Meeting

Hiss.

The gaming pod emitted a low hum. Its lid slid open, and Qin Chuan slowly sat up. After thinking for a moment, he summoned Demon Shadow to cover his entire body. Checking the coordinates Crimson Feather had sent, he teleported to a spot several hundred meters away and surveyed the entire area from above.

It was a stadium that had already been cleared out. Quite a few fully armed soldiers could be seen standing guard in the spectator stands.

However, they were far from the central area, and all their guns were pointed outward.

They were most likely there to ensure the meeting's safety, not to make a move against its participants.

Three people were already in place at the center of the stadium, forming a rather interesting group.

Two elderly men and one young man.

There was no need to say more—the young man was naturally Crimson Feather. He looked over ninety percent identical to his game character.

As for the other two elderly men, Qin Chuan did not watch much news, but he had seen them on television before.

After directing Demon Shadow through the stadium walls and confirming there were no other threats, Qin Chuan recalled it and, wrapped in its darkness, flashed into the center of the stadium.

His sudden appearance clearly made the two elderly men nervous. They had heard about such things before, but they had never witnessed them firsthand. They had not expected to see teleportation in the real world as well.

Crimson Feather, who had been standing there, spoke first and asked tentatively, "President? Is that you?"

"It's me."

Qin Chuan's voice came from within Demon Shadow.

Crimson Feather visibly relaxed, then acted as the intermediary and introduced everyone, easing the atmosphere considerably.

The thinner elderly man spoke first. "Night Roaming