Chapter 757: Different Attitudes

Even with Lady "Hela's" restraint and calmness, there were ripples of emotion... Franca withdrew her gaze with much emotion.

At this time, many members of the "Curly-Haired Baboons Research Society" recovered from their shock and began to express their opinions excitedly and urgently.

Someone shouted:

"'Sleeve Sword,' you can't make a judgment so simply!"

Franca immediately roared back:

"Regardless of whether Easter Island is the intersection point of two worlds, we must find Harrison!

"This is not a conclusion; this is a direction for investigation!"

Someone else shouted:

"How can you find someone based on just a name?"

"I have his portrait!" Franca responded immediately.

As everyone expressed expectations, raised questions, and sought answers, one voice shouted out of control:

"Can't you just live your current life peacefully?"

Franca followed the sound and saw it was a male member codenamed "Mole."

After "Mole" started, many members spoke up one after another:

"I don't want to take risks for a slim hope anymore."

"Can't you just give up your fantasies?"

"I have no interest in returning to the previous world!"

"..."

Regarding the wave of opposition, Franca was not surprised at all, just sighed secretly:

When there are a hundred people, there are all kinds of people...

She responded sincerely:

"Finding Harrison and confirming the situation on Easter Island is, in principle, voluntary. Those who want to figure out the truth of transmigration should weigh for themselves whether it is worth the risk. Those who are unwilling can continue as before, but do not stop others from participating."

"Mole" and the others were clearly still worried that the investigation into Easter Island would affect their current lives, but Franca wielded the weapon of "free choice," so they could only grumble and retreat to the edge area.

Franca took the opportunity to add:

"At this stage, the investigation into Easter Island is limited to gathering information. Do not go looking for it; that is very dangerous. After we get key information from Harrison, we will discuss whether to go to Easter Island and how to go.

"Well, I will now display Harrison's portrait."

The members of the "Curly-Haired Baboons Research Society" who had figured out part of the whole thing burst into cheers:

"'Sleeve Sword' is 1.8 meters tall!"

"'Sleeve Sword,' I love you!"

"Praise you, 'Sleeve Sword'!"

"..."

Franca turned her head with amusement.

She was infected by the emotions of these people, and the worry and fear in her heart dissipated quite a bit.

She knew that these members of the "Curly-Haired Baboons Research Society" were not afraid of the unknown investigation results and the truth that might shatter all expectations, but they had waited too long and longed for it too much. Any tiny hope would make them temporarily forget the pain and sorrow and release emotions of excitement and joy.

Franca then took a breath, took out Harrison's portrait, and stuck it on the back of the huge stone chair.

"Everyone, take turns to look!" Franca shouted and took the initiative to withdraw from the area where the mottled stone chair was located.

"Do you really think that is the intersection point of two worlds?" "Gandalf" blocked Franca and asked with a fiery tone.

Franca smiled awkwardly:

"A guess, still just a guess."

"Gandalf" nodded with satisfaction:

"That's no problem. Make bold assumptions and carefully verify them."

"You, do you think what kind of relationship Easter Island has with our world?" Franca asked "Gandalf" with anticipation and a bit of trepidation.

"Gandalf" chuckled:

"I don't have any preset conclusions yet; I need more information to study."

Franca looked left and right and lowered her voice.

She briefly shared the existence of the "Samaritan Woman's Spring," the "Netherworld Daoist," and the "Celestial Master" with the president, "Gandalf."

Before attending this gathering, she and Lu Mian had decided to tell "Gandalf" and other members of the "Curly-Haired Baboons Research Society" who had cooperated in the real world about this information—previously, it had only been shared with "Hela."

"Gandalf" listened attentively and made a judgment:

"The relationship between the two worlds might be closer than we imagined.

"The matter of transmigration might have started even earlier."

Without waiting for "Sleeve Sword" Franca to respond, this president of the "Curly-Haired Baboons Research Society" sighed to himself:

"With so many things and so many traces, we actually haven't encountered any of them, while you keep bumping into them frequently."

This probably requires you to praise the "True Creator"... Franca managed to hold back the urge to retort with great difficulty.

Saying goodbye to the half-giant-like "Gandalf," she was blocked again by the tall "007."

"We haven't found that person suspected to be Harrison." "007" gave brief feedback on the previous "person-finding" results.

"Perhaps he is no longer in Trier." Franca didn't complain about the low efficiency of the "Purifiers" anymore.

She looked at "007" wearing the lion mask and asked deliberately:

"Would you want to return to the original world?"

"007" was silent for a few seconds and said:

"Of course, but I'm afraid everything has already changed.

"Although, judging from the fact that the era Emperor Roselle transmigrated from is not much different from ours, if we go back now, we would only have missed a few days of life, but no one has ever gone back, so there's no way to give a definite conclusion. Perhaps coming and going are two completely different rules."

Franca was also silent.

"007" looked at "Gandalf," who was sitting on the steps writing and drawing something in a notebook, and asked Franca:

"What did you tell the president? I feel he's a bit excited."

Franca restrained her emotions and took the opportunity to share the things she told "Gandalf" with "007" as well.

"007" Angouleme was stunned for a moment and said through gritted teeth:

"Why didn't you tell me this information earlier?

"What other things haven't you told?"

"Isn't it because I'm afraid you'll really become a 007?" Franca joked, then was blocked by "007's" gaze, so she had to smile sheepishly, "Sometimes, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but that it's not suitable to tell you yet, or I don't have the right to tell you."

I'm not Lu Mian, who has to squeeze out a bit like toothpaste before it comes out. If I could really tell, I would definitely share everything... Franca added in her heart.

"007" knew that "Sleeve Sword" must have joined some secret organization, so he understood her difficulty, took two deep breaths, and calmed down.

He said as if to himself:

"You can find so many traces of another world in underground Trier; I don't believe the two major churches that have guarded Trier for over a thousand years have no discoveries at all.

"When I become a demigod and a high-ranking deacon, I should be able to read those dossiers, right?"

"Yeah, yeah." Franca nodded repeatedly in agreement.

In the corner where the "Academy" group gathered, "Professor," "Associate Professor," "Principal," "Isotope," and others had all seen Harrison's portrait that Franca stuck on the stone chair and were discussing related matters heatedly.

The lady with the periodic table drawn on her face with washable oil paint asked the people around her:

"If a way and channel to return to our world are really found, are you going back?"

"Professor" and "Associate Professor" looked at each other and said:

"If we can bring our children and don't have to abandon anyone, we would definitely hope to go back."

The "Principal," who was suspected to be a vampire, laughed:

"If I can retain my supernatural abilities, then I'm willing to go back."

"Isotope," who had a fake head on each side of his shoulders and wore a dummy mask, chuckled:

"I don't have any people or things I'm attached to, and a simple modern life can't replace the sense of achievement I've gained in this world. I don't want to go back."

"'Muggle,' what about you?" "Periodic Table" asked Lu Mian, who was listening quietly.

Lu Mian was startled for a moment and said in Aurora's tone:

"That is what I miss day and night.

"But I also want to take some people I'm close to."

After communicating for a long time, the topic of "going home" and "Easter Island" finally lost its heat. After everyone fell silent by mutual consent, Lu Mian raised his beautifully curved chin, looked around, and said:

"Who among you knows people from the 'Moses Ascetic Order'?"

Swish, most members of the "Academy" group cast their gazes toward "Muggle," staring at her rosy lips and fair skin exposed outside the hood.

"Why are you suddenly asking this question?" "Professor," who was wearing a butterfly tie, asked in confusion.

The "Academy" group had many "Wizards" who had exchanged information related to the "Moses Ascetic Order," so she wasn't surprised why "Muggle" would know about this secret organization.

Lu Mian replied with a smile:

"I want to pass a message to the 'Moses Ascetic Order'; there is a traitor among them."

"A traitor?" "Isotope" and the others were a bit bewildered.

Lu Mian didn't answer but asked instead:

"Have you heard of 'Mirror People'?"

According to Lady "Hela's" latest statement, members of the "Curly-Haired Baboons Research Society" who could enter the "Land of Night" with the help of incantations at most had problems with their thinking and carried contamination in their bodies; it wouldn't reach the point where even their life forms had changed without being discovered, so the possibility of "Mirror People" lurking here could be preliminarily ruled out.

"I've heard of it." "Professor," who was wearing a black half-face mask, nodded solemnly, "Cases of the original owner being replaced by their own 'Mirror Person' happen occasionally, but why those 'Mirror People' appear is still unknown. Perhaps official Beyonders have mastered corresponding information."

You know quite a lot about the mystical world... Lu Mian's lips curved into a smile:

"I know a 'Mirror Person' named Griffith who replaced the original owner, and his original owner was a member of the 'Moses Ascetic Order.' Of course, Griffith is definitely not the name he used in the 'Moses Ascetic Order'."

The members of the "Academy" group were silent and didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

Lu Mian didn't continue this topic either.

"Professor" looked at her and asked tentatively:

"'Muggle,' are you still in Trier?"

"Yes." Lu Mian responded with a smile.

"Professor" looked around and said:

"I plan to organize a real-world gathering for Trier members recently. Are you going to participate?

"Mainly people from our 'Academy' group."

Lu Mian's eyes flickered, and he curled his lips:

"Okay."

(End of chapter)