Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 683 Central Assembly
The central assembly was not only moved up in time, but the venue was also temporarily changed to the headquarters of the Pure White Lighthouse in the central district—the Thousand Hundred Corridors.

The events that occurred the night before the noisy rally left the Prism team in a state of chaos, but after a period of relatively calm turmoil, the Prism team did not react much and everything returned to normal.

However, while the Prism Force was thrown into disarray by this unexpected problem, the Central Processing Bureau successfully gained more operational opportunities.

As information flowed from the central government, their resolve grew stronger, and with the concerted efforts of other parties, more and more people chose to respond to the Bureau's call. In various gray-area districts, agencies closely associated with the Bureau also took action.

Although the future is uncertain, this will undoubtedly be a great opportunity to make a name for oneself.

Change is better than no change at all. At least, that's what many people think right now.

The Thousand Corridors did not react to the commotion outside. They thought the Pure White Lighthouse would take some action immediately, but in fact, after the Undying Lighthouse suddenly made a high-profile appearance early in the morning to express the intention of the Suppression and Handling Bureau, it fell silent again as usual.

This attitude is hard to understand.

On the morning of the day of the central rally, Lu Chongming, who had not been asleep, was woken up.

“Major suspect Lu Chongming, your crimes will be tried at the central assembly. Now, come out of your cell. Don’t try anything funny. We have the right to execute you on the spot, but it won’t be so ceremonial.” Outside the cell were two lamplighters and a group of Seeds of Light. The two lamplighters were relatively silent, and one of the Seeds of Light spoke on their behalf. However, it was clear that compared to the relatively pure-hearted lamplighters, the Seeds of Light, who had already been identified as unfinished products, were not so particular.

The setup was quite luxurious. Lu Chongming obediently accepted their restrictions and left without saying a word.

A lamplighter frowned slightly as he looked around Lu Chongming's cell.

"What's wrong?" asked the other lamplighter.

"It's nothing, let's go, we're in a hurry." He shook his head, not wanting to waste any more time on something that wasn't important.

The group left with Lu Chongming.

What puzzled him was why there was a barbecue smell in the room.

The procession walked through a long white corridor. Lu Chongming remembered that he had walked a long way when he was escorted here. But this time it was even longer, and there were many twists and turns.

A cacophony of sounds gradually filled the air, as if we were finally about to emerge from this white, labyrinthine building.

Sure enough, a silver-white door appeared before them. As they approached, a lamplighter stepped forward and did something, and the door opened automatically with a flash of white light.

A gentle breeze caressed Lu Chongming's face as the door opened. Bright sunlight streamed in; the weather was lovely today, with only a few thin clouds in the blue sky.

The Thousand Corridors and the Midnight Hall. This is where the meeting is held. At this time, a large number of people have already gathered. Most of them are somewhat familiar to Lu Chongming, who does not pay much attention to the current affairs of the Central District, but are still strangers.

Numerous flashes of light shone down on his face the moment he appeared.

All the media outlets designated by the central government arrived, and countless cameras could be seen in the hall, leaving no blind spots.

Lu Chongming was led to a seat. It was a good seat; everyone in the hall could easily spot him, and he could naturally see everyone else as well.

With nothing else to do, he quietly observed the other people in the room.

The most central and obvious one is the central government. Although most people don't care about it, the white-haired old man is still very recognizable.

His name is Bai Wucang, the head of the central government and the core of the political system. To those who know him, he is quite legendary. As a child, he even came from a lamplighter training institution. Although he did not become a lamplighter, he was still an excellent seed of light. Later, he experienced many things, entered the political arena of the central region, and finally took up an important position in the central government in middle age. After a few years, he firmly sat on the position of head of government.

The Wave Army and the Prism Force were nominally under his command, but due to the involvement of numerous interest groups, his control over the Prism Force weakened. After Jian Banxian appeared and joined forces with the Modish family, he completely lost control of the Prism Force. As for the situation of the Wave Army, there is no need to elaborate.

If I had to give an evaluation, he would be an unremarkable leader with little to show for it.

There was no other way. Given the ongoing operation and strategic planning of the Undying Lighthouse, and the infighting within the interest groups behind it, it was already quite remarkable that he could manage to maintain a superficial level of stability in the Central District and even the entire capital.

Even so, the central government group led by him, dressed in formal attire, still felt quite pressured sitting to the side.

Besides the central government, there are many representatives of interest groups with various identities. It would be very difficult to clearly list out all the titles they have, the nepotism behind them, and their ability to attend this event.

It is worth noting that the position in the Modish family is vacant.

This is a situation that everyone knows, but people from all sides still keep glancing at that location.

Then came the handling department.

Although under control, the Bureau still had to attend the meeting, though their seating capacity was reduced. The attendees were Director General Streiss, Deputy Director General Hong Hong, and a regional chief representative—Shiraishi.

Under these circumstances, the Bureau can only select one chief representative to participate in the meeting, and the most suitable candidate should be the more well-rounded Zhou Yinzhu.

But it was Baishi who arrived.

This has also sparked much discussion.

This person was once renowned for his great achievements, even slapping the Undying Lighthouse. These feats are too easy to make people overthink.

The three representatives from the processing bureau did not make much eye contact with Lu Chongming, but sat quietly in their seats, organizing the paper documents in their hands.

Lu Chongming's gaze shifted again, landing on the audience seats high up in the hall, where Jian Banxian was leading the Prism Unit members, his face still bearing that unpleasant smile.

The representatives of the association arrived late.

Apart from the Pure White Society, all other societies sent representatives, but most of them were just going through the motions.

Last but not least, the most eye-catching group at the entire event was the “host” – the Pure White Lighthouse.

The man had been sitting there quietly for a long time, almost blending into the white surroundings, exuding no aura whatsoever. If it weren't for the fact that he was there, one would hardly notice him at all.

Beside Eliadodice stood his deputy Ptolemy, his uniform outlining his tall and strong physique. His expression was serious, and his blond hair fell to his shoulders, revealing a gentle sharpness.

Many people had never seen Eliadodike in their lives. The media were initially a bit reserved, but as Eliadodike remained closed-eyed and unresponsive for a long time, they gradually began to focus their cameras on him.

Eliadosci is not commonly seen, but Ptolemy, his right-hand man and often the mouthpiece of the eternal beacon, is more well-known.

This is no ordinary character; among the many assistants personally trained by the Undying Lighthouse over the long years, he is one of the most outstanding.

As the clock in the hall struck the appointed time, Bai Wucang, the central leader, stood up to preside over the meeting.

"Distinguished guests, setting aside lengthy speeches, I'm sure you're all preoccupied with other matters. With the escalation of events in recent days, some issues urgently need to be addressed. Therefore, this emergency central meeting of the highest crisis in the capital is hereby formally convened."

(End of this chapter)