In the empty room, Lin Qiye's brows frowned more and more.
Gods cannot enter, so what about numbers 03 and 04
If they can't get in, then...
Countless thoughts flashed through Lin Qiye's mind in an instant. A certain obscure clue was connected by him, and his heart suddenly sank.
"Oops..." Lin Qiye muttered to himself as he looked at No. 22's leaving figure.
He immediately stood up from his seat and pushed out the door.
The remaining traders waiting at the door were a little confused when they saw Lin Qiye suddenly coming out.
"All subsequent transactions are cancelled." Lin Qiye said solemnly, "My transaction ends here. If you want to know, go find other agents to trade."
Many agents who had been waiting in line for a long time looked a little ugly when they saw him canceling the transaction inexplicably. But this was a party after all, and Lin Qiye, as the party with the information, did have the right to refuse the transaction. Even if they were resentful, they could only go their own way. Disperse and find other agents who just traded with Lin Qiye to trade again.
No. 27 silently watched Lin Qiye's leaving figure, his fists gradually clenched.
Lin Qiye walked through the corridor on the second floor, glanced at the room where No. 03 and No. 22 were trading, and quickly walked down the stairs.
"The transaction was completed so soon?" He Lin asked in surprise when he saw Lin Qiye coming downstairs.
"No, but we don't have time." Lin Qiye looked around and said with a solemn face, "We'd better get out of here as soon as possible!"
"Leave now? What happened?"
Lin Qiye turned to look at the second floor and said solemnly: "I'm not sure yet, but I always feel... the purpose of No. 03 and 04 is not that simple."
Lin Qiye didn't have time to talk to He Linduo, so he walked straight to No. 01 in the corner.
"I want to leave early."
No. 01 raised his head and glanced at Lin Qiye, "Why?"
"Someone is eyeing my identity as a prophet and wants to harm me." Lin Qiye stared at the shadow under the hood, "Isn't your primary purpose to ensure the safety of the agents participating in the meeting? Now my safety I wanted to leave early because of the threats.”
Number 01 reminded: "No. 33, I think I should have said, what will happen if you spread false information... If you feel guilty for spreading false information and want to escape in the name of life safety, even if you escape to the ends of the world, They will all be hunted down."
"I'm not lying. My life is indeed threatened." Lin Qiye paused, "I swear in the name of the God of Magic."
No. 01 was silent for a moment, glanced at the busy venue, and nodded slightly:
"You go."
Without saying a word, Lin Qiye took He Lin and immediately left Notre Dame Cathedral through the back door.
"What happened?" He Lin couldn't help but ask after returning to the fog.
"There is something wrong with No. 03 and No. 04." Lin Qiye said in a deep voice, "Tell me, as gods, why do they want to participate in the agent gathering?"
"Because there is information they want to know here, but I don't have an agent?" He Lin thought for a moment and guessed.
"That's right." Lin Qiye nodded, "Their purpose is to get clues about the King's Treasure House. I think they should have learned through some channel that an agent who knows the whereabouts of the King's Treasure House is going to participate in this gathering, but Time was running out, and it was too late to find an agent again, so I had to disguise myself as an agent and sneak in.
They are most likely from the Zeus faction in Olympus. "
"The Zeus faction... but what does this have to do with us? Why should we run?"
"The king's treasure house left by Gilgamesh cannot be entered by the gods."
When He Lin heard this, he was startled at first, as if he didn't understand what Lin Qiye meant, but he soon noticed something.
"The gods can't enter, you mean..."
"The gods of the Zeus faction want the King's Treasure House, but they can't get in by themselves... The best way, of course, is to find someone who is below the divine realm but has a certain level of strength to help them get it." Lin Qiye replied. I turned my head and glanced at the Notre Dame Cathedral shrouded in fog.
"In this case, the divine agent is the best choice."
"Sending a divine agent in to get it? Is it coercion or inducement?"
“It’s hard to say, but I think it’s most likely the former.
They have not trained agents themselves. If they just use benefits to lure other agents to help them obtain the King's Treasure House, it will not only cost a huge price, but also risk the news being leaked.
You should know better than me who these agents of gods who live in the fog are. They are only interested in profit. If they know that such a thing as the King's Treasure House exists, the first thing they will do is to secretly pass the news on to themselves. The gods behind him, in exchange for enough benefits, enjoy the benefits of both parties. "
Lin Qiye paused for a moment,
"If it's coercion, as gods, they only need to suppress a group of agents, use some means on them, and force them to do things for themselves. Not only will they not have to pay a price, but they can also firmly control everyone."
"Aren't they afraid of being retaliated by the gods behind the agency after doing this?"
"You also said that most agents have a relationship with gods. Would you go against a god of the same level because your tools were forcibly misappropriated? As long as the agent is not dead or maimed, things will be fine. There won't be any fuss.
Besides, as long as you can get the King's Treasure House, what does it matter if you have a few enemies? "
"The treasure trove of the king left by Gilgamesh is definitely not something that can be easily obtained. There must be some tricks in it, so even if they want to find an agent as a guinea pig to get it, they have to find someone strong enough...
And now, more than half of the gods' agents in the fog are gathered here. This gathering is the best time for them to choose a guinea pig! "
The more He Lin thought about it, the more he felt that what Lin Qiye said made sense.
He looked back at the Notre Dame Cathedral in the mist. In addition to being mysterious, it seemed to be a little more eerie and terrifying.
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Agent party.
No. 03 walked out of No. 22's room. Since No. 22 needed to hand-draw a map on site, it delayed him a lot of time.
He walked straight to the room where Lin Qiye was originally, but found that it was empty.
Under the hood, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.
At the same time, No. 04 quietly walked behind him.
"Where is the prophet No. 33?" No. 03 asked in a deep voice.
"Leaving early." 04 replied.
"Leaved early? Did he find something?"
"Probably not. It's impossible for this group of humans to see through our disguise... unless he predicts something in advance." No. 04 paused.
"It seems that this prophet still has some strength..."
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