Crimson Moon Club's Strongest Title

Kindling City's seven-star hotel, high-end buffet restaurant.

With Sister Dracula's arrangements, and after watching Night Owl's fireworks display specially prepared for the gathering, everyone was extremely happy.

They enjoyed the free food while repeatedly raising glasses of different liquids—red wine, beer, baijiu, mineral water, honeysuckle snake-grass water, and so on—or carrying plates as they moved back and forth throughout the buffet restaurant, chatting with different people and doing all sorts of other things.

They introduced themselves, exchanged contact information, and discussed certain topics in greater depth. Lu Xin personally witnessed Night Owl and Madman Old Wang go from discussing where humanity should go after the Crimson Moon descended, and how vast and seamless the universe was, all the way to how a weak individual could remain positive and optimistic in this dull, boring world and discover the true meaning of life...

After all, wasn't that what gatherings were like?

Bragging a little to show how deep you were, expanding your network, booking a few dinners in other cities that might never actually happen, and so on. Of course, most importantly, you got to see what the people who usually hid behind their communicators actually looked like...

However, perhaps because this gathering was simply too normal, it instead made people feel that something was abnormal.

Take Hydra, for example. Being rational and normal, she kept looking around suspiciously...

"Why does a gathering of such a bunch of lunatics seem so normal to me?"

"Why do I instead feel that they seemed more reasonable when they were trying to tear down all of Kindling City just now?"

"How come everyone in this room seems to have thoughts that are a little off..."

...The only person in the room with nine snake heads looked at the roomful of people whose minds were less