Time slowly passed, and anomalies in the Wasteland World grew more frequent.
First, a bottomless pit appeared somewhere. It had not been formed by some kind of attack; it looked more as though it had been devoured.
The area affected by the pit covered several rifts. Standing beside it, one could even sense fluctuations of Abyss Power.
Then came earthquakes. Several dormant volcanoes erupted at once, and massive amounts of volcanic ash filled the sky.
Corrosive acid rain fell.
The string of events all seemed like some sort of omen.
The scavengers in the safe zone of the shallow Abyss grew increasingly uneasy.
One day, half a month later, Chen Yi suddenly announced that he would convene a four-way conference.
After receiving the news, Ilyasviel and Dongfang Wei hesitated slightly before ultimately choosing to attend.
Inside a temporarily constructed conference room, three factions gathered.
Chen Yi sat at one corner of the round table, with Qin Fanfan and You Changjing standing behind him.
Dongfang Wei sat opposite Chen Yi, with the man in the black security uniform standing behind him.
Ilyasviel sat to Chen Yi's left. Behind her stood two followers whose faces could not be seen. They wore God-Protecting Robes, with not a single inch of skin exposed, completely unlike the more revealing attire worn by Ilyasviel.
Though the atmosphere should have been tense, Ilyasviel still had the mood to throw Chen Yi a flirtatious glance.
The Reincarnators, the final faction, had yet to arrive.
Chen Yi checked the time. "If the Reincarnators aren't coming, then forget it. Let's begin the meeting directly."
Dongfang Wei's tone was somewhat brusque. "Just say what this is about. I'm busy."
Ilyasviel raised a delicate brow. "Is that how you speak to the little man I like? Busy fighting your own shadow? How