"I have decided that if Long Yun and Neo can return from Afghanistan alive, I will start the final process of the 'Melting Pot Project'." Old Habs said: "This is what I promised Long Yun, if he can come back from Afghanistan, I will let him participate in the 'Melting Pot Project', and promise him to form his own hunter team." ”

"Mr. Habs, should you reconsider this decision......

"yes, yes, it's not as simple as you being a dancer in a stripper/dance bar, Habs, I think you'll have to think about it."

"As a representative of one of the four pure-blood families, I thought I would raise my objections."

The room was suddenly chaotic, and the old guys looked unhappy.

"Finch, do you know the origin of that kid named Long Yun? It seems a little abnormal for a half-breed to have such a great ability. "Don't forget, during World War II, your Tianmu Company was infiltrated by the spies of the Liberation Society, and in the end, the entire 'Manhattan' project was almost ruined, and we lost a lot of elites. As I recall, the guy who infiltrated the North American Operations Division was your favorite person. ”

Of course, Finch will not forget this incident, and he must not forget it, because in the end, Finch personally led people to take him down, and it is indeed as Andry said, if Finch was ten minutes late, the spy would blow up the entire secret base of the "Manhattan" project, the Oak Ridge Laboratory.

Bringing up the old story is very embarrassing to Finch.

"Enough!" Old Habs suddenly stood up from his chair, although it was only a 3D virtual image, but even through these digitized virtual data, he could still feel the hair on the neck of the old lion exploding.

A qualified leader must first have the ability to hold down the people below. Old Habs led the Presbyterian Council for nearly a century, and although he became a little nervous after the loss of his son in his later years, he was a strange man everywhere, but when it came to earnest, the president's decisiveness and majesty were immediately like water gushing out of a flood dam, instantly sweeping people into the bottom of the water, making it difficult to breathe.

That's the power of bloodlines! As the most powerful descendant of Odin in the human world, the reason why the Habs family can stand out among the four major families is not for nothing.

The fried-haired old lion looked around at everyone at the table, his pupils burning with the blazing blue flame of Moria, his eyes were like two red-hot soldering irons, no matter who made the slightest contact with his gaze, he would immediately feel the burning pain, and he would not dare to look directly.

"If anyone here has an opinion, you can put forward your candidacy, I absolutely welcome it, if not, please keep your mouth shut. After World War II, you have enjoyed enough Qingfu, just like the Chinese say, born in sorrow and died in peace, I think you probably only remember to keep the power in your hands, forget when it is, if the second doomsday war really comes, and the Lord God Odin does not recover, who can stand up against Surtr, the destroyer on the throne of Atlantis? ”

He began to stretch out his slender index finger again, calling them one by one.

"You? Andre? ”

Andre tilted his head to one side, holding his glass silently.

"Could it be you? Phillips? ”

Phillips looked up at the ceiling, pretending not to hear.

The old guys in the room, old Habs, sat back in their seats.

"Okay, it looks like we've reached a consensus today." Old Habs returned to his prodigal nature and waved his hand: "Let's dismiss, I have to fly to Hawaii in the afternoon, and Mrs. Crawford is still waiting for me to apply sunscreen to her." ”

……

"Are we on the wrong track?" Long Yun stopped and looked back at the two female companions, "Why are you walking around, as if you have been circling in circles?" ”

Garan looked up and said, "It shouldn't be wrong, after passing through the Sokwabek Palace, you can reach the end of the Rainbow Bridge, where is the gate of the Norn Palace, and the Well of Destiny is in the palace." You know, we dark elves live in the dark forest all year round, and no one is more familiar with the terrain than we are. ”

Long Yun looked at his watch and frowned: "But we've been walking here for nearly two hours. ”

He looked around, the so-called Sokwabek Palace is said to be the residence of the Sakya goddess, the palace is not made of stone, but is made of countless huge crystal stones, and when people walk into it, the mirror surface of the crystal reflects the surroundings, making people hallucinate.

"I think something is wrong!" Long Yun always felt that there was an indescribable gloom in this palace with dazzling white light, "You wait for me here, I'll go around and see by myself, if something is wrong, you can summon the dragon and leave here." ”

Leaving Garan and Selena, Long Yun carved arrow marks on the ground with the Mad Dog Tactical Knife as he walked, if this palace was a labyrinth and he was just going around in circles, then he would definitely return to the marked place.

This time, Long Yun paid close attention to the changes around him, and sure enough, he didn't go far, and when he squatted on the ground and planned to mark again, the surrounding scenery seemed to change in an instant.

It's a strange change, so subtle that it's almost imperceptible, like a scene hidden in the water, after a ripple or ripple, and then a completely different scene is presented to you.

Long Yun felt an inexplicable chill, and the goosebumps on his body were unrecognizable, there must be something strange here, as for what it was, he didn't say clearly.

Just as he was about to bow his head and finish marking half on the ground, Long Yun was suddenly taken aback, the arrow he had carved on the ground just now had completely disappeared, and he couldn't see any of it.

For the sake of safety, Long Yun drew a mark on the ground every ten meters or so, but the half-drawn arrow just now not only disappeared, but even the mark he had made in the place ten meters ago completely disappeared.

After looking for a long time like a fly, Long Yun had to admit a fact - he was lost.

"me!" Long Yun stomped his feet in annoyance, and then shouted, "Garan! Selena! Do you hear me!? ”

The huge palace echoed with Long Yun's voice alone, and no response could be heard at all, this dilapidated but majestic divine palace was like a huge mausoleum, without the slightest breath of a living person.

Long Yun took out the snatch and fired a bullet at the wall, and the bullet hit the wall, causing a circle of ripples, as if it was shot into water, and there was no damage in the slightest.

"What's going on!?" Long Yun's face turned pale.