The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 755 The summons of the elders
In the darkness, the sparks on Lin Dajian's lips flickered on and off. Lin Dajian puffed out smoke while looking at the three empty beds in the dormitory.

Mishi disappeared without saying a word, Gao Yang dropped out of school after something happened at home, Qiu Qiu was killed by a robber, and he was the only one left in the once bustling dormitory.

Sometimes, Lin Dajian would be in a trance and feel that everyone was still there.

The reason why Lin Dajian, who was playing the game just now, was distracted was because in the past, every time he encountered a BOSS battle, he would exaggerate and shout "f*ck!" to attract his roommates over and show them how terrifying this monster is, and then No matter how he defeated the BOSS with his superb operation, he would feel superior.

But now, no matter how good the game is, there are no friends to share it with.

Lin Dajian put out the butt of his cigarette, picked up his phone, and habitually scrolled through social circles. She clicked on Sister Xia's homepage, and only by looking at Sister Xia's daily updates could he cure his depressed mood.

Sister Xia's news is still stuck a few days ago.

——"It's a nice day tomorrow. I really want to play the secret room, but it's a pity that I have to work overtime."

Lin Dajian took back his cell phone in disappointment, took out another cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath. His lonely figure blended into the dim dormitory.

——Yes, tomorrow will be a good day, good weather for me alone.

……

At this moment, two men were standing on the rooftop of the teaching building opposite the boys' dormitory building.

A man stood in front of the guardrail at the edge of the rooftop, monitoring Lin Dajian in dormitory 509 from a distance.

The man was wearing an old dark blue suit, with messy brown hair parted in the middle, thin cheeks, and messy beard. He looked down and out, and he was none other than Luqi.

The man behind Ritsu stood up, wrapped in a black cloak and a large hood, with a white mask on his face, in order to cover his ugly face that was disfigured by the fire. He was Huanglian who was completely lodged in the dust.

"Ding Jing." Chen Moi's voice revealed a hint of urgency, "Should we change our target?"

Lu Qi didn't speak or turn around. He still looked at Lin Dajian's dormitory opposite with concentration.

Ming Jing and Chen Yi are a pair of "twin brothers and sisters". According to human standards, they are the kings of twin hosts.

At first, Ming Jing's so-called "resurrection" of Luqi's body was actually a lodging.

However, the price of hosting the dead is high, that is, they can no longer change hosts and lose their own abilities.

From now on, Ming Jing will live in Luqi's body and become a real human being.

The advantage is also obvious. He can inherit Luqi's powerful talent - if the talent is not understood by the newly awakened people; the disadvantage is that he will also inherit Luqi's personality, memory, and soul fragments to a certain extent.

This caused the once calm and indifferent Ming Jing to become tainted with a layer of melancholy and depth.

Chen Chen often feels that the brother in front of him is both familiar and strange.

"Gaoyang still has an uncle in the countryside. We can arrest his uncle and force him to come out." Chen Yi suggested.

"Wrong." Ming Jing turned around and explained in a low voice: "Whether we capture Gao Yang's uncle or Lin Dajian, Gao Yang will not show up. Even if he shows up, he will definitely come prepared. We may not have a chance of winning."

"I'm monitoring Lin Dajian because I'm waiting for the possibility that Lin Dajian and Gao Yang will have an intersection, just like Qiu Qiu and Gao Yang had an intersection before. When this happens, we can launch a surprise attack again to kill him."

"As far as I know, Gao Yang and his uncle in the countryside don't see each other for a year, and the possibility of their interaction in a short period of time is even smaller than that of Lin Dajian."

Chen Mo was thoughtful and nodded slightly: "I understand."

Ming Jing turned around, faced the night wind, and looked at the dormitory building again: "But this is also a bad idea. After Qiu Qiu's lesson, Gao Yang will probably not give us this kind of opportunity again."

"Otherwise, I will find a way to sneak into the Qilin Union." Chen Yi said, "The Qilin Union is also looking for Gao Yang, and this is also an entry point."

Chen Yi also had selfish motives for bringing up this plan.

In fact, she had always hated Huang Lian's ugly body. She had no choice at the beginning, and Huang Lian was very talented and could increase his strength.

If given the choice, Chen Yi would still like to "change back" to a young and beautiful woman.Nowadays, she doesn't even dare to take off her mask and face the mirror. She has an inexplicable inferiority complex.

"No, it's too dangerous." Ming Jing objected. "Since your identity and abilities were exposed, the junior organization has taken targeted precautions against you. If you go, you will die."

The dust is speechless.

Suddenly, Ming Jing frowned slightly. He lifted the cuffs of his suit, and there was a red flower bud growing on his forearm. Its roots penetrated into the skin of Ming Jing's arm, using his flesh and blood as soil.

This red flower bud trembled slightly and suddenly bloomed, looking beautiful and coquettish in the moonlight.

Ming Jing stretched out his hand, grasped the blooming red flower, and pulled it out of his arm, bringing out a stream of blood that dyed the suit red.

"The elders are calling us."

Chenchen was stunned and nodded: "Shall we go back?"

Ming Jing narrowed his eyes slightly and thought for a few seconds: "Go back."

……

At three o'clock in the morning the next day, St. Petersburg Theater in Snow Country.

The theater is located in the most prosperous neighborhood of the city, facing a clear lake. Even in the middle of the night, it is brightly lit and magnificent, complementing the reflection in the lake and making it beautiful.

The theater building is a magnificent polyhedral building with graceful and elegant rows of arched windows and gorgeous and exquisite reliefs. It has both historical solemnity and religious sanctity.

The Grand Theater is a huge annular space. In addition to the auditorium under the stage, it is surrounded by six and a half arc-shaped high-level auditoriums, which is quite like half of the Colosseum.

Over the center of the theater is a large dome with a light blue background, painted with twelve child-like angels. They are wearing white skirts, have white wings, and have pure and carefree smiles. They hold hands and surround Dancing happily in the center.

In the center is a gorgeous and bright crystal chandelier. It looks like a strange-shaped sun. Its light solidifies into pieces of crystal and spreads towards the surroundings.

These "crystal lights" illuminate the entire theater, and staring at them will give you a strange dizzy feeling bathed in divine brilliance.

There was no one in the grand theater at the moment. On the grand and gorgeous stage, the dark red curtains at the front were opened to both sides. In the center of the stage were an ordinary brown round table and five high-backed chairs.

Among them, three high-backed chairs were occupied by people.

The host of this roundtable meeting is a thin old man.

He wore a large light gray linen robe and was barefoot. Apart from an old man's crutch in his hand, he had no other accessories and was extremely simple.

He has a bald head and a long and thick silver beard that hangs down to his chest.

His eyes were gray and cloudy, with a patina-like texture, which was very strange.

The old man's name is Nico, and he is the gatekeeper of the Grand Theater.

Of course, this is only his superficial identity. His true identity is the elder of the Cang Mother Sect, and one of the first core members to join the Cang Mother Sect.

Nico also has another special identity. According to humans, he is the king of the lost.

Although he is a "king", he has no abilities or talents.

What distinguishes Nico from ordinary lost people is that he will not go berserk even if he hears the trumpeter's song, and he will not faint or automatically correct his logic because of witnessing "paranormal phenomena".

He is very aware that he is a lost person, but sometimes, he firmly believes that he is a human being. This is a kind of self-deception imprinted deep in his soul, which makes his behavior often appear divided and contradictory.

But it is precisely this that allows Nico to escape the limitations of a beast, overlook the overall situation from a higher perspective, and become a "wise man" and "prophet"-like existence.

To Nico's left, there was a woman sitting.

(End of this chapter)