Kendo True Explanation

  Colguelen Islands in the southern part of the Indian Ocean

  A small island surrounded by blue sky and deep blue ocean. Like a little blemish on the dark blue curtain, conspicuous and tiny.

  On one of the islands.

  The beach on the seaside of the island is very narrow, only a little bit, almost the whole island's pale yellow lace.

  Some scattered white people stood on the beach and looked at the sea in the distance.

  The sea breeze is warm and humid, with a little salty smell of sea water, the wind is strong, and the sun is scorching hot. The white men were all wearing sunglasses so they could see better. A caucasian blond woman wearing a white tube top and hot pants, revealing bronzed skin and a toned figure, is raising her hands high and constantly crossing them.

  On the blue sea in the distance, a little bit of white is approaching.

  Seeing from above, the white dots continuously drag out long white lines, rapidly approaching the island.

  As the distance approaches, the dots gradually reveal their true appearance.

   This is a large white yacht. On the bow of the ship above the deck, several figures were standing and looking towards the island.

  The humming of the yacht engine was approaching continuously along with the rushing sound of sea water hitting the beach.

  Standing at the bow were a woman and three men. The woman was a white man with a long and thin face, a mole at the corner of her mouth, brown curly hair with a shawl, and a cool swimsuit-style attire.

  Among the three men, except one of them is an Asian yellow man, the other two, one is a black man with a bald head, and the other is a blond white man with a short cut.

   Among them, the man of yellow race stood at the front and seemed to be the leader.

   "We went to five different places in five groups in a row. Hanz and the others were the easiest, as long as they were in New York. We actually have to come to this place that doesn't shit." The white woman frowned and complained.

   "The Colguelen Islands are one of the most desolate places in the Indian Ocean. They don't even have an airport. Why do they suddenly ask us to come here?" The leading Asian man looked puzzled.

  The black man on one side spoke.

   "I heard that there are no local residents on this island except for some scientific researchers. It is estimated that we will pick them up."

"The above only told us to leave after installing the equipment, and didn't mention who to pick up. Everyone, hurry up, go up and go back after installation. There is nothing in this place. I guess no one wants to spend the night here?" The Asian man who took the lead laugh it out.

"I remember that the New York Times reported here last year, saying that a biologist named John came here to study a small bug, saying that it was an atavistic research that could change the gene of bugs, I'll **** it Going back to the ancestors! It’s none of my business for the bugs to go back to the ancestors! If that kid lives here for a few more years, he’ll be able to go back to his ancestors by himself!” The white man with a cropped cut was very angry.

   "Tama, be civilized. We're about to meet civilized people." The white woman laughed.

  The yacht slowly approached the island.

   Several people got off the yacht and had a few polite words with the people on the beach. He hurriedly walked to the interior of the island, and some subordinates who got off the yacht behind him were moving boxes that were tightly sealed.

   A group of people came to the center of the island with people carrying boxes.

  The Asian man who took the lead ordered his subordinates to open the box, and some scientific researchers on the island who were dressed like aborigines also came to help.

"The people on this island are all our own people. Don't worry about leaking secrets. Open all the boxes. Bury the contents to a depth of five meters underground. Remember that the antenna should be exposed. Hurry up!" The black man directed the others, shouting loudly with.

  After these boxes were opened, there were still silver metal boxes inside. A retractable antenna is attached to the surface.

   Soon all the boxes were buried.

  Some of the machines sent by the island to participate were also pulled back.

  After being polite to the people on the yacht and the island,

   "Okay, you can go back first. I have to stay for a while. Annie will pick me up in six days." The Asian man ordered.

   "No problem. I'm looking forward to our two-person world." The white woman naturally went up to give the man a French wet kiss, then turned around and left decisively without leaving the water.

  The yellow-skinned man quietly watched the team members leave, and then the scientific researchers on the island also left one after another.

   Only then did he take out a small device similar to a mobile phone from his waist. After gently opening it, the screen of the device immediately lit up. .

  Suddenly, a golden light flashed in his eyes.

   Suddenly the whole person fainted to the ground.

  A thin layer of colorless fluctuations instantly enveloped the entire area.

   Fifty meters deep underground, in a silver-white underground base. Countless people are constantly flowing in it like flowing water. Some delivery pipelines are directly connected to the ground. Like a huge number of roots, each root is connected by many spaces.

  A large conference room on the top floor. One of the four walls is entirely a huge fluorescent screen.

  The screen suddenly turns on. Then it is divided into six small grids in a very orderly manner. Each cell is blurred at first, and then a head portrait of a character appears soon after.

  However, these characters have blurred faces, and they can't see any faces clearly.

   "This is my scientific research base in the Indian Ocean. Its privacy and security are absolutely guaranteed. I can propose it as our meeting place for free. What do you think?"

  In one of the cells, a middle-aged man's voice came to mind, obviously speaking synthetic English after processing.

   "Not bad, but are you going to use this as a bargaining chip? If this can also be used as capital, I can also provide a similar location as the meeting address." An old woman's voice came from another grid.

"Of course it's impossible. Although we don't know your true identities, aren't we here to unite everyone's network and strength? Behind each of us is a huge accumulation that ordinary people can't imagine. Presumably no one Will take that seriously," said another voice.

   "Okay, the last one is missing now." The middle-aged man said calmly.

  Chick!

  The large screen suddenly went out, and small imagers popped up on the four walls instantly. Bunches of white light shot down. Immediately, a virtual figure image was formed.

  A total of six projections, but one of them is still blurred. The six positions form a circle. In the middle is a huge white round table.

  In these projections, most of the faces are blurred, and the others are also covered in a faint mist.

   "There is one more. As a contact person, is it too dishonest not to be present?" One of the images said displeased.

   Hiss....

  In the instantly vacant position, a vague figure suddenly appeared.

   "I'm sorry to keep you waiting." The figure was covered with a touch of gold, sitting quietly on the high-back chair, with his hands on the armrests, and the surrounding blue mist loomed.

   "Then, everyone is here. Next, we need to discuss the organizational form. My suggestion is a parliamentary system."

   "Only with this system, no one here is willing to be inferior to others." An old voice echoed.

"I have no opinion."

  It is located in a position on the left, and in the projection, a tall man in a black suit is holding his face with his hands.

   "Then who should take the position of speaker?" His fingers tapped on the round table lightly, but the phantom actually made a crisp tapping sound on the round table. A mammoth breath slowly came out. Like a thick and viscous breath of blood, it immediately permeated the entire room.

   "You are Gagil!" One of the figures changed color slightly, "I didn't expect you to join. Since you are here, you must be the speaker." An old voice on the right was full of fear.

   "Fifth Earl Gagil...I didn't expect it to be you!" The previous synthesized voice was also afraid.

   "It's really boring, you recognized me so quickly?"

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  The man in the suit directly dispersed the mist covering his face. Showing a handsome and monstrous face, his eyes are like blood-colored gems, shining brightly, and his complexion is pale like a legendary vampire.

   "Jajir, long time no see. I never thought we would meet in such a situation." In the remaining two positions, a figure wrapped in white smoke said slowly, with a calm voice, it was the old female voice at the beginning. The fog dissipated instantly.

  A white-haired old man leaned on a black cane that was higher than himself, his eyes were like snakes with pure black narrow and long luster. She sat quietly in her seat, and inexplicable snake shadows kept appearing from her side.

   "Anjie Liya, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, yet you are still alive. Using snake venom to prolong your life is not good." Gajir smiled. .

   "It's the same for you, isn't the smell of human blood tired after so many years?" the old man said coldly.

  The fog around Angelia also slowly dissipated.

   "Since we are old friends, there is no need to hide it." A blond man with a mustache shook his glass of red wine gently. A lazy breath suddenly spread out.

   "Night King, Snake Demon, long time no see."

   "Griffin...you're here too." Angelia tightened her hand holding the cane.

   "In the entire dream world, almost a small half of the top power is present. Today is a rare occasion. I thought I would be able to become the speaker with confidence, but I didn't expect the suspense to be so great now." The night king's scarlet eyes became brighter and brighter.

   "Isn't it better to have suspense? It's too boring that everything is doomed." Griffin gently took a sip of the red wine.

  The remaining two positions were silent for a while.

   "Since the three adults have come, we feel that we are not qualified to participate in this level. The speaker is naturally selected from the three, and we have no objection." The synthesized voice that provided the venue said.

   "Of course." The Night King knocked heavily on the table.

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   His eyes turned to the only place where there was no sound.

   "The golden organization is very good. As the founder, I allow you to have your own decision-making power."

   "Allow?" The golden figure who had been silent all this time smiled softly. "Night King, do I need your permission?"

   Hoo!

  The blue and golden aura exploded suddenly, turning into a breeze and blowing towards the Night King.

  The latter's face changed slightly. The **** light film around him flickered away. The instant and the golden-blue aura offset each other, turning into countless light spots and annihilating directly.

   "Very good." The Night King said in a deep voice.

   "I recognize your qualifications. Unexpectedly, I have another A-level in the dream world. Everyone competes fairly."

  Amidst the golden breath, Lin Fei's complexion also changed slightly. The Night King's strength exceeded his imagination.

   "The breath of the divine weapon plus the blue fire that completely restrains the dream eater can't suppress the opponent. This guy...for the dream eater, he should have A-level strength..."

  He could clearly feel that the other party, like himself, only used a little bit of strength, and when they really fought, the result was still unknown. If it wasn't for Lan Huo's complete restraint of the power of the dream, it is estimated that he would have been instantly killed by it.

   "Three A-level..." Lin Fei glanced over the other three. Unexpectedly, such a powerful force is still hidden in the dream world.

   "Then, let's start discussing the formal establishment of the organization. Our joint scope, rights and obligations, and our purpose!" Griffin said lightly. "The surface world has been occupied by people from the inner world for too long. I have long been fed up with living in the shadows. We dream eaters are naturally better than ordinary people. We have twice as much time as ordinary people. The world should be Ruled by a good race like us."

   "This is our ideal all along." Snake Girl said coldly. "Golden power now binds us together. This is an opportunity. As long as we all unite, no one can stop our steps!"

   "Really?" The Night King clasped his hands together and chuckled. "I have to remind everyone, what do you think about the existence of forces such as heretic pantheon?"

   "Time can also accumulate strength. What we lack is only longevity. As long as we have time, everything is possible." Griffin said calmly. "As long as we unite thoroughly, we will start by occupying Alisa's Gate."

   "Very good proposal." Lin Fei said. "It just so happens that I have a mark of Alisa's Gate in my hand." He stretched out his hand, and a shrunken Alisa's Gate slowly emerged in his palm. Keep spinning.

   Suddenly everyone's eyes were on Lin Fei's hands.

   "After all, the world can't stop us from moving forward..." Griffin murmured. "Everything is ours!"

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