Chapter 622: The Meeting Scene! An Extra Person?!

Welcome player 'Su Yang' to the Round Table Meeting

Please claim your Cloak

Su Yang slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his sight was a pitch‑black, deep Passage.

Along both sides of the Passage were Seal Marked mysterious runes, flickering in and out, emitting icy blue Radiance.

The walls were mottled, full of the marks of time.

It seemed to have endured endless vicissitudes, and a single glance let one perceive an ancient aura.

"This smell..."

Su Yang's nose twitched, and his brow furrowed.

An indescribable oddity, smelling both fragrant and foul, both sour and sweet.

The foul odor resembled the smell of a corpse, while the fragrance was similar to perfume.

Su Yang shifted his gaze to the wall and took down the Cloak hanging there, draping it over himself.

He then put on the Hood of the Cloak, wrapping his whole body tightly, leaving only his eyes exposed.

He passed through the narrow Passage and soon entered a brand‑new space.

The bright room was circular, with a huge round table placed in the center.

There were eight chairs in total, each back bearing a different Seal Mark pattern.

Yao Ri, Yin Yue, Xingchen, Tiger, Fox, Beetle, Lao Shu, Bai Lang.

Above the round table hovered an arched Starry Sky canopy, like an inverted bowl.

Looking up, countless stars stretched like the sand of the Huang He, dense and dazzling.

Starlight reflected down through the ceiling, illuminating the round table.

The atmosphere of old‑fashioned antiquity grew ever stronger.

Su Yang felt he had arrived at an ancient venue, suffused everywhere with a solemn aura.

He was the First Place to arrive; the whole room was empty.

He immediately found the seat representing Yin Yue's identity and sat down.

The moment he sat, a burst of white light blossomed on the tabletop before him.

"Swoosh—"

In the next instant, a yellowed parchment drifted down and settled steadily on it.

Su Yang reached out and touched it, feeling the soft, skin‑friendly material, and his heart stirred.

"So this is... the paper for the Proposal?"

He had expected it to be conducted orally, but did not anticipate a writing stage.

Just as he was pondering, a Feather pen flew onto Su Yang's hand.

"Dong!"

The sound rang out; Su Yang looked up and saw a silhouette emerge from another Passage entrance.

Like him, the figure wore a Cloak, a Mask and Hood, entirely shrouded in black.

The golden‑yellow Mask was imposing, and the red eyes hidden beneath it stared straight at Su Yang.

After a moment, she lifted a leg, approached, pulled out the chair engraved with 'Yao Ri', and sat down slowly.

The familiar procedure continued, with the parchment and Feather pen descending in succession.

"She's a woman..." Su Yang only then noticed the voluptuous figure beneath the Cloak.

But that sense of oppression made his scalp tingle.

Although Yin Yue was the most dazzling, compared with Yao Ri she still lacked a few degrees of majesty.

Yao Ri sat directly opposite Su Yang; the two stared at each other for a few seconds, then, in tacit understanding, each averted their gaze, and neither spoke first.

She was seen caressing the parchment, her other hand resting flat on the table, index and middle fingers together, moving up and down with a regular, rhythmic motion.

"Dong!"

"Dong!!"

Two more sounds rang out.

Bai Lang and Xingchen entered one after the other.

When they first saw the scene, their reactions were the same as Su Yang's: first observing the surroundings, then finding their own seats and sitting down.

"One man, one woman..." Su Yang recorded all the information his eyes captured.

Bai Lang is a woman.

Xingchen is a man.

Bai Lang's seat was to Su Yang's left, and Xingchen's to his right.

The atmosphere remained silent; no one chose to speak first.

It seemed due to caution toward the unfamiliar setting and strangers, fearing that opening their mouths would give someone a foothold.

Then they activated their Innate Talent!

Which player able to sit here is not among the era's topmost players so far?

Each knew how difficult it was to obtain a Rare Hidden Achievement.

Therefore, this meeting of equals was not only a discussion.

It was also a top‑level clash!

No killing, no bloodshed!

Soon, the owners of the other seats arrived one after another.

Tiger and Beetle are women.

Lao Shu is a man.

Four women and three men; apart from gender, no other information can be discerned.

Of course, it does not exclude that among these two there are individuals whose female characteristics are not obvious.

All seven are present, and the pure, jade‑like starlight spreads over each head like a spotlight.

Swish—

Suddenly, a string of text abruptly appeared on the parchment before the crowd.

Su Yang lowered his gaze and saw, to his astonishment, that it was the rules and agenda of this meeting—

"Round Table Conference Member must, at the start of the meeting, sequentially from Yao Ri, present their Proposal, the content including but not limited to Faith Value acquisition methods, Game Theme, etc., with a time limit of five minutes."

"After members present their Proposal, the meeting has a thirty‑minute question and discussion period."

"When all members have finished presenting their Proposals, please write each Proposal onto the parchment."

"During the Voting Session, each member has three votes, cannot vote for oneself, and cannot cast duplicate votes."

"If a Proposal's vote count is less than or equal to one, it is void; the Proposal with the highest vote count is deemed passed and is to be carried out immediately!"

"During the meeting, no player may harm other members in any manner; violators will face Execution!"

"During the meeting, no player may verbally abuse or slander other members in any manner; violators will face Execution!"

"During the meeting, no player may influence or interfere with other members in any manner; violators will face Execution!"

"During the meeting, no player may alter the meeting's proceedings in any manner; violators will face Execution!"

Su Yang scanned the rules once and understood them fully.

After a short while, a broadcast sounded, "Proposals will begin in ten minutes."

"The Proposal seems to match my thoughts: a minority decides the majority's fate and gameplay."

"Drafting rules in the form of a Proposal; once passed, it can be carried out as described."

"So… as long as the vote passes, we can act according to our own ideas?"

A flash of brilliance flickered in Su Yang's eyes; he indeed has a Proposal that fits him perfectly.

If it passes, the entire world's configuration will change dramatically.

But…

Most people around this plan would not approve it.

Therefore he needs to tinker without violating the rules!

Having thought this, Su Yang tallied the time; it's almost time to start.

Just as everyone was ready, a sound suddenly emanated from a Passage!

Dong!

Huh?!

Everyone turned toward the source of the sound and saw a person stagger in, looking slightly disheveled.

"Sorry everyone, I'm late; the Proposal hasn't started yet, has it?"

The voice was sly, with a hint of sharpness.

It made listeners feel slightly uneasy.

The person was about 1.8 meters tall, wore a Fox Mask, and a pair of red eyes were especially striking.

"The Eighth Person?!" Su Yang furrowed his Brow.

The others were equally baffled, their eyes showing intense surprise.

They clearly remembered that before arriving, the Screen displayed that this meeting had only seven participants.

How is there an extra one now?