The time came to 12:00 a.m. on March 6, 2089, and Lin Qi received the meeting invitation right on time.
After accepting, Lin Qi entered the meeting room from a first-person perspective.
As always, the meeting room was dim, its dark furnishings surrounding a long table.
A seat marked with the Roman numeral "V" stood before Lin Qi. Guangleng was always the first to join the meeting, waiting well in advance.
Master Ma, Capitalist, and Arthur King came online one after another.
"This is already our fourth meeting this week. We're meeting far too often."
Capitalist was the one who spoke. He had brought up the matter at the previous meeting, too.
Lin Qi sat upright beneath the shadow, but the way he rubbed his nose revealed his unease.
All three emergency meetings had been called at Lin Qi's request.
A hint of helplessness crept into Guangleng's steady voice. "The meetings really are too frequent. It's putting me under a lot of pressure. Keeping this meeting room hidden requires an enormous amount of computing power."
"Using so much computing power this frequently could attract the attention of certain corporations. Fortunately, the Mercenary Group has no assignments next week, so tomorrow's regular meeting is canceled for now. If anything comes up, I'll ask everyone about scheduling an emergency meeting."
Guangleng's words took everyone by surprise.
Guangleng had always come across as omnipotent when it came to the internet.
Yet the frequent meetings had put him under immense pressure? So much so that he had to cancel the regular Monday meeting?
Feeling the gazes of the other four members, Guangleng steered the meeting to the point. "This is another emergency meeting requested by Wizard. It seems that establishing contact with Arthur King hasn't eased your troubles."
His face hidden in shadow, Lin