Starting with Central Continent

"Starting with Central Continent?"

Lu Nanzhi was somewhat surprised. She had only given the list a cursory glance; most of it contained nothing but names, and a thorough investigation would take time.

However, Chu Ling had already uncovered detailed information on some of its members.

"If we want to 'reconnect' the Ancient Text Society, the greatest difficulty will be resolving the issue of trust..."

Gu Shen said seriously, "073 alone took nearly two years. If we contact them one by one like this, even ten years won't be enough to arrange offline meetings."

And the Ancient Text Society was now in a completely sealed, scattered state.

Its members did not contact one another.

"Yes..."

This was precisely what gave Lu Nanzhi a headache.

"Although I am the Key, no one knows my identity. In this situation, I don't have a better solution either. But if we can find an important figure who can serve as a 'link,' reconnecting the Ancient Text Society may become much easier."

Gu Shen paused, looked directly at Madam Lu, and said, "If Mr. Lu Cheng were still alive, he would be a very suitable candidate."

Lu Nanzhi understood what he meant.

She nodded and said softly, "Indeed. If Old Lu were still alive... the Ancient Text Society members in Eastern Continent would not have completely lost contact."

If a storm was approaching,

then beneath the withering forest, one had to first seek shelter beneath a great tree.

Lu Cheng, who had carried the Red Gate and once shared a close relationship with Turing, had been such a towering tree.

It was only that, during the purge all those years ago, many such great trees had already fallen.

Deep Sea had issued a stern warning to the Council.

To preserve the order and safety of the