim, and he could also adapt to the treacherous and dark the Eternal Sleep Congregation. After becoming a loyal servant of the extraterrestrial wanderer, he had acquired a new good trait, which was that he was very good at figuring out the intentions of his superiors.
Gwen, who was sitting opposite him, nodded slightly at him.
Daniel breathed a sigh of relief without batting an eyelid. He understood now.
"I agree with Archbishop Selena," the old mage stood up and said calmly and slowly. There was a steadiness in his voice after careful consideration. "The extraterrestrial wanderer is a feasible choice."
Someone could not help but say, "We have always kept a distance from him. We have never cooperated before, and only had unpleasant contact. Now we suddenly have to hand over the problem of life and death to such an indescribable existence. This matter is still too strange …"
"The key to the problem is not whether we want to hand over our life and death to him, but that there is a possibility of us reaching a consensus with him," Daniel said calmly. "Archbishop Selena has already said the reason, and I will not repeat it. I only want to add two points.
"First, we are no longer qualified to leisurely plan. Face the reality, my compatriots. Sandbox No. 1 is out of control, and the upper narrator is gradually entering the real world. Compared to the extraterrestrial wanderer, the thing in Sandbox No. 1 is a threat to everyone's necks. We have no choice. It is not that we have chosen the extraterrestrial wanderer, but in this world, I am afraid that only the extraterrestrial wanderer can fight against Sandbox No. 1 and help us.
"Second, the extraterrestrial wanderer is an existence of a higher level than human beings, and he has already intervened in 'theocracy' in the form of religious reform. We have reason to believe that he is interested in 'god'. In other words, when the upper narrator really enters the real world, he will most likely be attracted by this new god and will take the initiative to come to us. When he comes to us, it will not be so easy for us to 'propose cooperation'."
As soon as Daniel finished speaking, there was a low murmur of discussion in the conference hall. Obviously, the two points he added were highly persuasive and almost irrefutable. Gwen, sitting opposite him, nodded in satisfaction. The old mage's cooperation was just right, and the second reason prepared Gwen the motive to intervene in the matter. Such an excellent subordinate was rare at any time.
Gawain was a little curious as to how Daniel knew what he wanted him to say. Gawain hadn't said anything yet, nor had he discussed the next step of the plan in advance. All he did was nod and let Daniel say a few words to deal with it …
The discussion in the hall lasted for a few minutes. Gradually, the archbishops seemed to have reached a consensus.
They did not really approve of this almost whimsical 'plan', but after the discussion, they found that they really could not find a better choice.
At this time, Pope Meghul III, who had been floating above the conference hall and listening quietly most of the time, suddenly broke the silence. "Then, this plan is decided."
"How ironic … We are committed to fighting against God, but in the end, we have to ask for help from an 'existence' similar to God … What is the meaning of our years of efforts?" Archbishop Magnum muttered in a low voice with a gloomy face, but almost everyone in the hall could hear his muttering.
"At least we tried another way," Meghul III interrupted Magnum's muttering with a flat voice. "Next, we should discuss how to establish contact with the extraterritorial wanderers and how to accurately convey our wishes. This matter needs to be carried out as soon as possible, we don't have much time left."
Gwen sat upright in his seat and once again entered the state of mind of an extraterritorial journey.
"In such a hasty contact, gaining trust should be the most important thing," Yuri, who was sitting next to Gwen, said as he stood up. "He should have a certain degree of vigilance and repulsion towards us. If we ask directly, he is likely to refuse …"
The people in the hall began to speak. "We should find someone who knows Cecil better to contact him …"
"I think too much foreshadowing will have the opposite effect and make us seem insincere. It's better to directly state our intentions. This may be able to gain his favor."
"The extraterritorial wanderers are obviously paying attention to us. Hasn't he already created an improved 'communication device' by analyzing our technology? We can use technology to gain his favor … "
Voices rang out everywhere, and the archbishops fell into a heated discussion. Gawain sat quietly in the middle of these archbishops, his mind gradually calming down.
He looked around, and a bold idea was brewing in his mind.
Things had come to this point. Whether the mental network could survive or not depended on whether the crisis of Sandbox No. 1 could be resolved … After all these years of planning, a large amount of authority of the mental network had essentially fallen into the hands of Daniel and himself … He had to strengthen the image of the extraterritorial wanderers and make these Eternal Sleepers more "cooperative" …
Gwen nodded to himself. It seemed that the time was right.
The archbishops of the Supreme Episcopal Conference were immersed in the discussion, immersed in the analysis of the extraterritorial wanderers, and speculating about "Gwen Cecil."
Then, Yuri Chalvin found a person sitting next to him.
Short brown hair, a dignified face, a burly figure, and a majestic temperament.
Gwen gently knocked on the table, looked around with a smile, and nodded gently. "I also agree with Selena Geerfen's opinion."
The entire conference hall was so silent that one could hear a pin drop.
Even the cluster of starlight floating in the air froze in an instant and no longer shrank and wriggled.
After a few seconds of indescribable silence, the entire hall suddenly broke out in a violent tremor. The minds of many high-order pinnacle and even Legendary champions were shaken at the same time, causing the entire temple to tremble violently. Streaks of terrible cracks spread from the hall to the outer walls of the temple, and amidst bizarre roars and rumbles, some of the twenty-two archbishops in front of Gawain rose abruptly, some held the table with their eyes wide open while some exclaimed in shock. Then, one figure after another vanished from the meeting hall amidst the turbulent light and shadow — they had gone offline.
"Psionic Storm!"
A thunderous voice suddenly sounded. Magnum almost subconsciously raised his hands and cast his most powerful and best spell. However, the moment the spell was cast, he showed an expression that something was wrong. He maintained this expression and cut off the connection with the conference hall.
At the same time when Magnum disappeared, the Psionic Storm swept across the conference hall, engulfing the gorgeous golden round table and every chair, and smashing the heads of the remaining archbishops who had not gone offline in time. Almost all of these archbishops who wanted to stay calm and stay on the scene were kicked out of the network.
After a moment of extreme chaos, only a mess was left in the golden conference hall. The aftermath of the Psionic Storm hovered over the ceiling of the hall. The pillars with intricate patterns were full of scars, the floor was broken, the dome was cracked, and the gorgeous huge round table had lost all of its RGB lights …
Apart from Gwen, there were only three 'people' left in the hall. One was Meghul III who was floating in the air and still seemed to be stiff. Another was Selena Gehrfen who was sitting not far away with an expressionless face. The last was Yuri Chalvin who was sitting on Gwen's left.
The latter was sitting there with a pale face and many wounds on his body. He did not seem to be in a good condition.
As for Daniel … To not show any abnormalities and to continue to stay hidden, the old mage instantly performed all of his acting skills and 'fearfully' disconnected from the network like everyone else.
With the help of his high-level authority and his strong mental resistance, Gwen resisted the attack of the Psionic Storm. He was stunned, but his expression was still calm and solemn. After tidying his clothes a little, he looked up at Selena and asked, "Why didn't you leave?"
Selena looked at Gwen deeply and said, "… I can only live in the network. There's no point in leaving here."
Gwen nodded and looked at Meghul III who was in the air. "What about you? Why didn't you leave? "
The cluster of starlight finally recovered and the voice of the Pope of Eternal Rest came from it. "… I'm very curious about you."
Gwen finally looked at Archbishop Yuri who did not seem to be in a good condition and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
"… I'm fine."
"Why did you stay?"
Yuri's face was stiff and his tone was strange, as if he did not want to speak but had to. "… I have a higher resistance to Magnum's Psionic Storm."
It sounded like he was not very happy about being able to resist Magnum's Psionic Storm.
But Gwen was very happy. He had not been so mischievous for a long time.
And after the mischievous act, he still maintained his image and did not collapse, which left an unfathomable impression.
This helped to maintain a good attitude.
He sat on the chair as if he was the master of this place. While he outlined the image of himself as an 'extraterrestrial wanderer' in his mind, he looked around the hall and then said with a smile, "This is a wonderful place. In terms of technical strength, you are quite good.
"What's the next part of the meeting? Can we continue?
"Do we need to wait for the others to come back?"
Selena looked at Gwen who was sitting there indifferently, and her expression did not change for a long time. It was not until ten seconds later that she exhaled, looked into Gwen's eyes, and said, "You do look like Gwen Cecil."
"In a sense, I am also Gwen Cecil," Gwen nodded and said casually, "Regarding this topic, if there is a chance, you can talk to Bertilla."
He calmly responded to Selena's gaze with a calm gaze.
He knew that this' saintess of the lamp 'was related to the mysterious voyage of Gwen Cecil 700 years ago. She might have known from the beginning that something foreign had occupied Gwen Cecil's body (although the term' extraterrestrial wanderer 'had not yet appeared at that time). She might also know a lot of details that even Gwen himself did not know. But these questions could be put aside for the time being. He could slowly understand them in the future.
"Bertilla …" Selena frowned slightly and repeated the name in a low voice. "She seems to have survived in some form …"
"Yes, it's not a secret. She is now a citizen of the Cecil Empire," Gwen nodded and said.
After a moment of silence, Selena slightly raised the lamp in her hand, and an invisible force swept across the room. Waves of light rippled in the messy conference hall, and the data destroyed by the psionic storm was quickly restored. The columns, dome, floor, and round table were restored to their original state in the blink of an eye.
Gwen looked at this scene and could not help but say helplessly, "Actually, I just wanted to give you a surprise."
"… Yes, I am surprised, but not happy," Meghul III's voice came, and he seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden. "We have always thought that we have kept a good distance from you, and thought that at least in this network, we are safe, but …"
"Frankly speaking, your security measures have indeed brought me a little trouble, especially after you reconstructed the mental barrier of the network and used various new security technologies. It has become a lot more troublesome," Gwen said casually, and quietly helped Daniel to reconstruct his identity. "But fortunately, I also have some understanding of the field of technology, and your mental barrier … is not too difficult for me to break through."
Meghul III was silent for a few seconds, and cautiously asked, "When did you … enter here?"
Gwen thought for a while and deliberately said ambiguously, "Sometimes, I will act with you."
Silence, an even more awkward silence.
As the awkwardness became more and more serious, Meghul III finally spoke.
"Call the others back. We will continue … the meeting.
"Tell Magnum to calm down before coming in."
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