In an afternoon, at the entrance to the abandoned factory where the foundation was located, a commotion arose.
This made everyone tense up.
The defense team, ford by the refugees, set up the few guns they had at the windows, and Lin Yan imdiately ended the dream experint, joining forces with White King, to head to the factory entrance.
A gray old sedan slowly drove along a path filled with dull yellow leaves and stopped in the open space in front of the warehouse.
Seeing the other party driving up, everyone breathed a sigh of relief; it seed they were not from Divine Power Tianyang.
Several refugees following Lin Yan prepared to open fire on the vehicle, but Lin Yan stopped them, saying, "Don’t act rashly, their boldness might an there are more people lurking in the shadows."
The car door opened, and three n and one woman got out, Lin Yan sized them up; the three were quite old, the brown-haired man was the driver, looking over 50. The woman who ca out from the back seat was over 60, with blond hair and appeared not very spirited. The old man who ca from the passenger seat looked quite spirited, dressed in a white suit, he must be quite old.
The driver assisted the woman, following the old man as they walked towards them. It was clear that they were unard and did nor show an intention to use force, yet Lin Yan did not think they looked like refugees.
"It wasn’t easy finding you, but I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, we ended up choosing the sa place as our shelter," the old man chuckled.
Lin Yan said, "Who are you? We’re just a group of refugees, hiding from ’It’, that’s all."
"Let’s be frank, now’s not the ti for riddles and banter, humanity can’t wait. We are from the Human Connection Plan Foundation, and after suffering a significant setback, losing almost everything, now only a branch is operational, though it’s hardly different from fleeing. I know who you are, so there’s no need to play dumb, you’re with the Human Cradle Plan Foundation. I heard there’ve been so changes within your foundation, a change in leadership," the old man said.
"I’ve heard of your foundation. In fact, both foundations were originally one before we split," Lin Yan responded.
"Let’s go inside and talk, you wouldn’t want to be discovered by those freaks while we’re chatting, right?" the old man said.
"What should I call you?" Lin Yan asked.
"Mike, just call Mike, a very simple and unassuming na. And you, how should I call you?" Mike, the old man, chuckled.
"I’m Lin Yan, co in, if there are only three of you," Lin Yan said.
Everyone went back inside the factory. Old man Mike looked around, particularly interested in the empty space where White King used to lie. Lin Yan wasn’t surprised; after all, though it was empty, the surrounding area was filled with experintal servochanisms and equipnt, her own yoga mat, lounge chair, and body data assessnt equipnt... It was obvious to anyone with eyes that there had once been a significant presence there.
Lin Yan invited the three to sit down, asking, "Coffee or juice?"
"Coffee?! You have coffee?!" The driver exclaid in surprise.
"Forgive my driver; he hasn’t seen coffee in two years," chuckled old man Mike.
The elderly woman coughed for a bit, then smiled and said, "That would be wonderful if there’s coffee."
A refugee ca up with four cups of coffee, and apparently, they didn’t consider it a luxury.
The three sipped their coffee, letting out comfortable sighs.
"Ah!! It brings you back to life, this taste... this doesn’t taste like spoiled instant coffee; do you have coffee beans?" The driver laughed.
Lin Yan looked at Fujiwara Makoto beside her, who used lip-reading to tell her that it was not taken from the White King’s dream, it had transford on its own.
"We have so... stock," Lin Yan said.
"You have more than just coffee, you have the key to rebooting human civilization," old Mike said.
"What we have has nothing to do with you, and don’t think about taking it," Lin Yan said.
"Tis have changed, Lin Yan, we can’t play with violence anymore, haven’t enough humans died?" old Mike shook his head.
"How rare! I thought your kind of tycoons and politicians would never realize this," Lin Yan said, laughing.
"I am a scientist, the tycoons and politicians leading us have died, Spencer and his son, due to their stupidity, have lost their lives, now, there’s no difference between us, we are both organizations made up of scientific teams, we’ve broken free from the Spencer family’s constraints and can now act on our own accord. Ah, by the way, my na is Marilyn," the old woman said.
"You ca to find , you must already know sothing." Lin Yan said.
"Like I said, you hold the key to restarting human civilization, that white fellow, right in your grasp, I’ve already seen it, don’t think about deceiving . You should consider carefully how to utilize its power, it controls not only ti but space," Mike said.
"How to use this power is my concern, and it has nothing to do with you. How did you know these things?" Lin Yan beca more vigilant.
"He once split this white being in two, you obtained the upper half, we got the lower half, I don’t know why He didn’t take the fragnted part. Spencer had tracked this guy, but his death put the whole plan on hold, and we kept back so information, not divulging it to his son," Mike said.
"You have... its lower half..." Lin Yan furrowed her brow.
Could there be a possibility of healing?
"Are you here to negotiate a deal?" Lin Yan asked again.
"We are not here to negotiate, we are here to make a suggestion, as I clearly understand what situation you and it are in. We can’t take it by force, nor do we intend to be so crude, but whether to return its lower half is still up to us to decide," Mike said.
"What is your suggestion? Just say it," Lin Yen said.
"Make a sacrifice, use its power to create another world, and take all the surviving humans into it," Mike said.
"I can’t do that," Lin Yan bluntly said.
"Why?" Marilyn asked at that mont.
Lin Yan decided to be frank, there was nothing to hide, she said, "The world created by the White King can only allow souls to enter, you could think of it as a kind of top-tier brain deception, a lucid dream. But it’s impossible to send physical bodies into it. Besides, the White King must remain outside, asleep, for the world constructed in the dream to exist. If He finds the White King, everyone inside must die."
However, Mike laughed, shaking his head and said, "You still don’t know its potential, I originally thought you owned more than I did, knew more than I did, but it seems, you are utterly wrong."
"It told ! This is not a scientific issue. Research is aningless," Lin Yan said.
"It itself is a fictitious thing, the things it fictions can exist independently of it," Mike said.
"How can you be so sure?" Lin Yan retorted.
"We used its lower half, connected a server, and created a virtual world using VR technology, and successfully sent our people into it, a total of 12, who lived there for 3 months, but outside, to us observers, only 3 seconds had passed. However, the experint itself was a failure, as the server required way too much power to maintain the virtual world, leading to the power generators catching fire, and not a single person made it out," Mike said.
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