Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 558 Brahma Law, You Don't Want Charles to...
The air in the conference room was as oppressive as the deep sea.

There were no windows; the cold alloy walls completely shut out the outside world. Only the strip lights embedded in the ceiling cast a cold, pale light, making the room feel eerie.

The air circulation system emitted a barely audible, low hum, like the breathing of a deep-sea monster, making the deathly silence seem even heavier.

"Lord Adam...please spare Chief Charles."

The woman who usually wore a strict priestly robe and led the priests in judging all beings with a cold and dignified demeanor, was now kneeling at the man's feet, her pleas unusually humble.

Linglong Moyu sat upright in the chair, leaning slightly forward, her ten fingers interlaced and placed on the smooth tabletop.

He lowered his eyes, looking down at the woman at his feet who had completely abandoned her dignity and pride, his gaze indifferent, as if admiring an interesting and exquisite object.

In the power structure of the Light and Shadow Society, Vincent's position was second only to Charles and himself.

Now, however, it is merely a creature groveling at his feet, humbly wagging its tail and begging for mercy, all in an effort to save its master.

Linglong Moyu's despicable and wicked sense of humor grew stronger.

Although he didn’t actually intend to kill Charles for various reasons, that didn’t stop him from taking this opportunity to crush this unattainable beauty and enjoy her broken and humiliated state.

"I think I have made myself very clear."

Linglong Moyu's voice was calm and even, yet it was more hurtful than any insulting words.

“Charles plotted a rebellion, intending to overthrow the Lighthouse. This is a serious crime that could shake the very foundation of the Lighthouse. We both know how he should be punished according to the fundamental laws of the Lighthouse.”

His shadow completely enveloped the kneeling Brahma.

"Lord Lightbearer, we are both enforcers of the Lighthouse. Now, tell me, what should I do with him?"

"I know!"

Fanlu's clenched teeth finally broke down, and tears streamed down his face. "I know... I know the leader has committed an unforgivable crime. But in the end, his actions did not cause irreparable consequences, did they?"

“Apart from a few of us, the rest of the people just thought it was a routine wartime deployment! I don’t expect you to pardon all his crimes, I only ask… I only ask that you consider that he is the city lord…”

She paused, ultimately not daring to reveal the fully known secret, "...For the sake of him, give him a lenient sentence! Spare his life!"

Ling Moyu leaned back in her chair and fell silent.

He neither agreed nor refused, seemingly hesitant.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Fanlu quietly raised his head, which had been hanging low, and looked up at him. A spark of hope ignited in his heart.

Wavering means there is an opportunity.

What she had to do was to add weight to the already wavering scales in Mo Yu's heart, making him completely tilt to the other side!
She bent down, kowtowed deeply, and humbly kissed the tips of his shoes.
"Adam... no, Lord Moyu."

Fan Lu's gentle voice trembled slightly, "Chairman Charles has been running the Light and Shadow Society for many years. Even if he has no merit, he has worked hard. If you can give him a chance to repent, the vast majority of believers in the church will surely be grateful for your kindness and compassion."

She paused, a flicker of pain crossing her eyes, then raised her head again, her expression transforming into a deliberate allure.

“As a radiant person standing beside Charles, I failed to promptly admonish and stop his rebellious behavior, and I am equally guilty.”

"I am willing to take part of his guilt upon myself. I accept all your punishment and...whipping."

As Fanlu spoke, he pressed his cheek against Moyu's knee.

She crushed all her dignity and pride with her own hands and presented them to this man, showing the most submissive subservience.

Her warm breath, through the thin fabric, conveyed the burning heat and anxiety in her heart.

Linglong Moyu remained silent.

He simply reached out and gently stroked her smooth, long black hair, feeling the silky texture on his fingertips.

The moment the large hand touched the top of her head, Fanlu's body trembled violently, but she bit her lip tightly, not daring to have the slightest thought of dodging.

Time, in the deathly silence, passed by second by second.

【21:55】

"Click——"

The slight sound of the door hinge turning was like a thunderclap in Fan Lu's ears!
Her body froze instantly, as if her blood had been completely frozen at that moment.

It's too late!
That was the only thought in her mind.

However, Linglong Moyu, who was sitting upright in the chair, subtly moved her body back a little and spread her legs slightly apart.

The small, dark area under the conference table was revealed.

Watching her scramble into the shadows, Mo Yu felt an almost perverse sense of satisfaction.

The holy Lightbearer is now nothing more than a mother beast in a panic.

"Squeak~!"

The door was pushed open completely.

Jingnan gently touched her forehead with one hand and slowly walked in.

Everything that happened today had a huge impact on her.

Father critically ill, brother rebels, lighthouse falls, a desperate fight for survival...

She had been busy all day without stopping, and even though she felt tired, her slightly pale face did not detract from her beauty. Instead, it added a touch of pitiful intellectual beauty to her dignified and beautiful face.

Jingnan subconsciously glanced around the room.

Just as she pushed open the door, she seemed to... vaguely hear a woman's voice?
But in this small meeting room, which was temporarily converted from an office, everything was laid out at a glance.

Apart from the tall figure sitting in the main seat, there was no one else.

Linglong Moyu leaned forward slightly, his hands crossed on the table, the hem of his white coat hanging down, completely covering most of the chair he was sitting on.

He showed no intention of getting up, but merely raised his hand indifferently, indicating:
"Sit anywhere."

Jingnan didn't care about these formalities; she was too tired to even say another word.

A full day of overwork had already dulled her reflexes; her brain had gone on strike, refusing to engage in any deeper thinking.

In the end, I simply attributed the slight sense of unease to my own illusion caused by overwork, and didn't think much of it.

He simply walked to the opposite side of Mo Yu, reached out and pulled out a bench, then lazily nestled his tired body into the back of the bench.

A pair of long, slender legs, encased in tight black trousers, crossed naturally, their black high heels swaying restlessly.

Occasionally, the tips of the shoes would inadvertently kick the partition in the middle of the table, making a soft "tap-tap" sound.

Through the thick solid wood tabletop, Linglong Moyu could feel the stiffness and trembling of the soft body hiding in the cramped space under the table.

He could even picture Fanlu huddled in the darkness, biting his lip tightly, too afraid to make a sound.

He gently touched her cheek with the tip of his shoe.

Linglong Moyu remained motionless, his face still bearing that indifferent expression as he looked at Jingnan.

"You seem to be in a good mood,"

Jingnan was unaware of what was happening. She simply rubbed her throbbing temples, trying to soothe her tense nerves, and exclaimed in surprise, "I rarely see you smile."

"Is there any?"

Linglong Moyu lowered her gaze slightly as if nothing had happened, her smile widening. "But I am indeed quite happy today."

He could clearly feel his condescending gaze causing the delicate body in the darkness to tremble slightly, and then become anxious.

Linglong Moyu paused, finding a perfect excuse for his good mood: "The Lighthouse not only successfully weathered an unprecedented crisis, but also gained twenty more Awakened Walkers."

"This means that our future ground collection missions will be much smoother and safer. The future of the lighthouse is bright. Isn't that something to be happy about?"

"The enlightened one?"

Jing Nan carefully considered the unfamiliar term. "Are you referring to those Heavy Dimension Warriors who awakened extraordinary powers?"

Why do you call them "Awakened Ones" instead of "Awakened Ones"? Is there any special meaning behind it?

"The enlightened understand the mind, the practitioner puts it into practice; this is the meaning of the unity of knowledge and action."

Linglong Moyu explained leisurely, tapping her fingertips casually.

The darkness of the Brahma Temple seemed to be caused by prolonged lack of oxygen and intense mental stress.

What was a barely perceptible movement to Jingnan was nothing short of a thunderclap to Fanlu in the darkness.

She was startled, and a faint whimper mixed with fear escaped her throat, but she quickly swallowed it back.

Linglong Moyu squinted his eyes contentedly, his body slightly tense, and continued:
"The meaning of 'enlightened practitioner' is to remind oneself that one is not yet perfect and that in addition to 'awakening', one also needs the true practice and realization of 'asceticism'."

Jingnan nodded thoughtfully: "Is this the same kind of power as the ancient martial arts internal force research report you submitted yesterday? Is it possible for everyone to become an enlightened practitioner simply by practicing ancient martial arts?"

Linglong Moyu reached out and adjusted the non-prescription glasses on her nose.

He really couldn't answer that question, since he was able to push the life essence to a turbulent state not through normal channels, but by cheating.

However, he did consult with some experts in the chat group about this issue...

Linglong Moyu held up two fingers and shook them: "The first method is to cultivate both internally and externally through ancient martial arts, gradually adjusting the body and mind to perfection, thereby naturally feeling the existence of the life essence. This can be called gradual cultivation."

"The second type is that human emotions, or rather, mental will, can influence the state of one's own life essence. The strong will triggered by extreme emotions can be propelled into a turbulent state, thus directly becoming an enlightened practitioner. That is, sudden enlightenment."

"There is no superiority or inferiority between the two methods, nor do they conflict with each other; they can be trained simultaneously. Moreover, even if one becomes an enlightened practitioner through sudden enlightenment, one still needs to continue practicing after enlightenment."

He leaned back slightly and continued, "After all, even among Awakened Ones, the difference in combat power between those who have undergone systematic training and those who haven't may be greater than the gap between well-trained soldiers and ordinary civilians."

Jingnan nodded knowingly.

Leaving aside other matters.

Mo Yu, who can wield the power of ice and freeze a giant-toothed double-jawed beast single-handedly, is clearly more than a level stronger than the other Awakened Ones.

A casual chat about the new power system successfully captured Jingnan's full attention.

Completely absorbed in contemplating this new power, she was completely unaware of the subtle, unnatural movements of the man sitting opposite her.

The time has come to 22:10!
The door was pushed open again. Victor, with a face covered in grotesque scars and a mechanical arm, walked in.

Jingnan immediately stood up to show his respect for the veteran lighthouse keeper.

Linglong Moyu remained seated in the main seat, leaning back slightly and then turning off the light shining under the table once more.

Victor's gaze swept over his indifferent face, not paying attention to such details, and he said in a deep voice, "I apologize, Lord Morgan's physical condition just now fluctuated a bit, which caused some delay."

Linglong Moyu smiled and said calmly, "It's alright, it's just a small meeting between the three of us. Please have a seat."

Victor nodded and sat down opposite Jingnan, just like him.

His arrival plunged Fan Lu, who shouldn't have been at the meeting but was eavesdropping in the dark, into extreme fear.

In the darkness, her whole body froze, her jaw trembling uncontrollably. She could only bite her lip tightly to keep from making a "clucking" sound.

She felt a strong pang in her heart, fearing that the unpredictable Mo Yu would expose this secret that could lead to her utter ruin.

However, Linglong Moyu did not make any other statement, as if she had not noticed anything unusual about her at all.

She simply reached out and poured Victor a glass of water.

Victor took it and drank a sip.

Jingnan then asked worriedly, "What happened to the city lord? Is he alright?"

Victor's expression was grave: "Dr. Lottie said that due to the energy outage during the lighthouse's restart, coupled with a shortage of medical supplies, the initial window for optimal treatment was missed. If the medication cannot be obtained soon, the condition may worsen further."

Jingnan's face also darkened.

She sighed: "The original computing center is still unusable. Too many more important control systems need to be separated from it to operate independently. The lighthouse's existing backup servers are insufficient to support the restart of the ground communication system."

If possible, she would naturally want to contact the hunter team that was on a mission on the ground as soon as possible.

The problem is that limited computing resources must be prioritized for those more urgent and critical needs.

While ground communication systems are important, they come before ecological circulation systems, navigation stability systems, and so on—each of which could potentially destroy the entire lighthouse.

Even if Jingnan were in charge of this matter, given her personality, it would be difficult for her to prioritize restoring the ground crew communication system for her own selfish reasons.

"The computing power of the mainframe used for gene matching by the Light and Shadow Society can be temporarily diverted," Linglong Moyu's voice suddenly rang out.

A hint of joy flashed in Jingnan's eyes.

Victor paused for a moment before speaking, "I suggest we don't lift the wartime mode for now. The city defense forces, the priests, and the hunters should continue to be under the unified command of Mo Yu."

"In this way, the mainframe computing power of our city defense army can also be temporarily diverted."

Jingnan turned her head in surprise and looked at Victor.

The computing power of the Light and Shadow Club's mainframe is already sufficient to start the ground support communication system.

Victor's move was clearly a pretext to completely hand over his military power to Mo Yu.

Victor's expression remained calm.

The Lighthouse has three main violent institutions: the Law Priests for internal affairs, and the Wilderness Hunters for external affairs.

The city defense army is nominally responsible for guarding the major departments of the lighthouse, but the lighthouse is a doomsday floating city with no external enemies, only the ground-based Devouring Beasts.

Therefore, the city defense army was actually a royal guard that only obeyed the orders of the city lord.

One emperor and one courtier.

Other positions may remain unchanged, but his position will inevitably change as long as the city lord is replaced.

Since that's the case, rather than holding onto it and waiting for the new king to kill and snatch it, it's better to hand it over voluntarily in exchange for a favor.

In this way, he could at least retain his thirty-man personal guard squad to continue protecting Lord Morgan in the medical room.

"I……"

Jingnan pondered for a moment and then spoke up.

As he listened quietly in the darkness, Fan Lu was filled with utter shock when he heard that Victor had voluntarily relinquished his military power.

When Jingnan spoke, she became even more agitated.

She knew very well that although Jingnan often argued with Charles, as her older sister, she loved her younger brother very much.

Driven by immense panic, she pleaded even more humbly with Mo Yu not to strip Charles of his last talisman.

Linglong Moyu narrowed his eyes, raised his hand to interrupt Jingnan, and chuckled, "The Lighthouse is currently in a precarious situation, with everything in need of rebuilding."

"Sister Nan, you're not planning to shirk your responsibilities now and leave all the burden on my shoulders, just to embarrass me, are you?"

Jingnan opened his mouth, but the words of resignation that were already on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back down.

It seems that Mo Yu has no intention of relinquishing the power she holds.

Seeing this, Victor felt relieved.

The most important departments of the Lighthouse—the Light and Shadow Society, the City Defense Force, the Research Department, and the Wilderness Hunters—are almost all related to Morgan.

Now that Mark is gone and Charles is under criminal charges, the power of the Light and Shadow Society will inevitably fall into Mo Yu's hands.

And he, as the commander of the city's defense forces, voluntarily relinquished his military power.

Morgan's only remaining direct descendant was his adopted daughter, Jingnan, born to his wife.

If Mo Yu really takes away all of Jing Nan's power, then no one would believe that he wouldn't eradicate the Morgan faction completely.

Linglong Moyu subtly nudged Fanlu's chin from the shadows.

It seems to be saying: Look, I have granted your request.

Although his decision was based on purely political considerations and Jingnan's personal abilities.

However, even though Fanlu was moved by his own sacrifice, he would still take credit for the achievement to some extent, even if he could still think straight.

But as the discussions progressed to this point, the air suddenly fell silent.

Linglong Moyu squinted.

Jingnan, however, seemed hesitant to speak.

Because next, it's time to address Charles's question.
This is an extremely sensitive point, and one that is very easy to cause disagreement.

Because she values ​​her family, she naturally wanted to protect Charles.

But she couldn't figure out what Mo Yu's attitude was at all.

She feared that her protection would remind him of power struggles, which would backfire and harm Charles.

Victor remained expressionless and silent.

Although he had never liked Charles, that spoiled brat, the blond was, after all, Morgan's only bloodline.

If he could, he wouldn't actually want Charles to die like that.

But he was also unable to speak.

However, by not expressing any opposition, he was already helping Charles.

"Da da da!"

Linglong Moyu seemed oblivious to the somber atmosphere, resting her chin on her left hand and casually tapping the table with her right index finger, making a crisp sound.

To Jingnan and Victor, this sound was merely noise breaking the silence, a form of pressure and probing from Moyu.

But for Fan Lu, who had spent a great deal of effort to secure this opportunity to eavesdrop on the meeting and ultimately decide Charles's fate, the monotonous knocking sound was nothing less than a death knell.

The crisp sounds seemed to strike her heart, pushing her to the brink of collapse.

Fan Lu opened his mouth wide silently, his vision blurring due to lack of oxygen, but he dared not utter a single groan.

Please, please,
Let him go!
Let the leader go!

Linglong Moyu's fingers tapping on the table suddenly lost their rhythm for a moment.

He could sense that the little secret in the darkness seemed to be getting out of control due to the excitement of his emotions.

Jingnan's brows furrowed even more.

She always felt that Mo Yu's legs seemed to be trembling very slightly and rhythmically.

And the conference table seemed to vibrate slightly.

Is it an illusion?

Although she found it strange, she didn't think too far ahead, since she also liked to shake her leg.

"Regarding the riot by members of the Church of Light and Shadow during today's unrest..."

Linglong Moyu finally spoke, breaking the suffocating silence, "The lighthouse did not suffer any major damage."

"I believe that although Charles, the head of the association, is guilty of dereliction of duty for failing to manage his subordinates, he is not the chief culprit."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the conference room breathed a sigh of relief.

Jing Nan quickly spoke up: "Although no major losses were caused, the riot by the church members shows that Charles, as the leader, is clearly incapable of managing the Church of Light and Shadow. I suggest that he be stripped of his position as leader!"

Having already offered a way out, she immediately relinquished Charles's rights.

After all, as Adam of the Light and Shadow Society, no matter how you look at it, with his current strength and reputation, having Charles as his direct superior is practically the same as sitting on a pile of time bombs.

Linglong Moyu looked at Victor.

Victor said expressionlessly, "I am not in a position to comment on political matters, but I personally agree with removing Charles from his position as head of the association."

"In that case."

Linglong Moyu nodded and said indifferently, "Then strip Charles of his political rights for life, and leave everything else unchanged."

(End of this chapter)