CHAPTER 704: CHAPTER 342: THE ORDER OF THE HIDDEN’S INVITATION, THE THINK TANK’S TRUMP CARD

The lights in this floor suddenly dimmed, and a huge projector roared to life, casting an image of a luxurious office onto the white wall, with a cigar burning on a black round wooden table.

"Good evening."

Someone whispered softly.

Gu Jianlin dragged a sofa over and sat down, peeling the fruit candy on the coffee table. He noticed that the cameras around him were all rotating, simultaneously aiming at the people here, as if recognizing their identities.

He wasn’t worried, as he was wearing a hood, sunglasses, and a black mask.

"Move over a bit."

Su Youxia also sat down, nodding her chin to indicate for him to shift aside. She casually took the candy he had peeled and put it into her rosy lips: "I’ll test it for poison. I’m immune to poison."

Even though it was the first meeting between the siblings, there was no awkwardness.

The Su Family sisters were top-tier beauties, the elder sister was like a mature and elegant older sister, while the younger sister appeared cold but was gentle at heart. The difference was that both had a rather strong aura and often didn’t need to speak; just a look or a gesture could overwhelm you, making you realize your place.

Gu Jianlin said nothing, moving over a bit.

Suddenly, Su Youxia raised a double-barreled shotgun, pointing forward: "Go away, you’re not welcome here!"

The Think Tank was just about to come over, feeling wronged, he raised his hands: "Is there really a need for such treatment?"

"I’m talking to my sister’s fiancé, why are you butting in?"

Su Youxia glared, saying imperiously: "Get lost."

Gu Jianlin’s heart skipped a beat because he realized his sister was protecting him.

She didn’t want the Think Tank to have too much contact with him.

"I’m the one who vouched for the engagement, so ungrateful."

The Think Tank grumbled, pulling a chair over and sitting down, flipping off the camera.

The person in the projection seemed to chuckle, then sat in front of the office chair.

This was a person wearing a red skull mask, cloaked in a black cape, making it impossible to discern their body type. Holding a thick cigar, he said flatly: "Quite surprising, after so many years someone still found our secret. Congratulations, now you stand above seventy billion people worldwide, shedding your old identity."

Gu Jianlin’s pupils suddenly contracted, because this was the monster he had seen earlier.

Turns out it wasn’t something too terrifying.

Just a fraud putting on a spooky act.

"Old identity?"

Su Youxia’s voice was cold, asking calmly: "What do you mean by old identity?"

The Think Tank shrugged, explaining: "This guy means, we were all actors living in ’The Truman Show’, no different from circus clowns, manipulated at their whim. To them, we are ants, livestock penned in ignorance; even when slaughtered, we wouldn’t know it."

This time he raised both middle fingers: "Screw you!"

The bizarre figure in the projector laughed softly: "Not wrong, it seems the truth does hurt. But I think I have the right to say this because, from the beginning of human civilization, many were aware of our existence, but very few could truly find us. We are the real rulers of this planet, controlling the course of history from ancient times till now. Earth is our testing ground, everyone is our test subject."

"Some might say that those who only dare to hide behind the scenes are like mice, mere clowns hiding in the dark, otherwise why wouldn’t we boldly come forth and destroy everything?"

He paused: "But the question is, if you crush ants, do they realize your existence? Like those aliens quietly observing Earth’s civilization in sci-fi movies. We are more advanced, more noble, why would we care about your thoughts? Our purpose is not destruction, but true, lasting rule."

Then he manipulated the computer, playing a slideshow.

In this less than a minute slideshow, the entire history of human civilization flashed rapidly.

Including the war history between the Ancient God Clan and humans.

"The rise and fall of dynasties, the prosperity of races, the birth and destruction of nations. All conflicts in this world stem from the unmatched wills of man. Everyone has their own ideas, but human capability is limited, thus they need collective power. And collective power can never be distributed fairly to everyone."

The odd figure spread his hands: "The same logic applies to the Ancient God Clan. The Five Supreme don’t trust each other, leading their Clans to wander the universe, sparking wars. Countless galaxies were destroyed by them, and innumerable civilizations devoured, yet on Earth... they’ve become restrained."

"Sorry for the digression, let’s start with an introduction."

He said seriously: "You may call me Mr. Solomon, I come from The Order of the Hidden."

The red skull mask revealed a bizarre smile.

Gu Jianlin didn’t reveal any thoughts, just silently tore the candy wrapper.

If he could, he wanted to storm into the screen right now.

Undergo Ancient God Transformation on the spot, go all out.

After all, there was still an immensely powerful woman within him.

At that moment, he was reminded of something.

Both controlled the power of the Ancient God with a human body, but he wasn’t in a state of split personality.