"This is the last time. The Revellers will no longer accept your summons from now on." After saying this, 005's body gradually faded away and disappeared into thin air.
Charles sat silently on the sofa without moving, thinking about everything he had just talked about with 005 and the information he had obtained from her.
At this moment, he first confirmed one thing: it was impossible to find a way to maintain humanity from 005.
First of all, 005 is a collective, and I can't break myself into thousands of pieces like her. Secondly, it is still unclear whether she has any humanity.
Three hours later, at the round table, a dozen Charles began to negotiate with each other about their contact with 005.
Unfortunately, there are no clues about Charles in this dimension, and the same is true for Charles in other dimensions.
The only thing they could find out was that 005 was not the only one.
At this time, they were in a very embarrassing situation. They wanted to achieve their goals but had no idea where to start.
"Maybe we don't necessarily need to maintain our humanity. Maybe abandoning it can help us better achieve our goals." One of the blind men, Charles, made a new suggestion.
"No, before I came here, I went to the dimension of Charles who became a god and saw that he had completely forgotten that he was Charles. He even attacked me. If you want to become like that, just pretend I never said anything."
Hearing this, the atmosphere in the room seemed a little depressing, and everyone frowned as they thought about the same question: What should they do next
"005 is not possible, then what about other gods?" Charles suddenly raised his head and looked around himself.
Seeing that everyone else was looking at him, Charles continued, "Unite all the forces that can be united. Since we can't do it, then we can also look for allies. Don't the gods of the whole earth and sea have any ideas about the god Futan?"
"Those psychopaths? I doubt they even have the ability to think. Is it useful to look for them? Besides us and 005, who else can think with human thinking?"
"And don't forget, when we were exploring Earthsea before, we almost offended all the gods of Earthsea. Do you want to fight them again?"
Hearing this, Charles' heart moved slightly, "No, not just them, don't forget who chose us."
Itik, the name of this god instantly appeared in everyone's mind.
"Before I became a god, I sent the intelligence department of Hope Island to investigate this god, but there was no clue."
"He is very mysterious, and his believers, whether human or otherwise, are extremely rare."
"Since 005 can't tell us more, then what about Him? It is very likely that we were teleported to Earthsea by Him."
"Since we are his chosen ones, then when the chosen ones become gods, they must come out to meet us, don't you think?"
"There are other ways to deal with God Futan. Since he is an old god from the same era as 005, maybe we can get more clues from him."
All Charles looked up and nodded slightly at the same time. This method was feasible.
Then they decided on their next goal. "Everyone go to Earthsea to find Yidik."
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On a white passenger plane, Li Lu looked at her child in her arms with great love. Compared to the premature baby who had not yet shed his sticky lanugo and was covered in amniotic fluid, Tuba was undoubtedly much more handsome now.
The chubby little face was flushed like a ripe apple, round and plump, and the arms were like two pieces of pink lotus roots. Li Lu liked her more and more the more she looked at her.
"Is the baby hungry? Do you want to eat?"
Tuba closed his eyes, hummed twice, smacked his lips, and then moved his head towards Li Lu's armpit. "Stop it."
Reluctantly moving her gaze away from her son's face, Li Lu turned to the woman sitting on the window seat to her right.
That was the chief priest 315. She looked completely asleep with sunglasses on, but Li Lu knew that it was almost impossible for her to escape now.
"There is also an IMF branch in the country. If she really did this, she would definitely be discovered."
Just as Li Lu was lost in thought, she felt the seat cushion beneath her bounce slightly and the plane's tires began to land.
As the plane gradually came to a steady stop, everyone on board began to prepare to get off the plane.
Anna suddenly unbuckled her seat belt, walked over to Li Lu, and gently stroked Tuba's bald head. "You want to take the opportunity of getting off the plane to tip off your colleagues?"
Li Lu's heart moved slightly, but then she didn't react at all.
"You'd better think it over. Your child is not an ordinary person. If something like him is found by the IMF, what will be the consequences?"
"Have you ever thought that everything that happened to me will happen to your son again?"
Hearing this, Li Lu, who had no expression just now, suddenly changed her expression. She couldn't remain calm when it came to matters concerning her son.
"Oh no! The people who were let go on that plane must have reported your son's abnormal behavior to the IMF. They already know about it now."
Li Lu stared at Anna with eyes full of anger. Now she finally understood why Anna, who had killed so many people, would be so kind as to let all the people on the plane go. It turned out that she was scheming!
The bigger the other person's reaction, the happier Anna was. She bent her index finger and gently tapped Tuba's little head.
"Don't worry, I won't do anything to your son. As long as I accomplish my goal, you and your son can leave safely. After all, Tuba and I are old acquaintances."
During the series of procedures after getting off the plane, Li Lu seemed particularly quiet. Not only did she not do anything unusual, but she also deliberately concealed her appearance.
Seeing this scene, Anna knew that her threat had worked, and Tuba was very useful, so she couldn't let them leave for the time being.
The two women left the airport with fake documents and walked towards the taxi stand according to the instructions on the road sign.
This time when she returned home, Anna's target was Charles, and she didn't want to wait any longer.
"Bang!" The heavy car door was closed.
"Where are you two going?" the pot-bellied taxi driver asked, turning half of his body.
"Train station." Anna, wearing a mask and sunglasses, replied.
As soon as he turns on the accelerator and steps on the clutch, he is ready to set off. As taxi drivers, most of them have a common hobby, which is to chat with customers.
"Sister, are you going home to visit your family? Your child looks so young, must he have been born not long ago?"
"Oh, where is your man? He is so irresponsible. Fortunately, you have a little sister by your side. At this time, you must serve her well."
"Oh, my wife got this disease during the confinement period. Now she can't stand for long periods of time. Her back hurts whenever she cooks. Whenever she cooks, her back hurts."
Seeing that the two men completely ignored him, the driver gradually calmed down.
But this silence did not last long. "Hey, did you know? Beijing's bid for the Olympic Games was successful!"
(End of this chapter)