Chapter 504: Chapter 329: The Personalities and the Secret of the Immortal Country!_3
“Once the target is located, all professionals Level Seven and above will strike. I’ll go too—I must see him die with my own eyes.”
“Yes.”
Shen Ye heard this and couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.
Immortal Country…
In these ancient tis, when Nine Aspects was still a little girl, did the Immortal Country already exist?
These people clearly knew about the Immortal Country.
This is indeed an opportunity.
After all, in his own era, on the Death Planet, the Immortal Country had long since retreated into the Great Tomb, making it utterly impossible to gather any intelligence.
Even the Technique Spirit that sealed the Great Tomb knew nothing.
Extrely mysterious.
Unexpectedly, he could obtain information from Nine Aspects’ mory!
This was an unexpected gain.
Shen Ye passed through layer after layer of walls and returned to Charlotte’s side.
“Baxter, there are caras everywhere here. Co inside so we can play ‘talk to oneself’.”
This was Lancy’s voice.
“How do we play?” Shen Ye asked.
“Just co inside and you’ll find out.”
“Okay.”
Shen Ye’s physique overlapped with that of the little girl, and he imdiately took control of the body.
“Ha! Can you hear talking now?” Lancy asked excitedly.
“I can hear you,” Shen Ye said.
“This is really interesting!” Lancy said with a grin.
Shen Ye was speechless.
—When I’m a “ghost,” I can hear you talking too, you know!
But there was a difference.
He raised his hand.
The little girl’s hand was raised too.
“Don’t make any unnecessary movents, or several caras will focus on us,” Pei A’suo whispered.
“Hmph,” Charlotte snorted disdainfully.
This was an unprecedented scene.
It was also sothing no one had ever heard of.
Inside one body.
Four personalities appearing at the sa ti, cooperating with each other rather than taking turns.
The broadcast sounded again:
“It is now dinner ti.”
“Everyone, please follow the teacher’s instructions and head to the dining hall for dinner and then to your dormitories.”
“Please rest well tonight.”
A cheerful children’s song started playing.
Lancy took Sophie’s hand and lined up to walk to the dining hall.
“This place doesn’t really look like a school,” Sophie whispered.
“You’ve said that later too,” Lancy smiled.
“What?” Sophie was confused.
“Never mind, Sophie, this ti it’s my turn to protect you,” Charlotte said faintly.
The children all entered the dining hall and found places to sit down.
But the food hadn’t been served yet.
An elderly man with white hair walked onto the stage and looked at everyone with a smiling gaze.
“Dear children, good evening.”
“I am your headmaster.”
“Before dinner, I have prepared a little program for you, and I hope you all have fun.”
The professionals placed black boxes on each dining table.
The old man continued:
“On each of your tables is a box containing three thousand number tags.”
“However, only 209 tags have numbers on them.”
“The rest of the tags are blank.”
“You only have one chance to reach into the box and pull out a tag.”
“Blank tags score 0 points and you get no dinner.”
“If you pick a numbered tag, you get dinner tonight.”
“Moreover, the smaller the number on your tag, the higher the score and the better your ranking.”
“The top three will receive rewards.”
“The first place gets a single-person dormitory, a tablet computer, and a dose of Evolution Liquid;”
“The second place gets ten days of gourt als and a dose of Evolution Liquid;”
“The third place is rewarded with a radio and a dose of Evolution Liquid.”
“Begin!”
As the voice trailed off,
many curious children had already begun to reach their hands into the black boxes to grab their number tags.
The little girl sat still.
—What do you want?
Pei A’suo silently asked in his mind.
She drew the number “3” under the table with her hand.
“Listen to Baxter, we don’t need to be too conspicuous,” she said with an icy tone.
Suddenly, there were children proudly holding up their number tags.
“Ah, wonderful, the first winner has erged!”
On the stage, the old man applauded.
But more children at the dining tables were raising tags with the numbers 1 and 2.
“I saw so many excellent prospects; you all are amazing, tied for first place!”
The old man beca even happier, his grin so wide he couldn’t close his mouth.
Pei A’suo stretched out a hand, felt around in the box, pushed aside number 2, allowing another small hand to grab the number tag.
Sophie.
She looked hesitantly at the little girl.
The little girl nodded at her.
Without hesitation, Sophie grabbed the tag and pulled it out of the black box.
“Number 2!”
Sophie leaped up, holding the tag aloft.
The little girl imdiately took out the tag marked with a 3.
A radio!
She stood up, lined up with Sophie, and went to collect her prize on stage.
The majority of the children in the room managed to grab a number tag.
But among the few who didn’t, one child stamped their feet in anger, creating a large hole in the floor.
The old man saw it and couldn’t help but laugh:
“Alright, tonight’s little act was slightly unfair and did not truly assess your abilities.”
“Those with blank number tags will also get to eat!”
“Let’s start dinner everyone!”
Chefs pushing trolleys entered the dining hall, serving food quickly.
Everyone was already hungry; hearing that they would all get food, and seeing the exquisite dishes on the table, they all burst into cheers.
They devoured their als ravenously, even the little girl consud two bread rolls, a bowl of noodles, and drank a large cup of strawberry juice.
The journey for an entire day had been utterly exhausting.
Especially for the children.
The assignnt of dormitories went very quickly.
Sophie and Lancy were assigned to a double room, already furnished with beds, pillows, and blankets.
“Lancy, do you think we really have classes tomorrow?”
Sophie asked while lying on the bed and yawning.
“I guess we do, after all, we’re here,” Lancy replied.
“I don’t want to go to classes at all,” Sophie said.
“Why?” Lancy asked.
Sophie didn’t answer.
She had fallen asleep.
Lancy waited a while longer before taking out the radio, turned the volu to the lowest setting, and then pressed the power button.
“Ssszzzz—crack—ssszzzz—”
“Welco to the broadcast…”
“Now matching with your brainwaves.”
“Match successful.”
“Please think of what you wish to hear, and it will be presented to you.”
“Searching the database.”
“We will now read—”
The blanket was suddenly thrown off.
The little girl was startled, screaming as she shrank into a corner.
A professional appeared in the room, his eyes glaring, focused on the radio under the blanket.
“It’s late, go to sleep!”
He commanded.
A surge of annoyance washed over the little girl.
Not Earth anymore, and getting caught for listening to a radio in the dorm?
“This is my prize!”
She turned off the radio indignantly, bundled herself and the radio in the blanket, faced the wall, and closed her eyes to sleep.
The professional, seeing this, couldn’t be bothered to intervene any further and vanished in a flash.
The little girl’s eyes turned a deep blue.
“Sophie is sleeping pretty soundly,” Lancy said.
“It’s a Space Series professional, quite rare,” Charlotte said.
“We need to use the radio now to check on Kunlun’s progress,” Shen Ye said.
“Go ahead, I’ll turn off the radio before he cos back,” Pei A’suo said.
The four spirits finished communicating.
The radio was turned on again.
A voice imdiately popped out from the radio:
“In three hours, the selection will begin again.”
“This ti, a thousand Demon Snakes will be released.”
“Think of a plan quickly.”
“Don’t rush,” the little girl spoke, “Help look up records about the Immortal Country in this world, this is very important.”
“Immortal Country? Alright, I’ll search.” Kunlun’s voice disappeared.
The little girl seed to sense sothing, flicked her finger, and the radio turned off.
The next second.
The professional reappeared in the dormitory.
All was quiet in the room.
Both little girls seed to be deep in sleep.
—The little girl who just now had a defiant expression had fallen asleep as well.
Probably too tired, and not a case for breaking the rules again.
Pleased, the professional nodded, vanished in a flash from the room.
Inside the little girl’s blanket, a middle finger popped up.
“Charlotte, shall we take care of them tonight?”
“Okay, Baxter.”
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