Chapter 146
Joey received the message at 2 PM on June 20th.
The commotion he caused in the Roland Kingdom the previous night had indeed attracted worldwide attention, forcing different countries that were originally going their separate ways to sit together, exchange intelligence, and discuss how to resolve the sudden extraordinary event in the Roland Kingdom.
Less than 19 hours had passed from the moment the incident occurred to Chandler stepping forward to communicate on behalf of various countries, expressing willingness to cooperate.
Even without Adams as an “insider”, Bai Yi in Joey, his vest, could guess what had happened to those people the moment he saw Chandler’s message.
“Oh, they finally agreed to sit down and compare notes? Indeed, only a shared crisis could make internally conflicting people choose to unite. This is humanity,” the mixed-race youth with classic, beautiful features slightly lowered his head, his long hair covering the subtle smile at the corner of his lips. “Though the method was simple and brutal, there’s no other way. There’s not much time for them to intrigue and consume each other now.”
He gently tapped the phone screen, sending a pre-prepared message to the person waiting on the other end: [I agree.]
After confirming all necessary information was transmitted, Joey’s attention returned to his main task—
At this moment, he sat in the central area of the cube transformed from the Death Gallery, the place he named the Artist Association Collection Room, with walls surrounding him hung full of classic paintings.
He closed his eyes, his consciousness entering his own woven spiritual world through the intangible Web of Thoughts, seeing another illusory cube space even more vast than reality. At the cube’s center, Adams was simultaneously monitoring numerous people’s progress, and within the different trial spaces segmented by the cube’s grid, the selected individuals were immersed in their trials.