Phantasmal Genesis - 433. Chapter 433

“The president is dead.”

A dim underground hole**, three kilometers from the ground, there is no channel connecting here, and the only way to enter and exit is through the teleportation array.

Immortal Dao, Demon Dao, Demon Dao, hundreds of people gathered together around an ordinary candle.

There is not much air in this enclosed space, but the flame on this candle can keep burning strangely.

This candle can shield all the information in this space, as if it is in its own right.

And, never extinguished.

This is the headquarters of the Blue and White Society. Everyone here has put aside the old grievances, righteous and evil, and walked together for a common purpose, to contain the anomalies of this world.

In this sad silence, a human monk with a national character face said:

“When the president was still alive, he said that if he dies, one of the five arbitrators can be selected to take over as the president. I would recommend a socialist!”

Everyone looked at one person, who was wearing a feather-like black robe, and there was no sense of existence in deep silence.

From the meeting to the present, he has not said a word.

Soon, several other big arbitrators also expressed their opinions one by one, and quickly determined the position of the blue and white club president of the social Daoist.

No one had any objections.

The cultivation, contribution, and magnanimity of the Taoist priest has always been recognized by everyone in the Blue and White Society, and some people have always thought that he is more suitable for this position than the first-generation president.

The appearance of the Taoist people is biased towards the Oriental, firm and self-confident, and there is a deep majesty in the silence.

He scanned everyone’s fiery eyes one by one, and walked to the candle. In an instant, only a deep darkness was left behind him.

The light of the candle shone on his face, and a ray of flame that never extinguished was reflected in the eyes of the Taoist priest.

“It has been more than two months since the establishment of the Blue and White Club. From the initial six people to the current 127 people, our strength has not grown much. Since the death of the first-generation president, I am the Blue and White Club. The second-generation president, if I die, you can choose one from the four major arbitrations to serve as the president.”

No one spoke, the Daoist continued: “This is an unseen change in the heavenly spirit world since ancient times. Since the emergence of the SCP Foundation, there have been incomprehensible anomalies around the world. This matter is due to the SCP Foundation. The source of the SCP Foundation must be eliminated.”

“The purpose of the establishment of the Blue and White Society is to return the heavenly spirit world to a Tiandao Langlang and eliminate all anomalies.”

“There is a long way to go, and on this road, everyone here may die, but for the sake of the heavenly spirit world, we chose to gather here.”

“I hope that everyone’s heart to calm the chaos in the containment will be as firm as the Taoist heart.”

At the end of the words, the Taoist people were extremely firm.

Everyone here knows that the previous generation president who died was the master of the Daoist, and no one was more sad than the Daoist at his death.

However, this also strengthened everyone’s heart.

Cultivators are people who hit the south wall and will knock it down. Perseverance and determination determine their strength.

The SCP Foundation appeared like a demon outside the territory, enough to arouse the hatred and anger in the hearts of most people in the heavenly spirit world.

This is the reason they gathered in the first place, and solving the chaos caused by the SCP Foundation is their ultimate goal.

The Daoist’s remarks were more effective than any exciting speeches. After speaking, people began to leave here one after another.

The face of Guozi came over and patted the shoulder of the Taoist priest, and said in a low voice: “The society, the heavenly spirit world has lasted for countless billions of years. What a terrifying turmoil we have come to today, the SCP Foundation is indeed strong, but we are not. If you have no chance, you have to hold on. If you also fall, the Blue and White Club will really be over.”

The Taoist priest lowered his head in silence, and the four arbitrators walked to him one by one and stopped.

When the Blue and White Society was first established and named, the first-generation president who died used his Dao number to confirm that the Blue and White Society was not called the Blue and White School, the Blue and White School, and the Blue and White Gate, but a weird one called the Blue and White Society. name.

From that day on, the Daoist had known that by doing this, the master knew that he would die one day, and the position of the president of the Blue and White Club would eventually fall on the Daoist.

He was always preparing for this day, but he did not expect that this day would come so fast.

When he was almost caught off guard, there was no time to grieve, and before the tears shed, he was pushed out by everyone and stood in the position of president.

In the current Blue and White Society, there are everyone, and he also knows that not everyone is at heart with them. Maybe there are many people who have their own conspiracies.

It’s not surprising that someone can see the power of the containment.

With such internal and external troubles, the position of the president of the Blue and White Club shows its difficulties.

Perhaps, before the SCP Foundation found them, they disintegrated themselves for internal reasons.

This possibility is very high.

The Daoist sighed. Sometimes even they themselves didn’t know why they had to go against the SCP Foundation and established the Blue and White Society.

However, since the Blue and White Society has been established, we must follow this path to the end.

Either the SCP Foundation disappeared, or everyone in the Blue and White Society died.

They couldn’t watch the SCP Foundation use its containment objects to destroy the heavenly spirit world. Whether they were a decent monk or a wicked monk, they would not sit back and watch this happen.

“Uncle Lan, what was the result of the investigation of the bug last time?”

The monk with the face of Guozi looked at the social Taoist seriously and said: “President, the person we sent to contain has died again, but it is certain that the SCP Foundation has not discovered the existence of these bugs.”

“Still in the original position?” asked the Taoist.

“Yes, it’s still in that valley. The bug seems to be…becoming more and more powerful.” Guozi said with a solemn face.

The socialist thought for a while, nodded and said: “Uncle Lan, you and Uncle Bai will go there with me. If we can contain this bug, we will have more points for the SCP Foundation.”

“Yes.” The two arbitrators nodded in response.

The worm mentioned by the social daoists is the most weird and terrifying containment they have found so far. When they were first discovered, it was just a ant-sized worm in a black carapace. This worm can be opened with teeth. Anything, and eat it to strengthen yourself.

At the beginning, they had successfully contained, but unexpectedly, a traitor appeared in the Blue and White Society who wanted to refine this worm into his own natal Gu worm.

After that, a melee was triggered.

After this melee was over, the talents of the Blue and White Society discovered that the bug had no idea how much it had swallowed, and quickly strengthened itself to an extremely terrifying level.

In the end, it was the first-generation president who trapped the bug within a range with another lamp-shaped container, which temporarily ended the chaos.