Chapter 664: 666
Chapter 664: 666
"..."
Since we've managed to recover some of it... does that mean our human ancestors could really live up to 500 years old? And they had the abilities of memory inheritance, infinite inspiration, and telepathic communication?
This... this... the configuration of this ridiculously powerful divine race was almost driven to extinction? Were my ancestors a little too unambitious?
'It seems there was some great catastrophe, but even Sir Taurus isn't quite clear on the specifics.'
Through their intertwined palms, Lyon faintly sensed the commissioner's confusion. The red-haired commissioner paused before explaining,
'The first-generation directors who escorted our ancestors to this world might know what happened, but they mostly sacrificed themselves early on. At that time, humans struggled to survive, and hardly anyone thought of passing down history.
Moreover, as generations passed, these unverifiable past events were gradually obscured by the Illusion Vessel, and eventually, even within the Central Bureau, only scattered records remained. It's likely that only in the Ancient Land can the reasons be uncovered.'
Alright...
After hearing this bizarre history of their ancestors' decline, Lyon licked his slightly dry lips, slightly understanding the importance of this "Five-Tier" task.
Without even considering recovering all four lost items, just finding one or even half of them intact would instantly make humanity incredibly powerful.
With such a "grand prospect," it's no wonder that anyone with a bit of ambition would be tempted to search for them, and it's no surprise that the Cleanup Bureau often has incomplete teams.
...
"Olivia!"
As Lyon whispered with the red-haired commissioner, the deputy directors of the other Zodiac Bureaus had already expressed their initial stances. The Archer Director's gaze naturally fell upon him, and he asked,
"It's currently five votes to five. Regarding the proposal to directly activate the Sunshade Wheel and project the commissioners back from the Ancient Land, which side do you lean towards?"
Five to five... my vote is crucial...
The red-haired commissioner pondered for a moment after hearing this, but instead of answering immediately, he asked,
"Lord Archer, may I inquire about your three directors' opinions on this proposal?"
"The Pisces Director is currently experiencing some mental issues and is temporarily unable to vote. As for me and the Bull Director, we each have our own opinions, one in favor and one against."
So it's six to six? It still comes down to my vote?
Facing the gazes of the deputy directors, the red-haired commissioner frowned slightly, then turned and glanced at Lyon, discreetly squeezing his palm.
'Lyon, what do you think?'
"..."
No, why has the decision-making power for such a significant event concerning humanity's future suddenly landed on my head? Feeling the pressure behind this question, Lyon's head began to tingle. After the red-haired commissioner's repeated inquiries, Lyon's throat moved involuntarily, and he hesitantly replied,
'Perhaps... we should play it safe and ensure stability first.'
Although the four "treasures" hidden in the Ancient Land were indeed very tempting, and according to the commissioner, opportunities to explore the past weren't always available, Lyon himself could be the solution.
In a few years, when he became more powerful, he could obtain a "Time Traveler" badge and perhaps travel back to find those four treasures. There was no need to rush.
And now, with the Slaughter King Sect eyeing us with ill intent, there's always a chance they'll cause trouble. One wrong move and there could be heavy casualties, so ensuring the safety of this side is still the top priority.
"Olivia?"
After waiting for a long while without an answer, the Archer Director couldn't help but urge, "We just need your vote. Have you made your decision?"
"I have."
At these words, the Red-Haired Commissioner nodded and released Lyon's hand, then spoke up, "I believe the safety of humanity should be our top concern. It would be better to retrieve the Commissioner and the three Directors."
"Hmm..."
After hearing the Red-Haired Commissioner's desired, the Archer Director hummed in response, then relaxed slightly and said, "The result is a tie, seven votes to seven. Since the number of people supporting the use of the Sunshade Wheel didn't exceed half, let's maintain the current situation for now."
Seven to seven? The Deputy Directors couldn't help but pause slightly at these words, then directed a puzzled look at the Archer Director on the main platform.
Among those eligible to vote, the two Directors had split their votes, and the eleven Zodiac Commissioners had voted six to five. Shouldn't the result be seven to six? Whose was the extra vote?
"My apologies, the last opposing vote was mine."
In the silence that followed, among the seats above belonging to the Directors, the seat of the Crab Director slowly lit up.
A portly male phantom raised his hand, politely greeting the Deputy Directors, then explained with a gentle demeanor, "The Archer Director believes he should take full responsibility for this Palace Ascension incident. Additionally, considering his current condition, he'll need a long period of recuperation. So, he contacted me, hoping I would return and take charge while he goes to the Abyss to maintain order..."
At this point, the Crab Director, with his shiny bald head, paused and surveyed the audience in the hall with a smile. "May I ask if the cleaner named Lyon is present? If he's here, could I have him come over for an introduction?"
Me? Lyon was taken aback by the friendly invitation from this unfamiliar new Director. Instinctively, he reached out to grasp the Red-Haired Commissioner's hand, wanting to ask what was going on.
Just as Lyon was about to grab his hand, the Red-Haired Commissioner suddenly raised his hand to smooth his hair, inadvertently avoiding Lyon's grasp. He cleared his throat and said, "Lyon, since Sir Crab wishes to meet you, let him touch you."
Touch? Why not just look? Lyon's eyebrows lifted slightly at the Red-Haired Commissioner's words, and he narrowed his eyes in the direction of the Crab Director. Only then did he realize that the Crab Director's eye sockets were sunken, seemingly devoid of eyes. The Director appeared to be blind.
"Touching isn't necessary. Although I'm blind, I can still see people to some extent... Are you Lyon? Excellent!"
Turning his 'gaze' towards Lyon, the Crab Director, with his non-existent vision, scrutinized him. "You know, many people in the Abyss, especially in Gluttony Hell, know of you. Some power-hungry little demons have even started sculpting your statue."
(End of Chapter)
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