The Founder
The Bo You disappeared from everyone's sight.
It didn't vanish into time, but plunged headlong into the depths of the corridor.
Qin Yiguan stood quietly in the square in front of the palace gate, without making any move.
The Bo You got up from his hover wheelchair and started running unsteadily, stumbling every few steps. At one point, he took a metal nameplate from an office door, held it to his chest, and continued running.
He went into his office, and then into a secret room.
Passing by the room where the ' Boundless One ' was imprisoned, he heard the Boundless One' struggling and growling inside. His body trembled, and he dared not linger, continuing to run deeper into the secret chamber.
The light around him grew dimmer and dimmer; he had entered a dark and deep corridor.
Finally, he ran to the end of the corridor and knelt down on the ground with a thud.
But in front of the Bo You, there was nothing at all, only a 50-square-meter empty space, so empty that there were only gray metal walls on all sides.
His eyes were filled with fear. He glanced back in horror, but the corridor behind him was completely silent. Qin Yiguan hadn't followed him in.
He looked shakily at the metal plaque in his hand, which also bore the logo of the Ring Research Institute. At this moment, a clear gap had appeared at the bottom of the blue circular logo, and the entire ring was completely broken!
"It has reached a point of complete loss of control."
"I've lost control of the situation!"
The Bo You gripped the metal plaque in both hands, gazing into the distance. "Founder, where are you? Only you can help the Ring Research Institute overcome this crisis!"
The Bo You looked up, staring at the empty space before him, his tone pleading and his eyes filled with fear!
Just as the head of the medical department had guessed.
The Ring Research Institute also has a... founder!
This is an absolute secret, known to no one except our Bo You!
Although Fu Bo You's official position is the director of the Ring Research Institute, he is not the founder of the Ring Research Institute. The origin of the Ring Research Institute comes from another mysterious figure.
Back then, it was this mysterious founder who personally recruited Bo You to his cause.
In the eyes of his Bo You, the founder is the true master of time, incredibly powerful and unparalleled. The mysterious and ethereal concept of time is merely a plaything in the founder's hands.
The founders had almost no involvement in the work of the Ring Research Institute.
He rarely even makes public appearances.
The space in front of you is the founder's office.
If the founder descends, a room will appear here, and a door will appear in front of the Bo You.
This isn't some kind of invisibility or teleportation technology; rather, the entire entity, including the founder's office, exists on a temporal level. In the average person's perception, this office doesn't exist, but if the founder wants to arrive, it can appear in the next second at any moment.
This involves multiple timelines and various causes and effects, which are beyond the comprehension of someone at the Bo You level.
at this time.
The Bo You tried to recall the founder's face, but found no corresponding memory. That's just how the founder is; perhaps at this moment, he doesn't exist in any time.
Where are you?
Can you hear me?
Bo You trembling voice echoed in the empty space, "The research institute is facing the greatest crisis in its history, aren't you going to show up?"
No one answered.
The Bo You was quite frightened and looked back again to confirm that no one had followed him into the corridor behind him.
Then he looked at the space in front of him again, a deathly grayness spreading in his eyes.
Why don't you care about us!
Why don't you care whether we live or die!
The Bo You was completely devastated, roaring, "You dare to be the founder of this Ring Research Institute?! You don't deserve our support, you coward, you wimp!"
The Bo You flung the doorplate in his hand, and it crashed into a wall in the distance, twisting and deforming.
Pooh!
The Bo You spat at the metal signboard; under immense pressure, his composure had crumbled!
Just then, the Bo You suddenly noticed that the circular sign above the doorplate was shining brightly, and a hazy blue light began to appear at the gap.
The Bo You's eyes widened as they watched the gap slowly close!
Buzz!
A tremendous tremor of air resounded!
Boom!
A square office, radiating immense brilliance, descended upon us!
The nameless aura sent the Bo You flying backward, crashing into the wall and coughing up blood.
But at this moment, the Bo You's eyes were filled with utter horror, and he muttered, "The founder..."
The Bo You immediately realized what was happening.
He knelt down with a thud and crawled forward like a dog toward the wooden door to the office.
But on the way, he suddenly realized something, hurriedly crawled to the doorplate he had thrown away, held it in his hands, and frantically wiped away his spit with his sleeve.
Then, he crawled nervously to the office door, his forehead touching the ground, trembling as he said, "Founder... you, you've finally come!"
No one answered in the office.
After a moment's thought, the Bo You realized he couldn't waste any more time, so he reached out with a trembling hand and grasped the doorknob.
Click.
This door is unremarkable; opening it is as easy as opening any other office door in the real world.
The Bo You swallowed hard; he knew very well that the person behind this was an exceptional individual.
Inside, the office furnishings were very ordinary.
There was an unremarkable desk, and behind the desk was an unremarkable black swivel chair. Facing the door, the back of the chair revealed a figure sitting on it.
The Bo You crawled into the house!
His lips trembled as he looked at the retreating figure with pleading eyes, "Creation..."
At that moment, the swivel chair slowly began to rotate.
The true identity of the founder of the Ring Research Institute is slowly being revealed.
The Bo You froze instantly!
His eyes were wide open to an exaggerated degree, his emotions were utterly horrified, and he could no longer utter a sound!
But then the boy who had been transported to the center, wearing a black jacket and with his face mostly shrouded in darkness, slowly spoke, "Timeline Convergence!"