Chapter 1907: Chess Player
At the core of the Immortal Life Merchant Association, within that special and magnificent "ballroom space."
Du Zhaodi silently scrutinized the nine people seated around the high-backed chairs symbolizing the highest qualifications, her calm, rational gaze studying each of them carefully.
Without exception, all nine were first-generation nobles.
Or rather, they were the true apex among the "stowaways"—"elders" and "chess players" who had successfully crossed at least one complete cosmic iteration and accumulated unimaginable foundations and power in the process.
Even those who had stowed away through only one universe had no right to enter this meeting.
Unless they were an exception like her—the controller of the Ascension Miracle.
After she revealed someone's plan without holding anything back, these first-generation nobles did not act immediately.
It made sense. A massive plan that had been prepared across several universes, consumed immeasurable resources, and even wagered their entire "wealth and lives" would certainly have undergone countless precise calculations and simulations in terms of its timetable and risk control. How could it be brought forward merely because of a few words from a sudden, unpredictable "variable"?
Compared to prematurely carrying out the "Old-Day Destruction," these big shots might have preferred to deal with—or rather, eliminate—a certain "variable."
And that was exactly what happened.
After the atmosphere froze for a moment, a certain leader of the level-eight information civilization named "the Other Shore" spoke first.
"So far, this special existence known as Mr. G has escaped the pursuit of the 'High-Dimension Secret Forest' three times. The Church of Creation's cosmic creation methods also failed to trap that river of stowaways. The AI of the 'Mind Collective' once tried to tame the other party's civilization and use it to interfere with that civilization's leader."
"Did the plan succeed?" someone asked despite