The Ancient Gods Chapter 704 - 342: The Order of the Hidden’s Invitation, the

Chapter 704: Chapter 342: The Order of the Hidden’s Invitation, the Think Tank’s Trump Card

The lights in this floor suddenly dimd, 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."

Soone whispered softly.

Gu Jianlin dragged a sofa over and sat down, peeling the fruit candy on the coffee table. He noticed that the caras 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 eting 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 welco here!"

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

"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 engagent, so ungrateful."

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

The person in the projection seed 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 soone 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 sothing too terrifying.

Just a fraud putting on a spooky act.

"Old identity?"

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

The Think Tank shrugged, explaining: "This guy ans, 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 ti 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 tis till now. Earth is our testing ground, everyone is our test subject."

"So might say that those who only dare to hide behind the scenes are like mice, re clowns hiding in the dark, otherwise why wouldn’t we boldly co 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 sa logic applies to the Ancient God Clan. The Five Supre don’t trust each other, leading their Clans to wander the universe, sparking wars. Countless galaxies were destroyed by them, and innurable civilizations devoured, yet on Earth... they’ve beco restrained."

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

He said seriously: "You may call

Mr. Solomon, I co 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 imnsely powerful woman within him.

At that mont, he was reminded of sothing.

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