What’s wrong with the dream world!

Unless the outsider in the "Crow's Mouth" of the [Unlucky Guy] is not only a guy who can pose a threat to [Nightmare] or cause huge trouble, but also can bypass the inspection of the Supervisory Office... But there are actually very few people who meet these conditions...

But Xu Yuanjie still put the little eagle in her arms aside.

"It helped a lot."

Xu Yuanjie touched Xiaoying's head to prevent him from having wild thoughts again, and at the same time a strange color flashed in her eyes.

She whispered softly, as if she was talking to countless people in the distance, conveying her will.

"Check all the registered owners of the fate from top to bottom to see if you can confirm their location."

"As for the range..."

"Start with the six [permanent directors] and investigate from top to bottom."

……

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In the dim room, there was only a floor lamp in the corner emitting a faint yellow light. The two figures appeared particularly mysterious in the interweaving of light and shadow.

The old man was wearing a dark Tang suit with a neat collar and a calm demeanor between the silver threads; the young man was wearing a simple black suit with a plain collar pin on his collar.

The two men sat across from each other, black and white pieces interlaced on the chessboard. The battle seemed close, but a closer look revealed a hint of cynicism in the elder man's eyes, while the younger man's brow was furrowed.

As time went by, the situation on the chessboard became clearer and clearer. The old man seemed to be in control of the overall situation, with a smug smile on his face, while the young man tapped his fingers from time to time, his brows still furrowed.

Then the young man raised his head and looked at the old man straight with an expressionless face.

The old man's face froze.

"I give up!" He raised his hands high and surrendered quickly, fearing that he would be late for a second... as if the young man opposite would break three ribs on his left chest with one punch without any hesitation.

Without waiting for the young man to respond, the old man quickly confessed:

"Yes, I admit that I cheated by turning on 'Future Vision'."

Although the young man hadn't asked anything, the old man, as if he knew what was going on, answered the young man's question before he even asked it, and continued:

"I also know that you... or rather, you all, definitely didn't just come here to play chess with me. After all, my chess character is poor, and you are all 'well-known'."

"You came to ask me about the Ruler..."

The Silence of the Lambs: Chapter 122: Acceptance

"Since you 'foresee' our doubts, then don't waste any more time."

The young man placed his arm on the chessboard and with a slight sweep, the chess pieces on the board flew off the board.

The old man, also known as the [Prophet], chuckled and responded with an equal attitude:

"As long as you can enjoy the chess game just now, it's not a waste of time... Besides, you all have plenty of time. After all, you are all members of the same destiny, the Masses."

The young man—one of the [Crowd]—sighed, as if somewhat annoyed by the fact that the [Prophet], who was also a permanent member of the board like himself, was being as talkative as usual.

But at least it's not the Riddler... Thinking of this, he asked back unhappily but calmly:

"Since you believe that 'we' are a whole, how many seconds of the whole group do you think you're wasting by wasting one second of this young man in front of you?"

"Haha...they can't be confused with each other, they can't be confused with each other!"

The Prophet was originally going to respond with "You sound just like those leaders and teachers who have no logical knowledge at all", but as soon as the young man finished speaking, he changed his mind.

After all, he didn't want to break his right forearm.

Although young people are part of the [masses], the [prophet] is actually physically like an ordinary old man - at best, a long-lived old man.

Not all people with this fate are good at fighting, and this has nothing to do with ability priority.

As someone with a destiny that does not favor combat, the Prophet has his own way of dealing with people—using his abilities to avoid being in such situations.

If the Prophet appears in a dangerous place, it means that he must have a way to avoid conflict - this is the true meaning of the Prophet "never losing".

To prevent his age-related osteoporosis from suffering non-fatal but unnecessary injuries, the Prophet suppressed his "Riddler" urges and spoke slowly:

"I didn't mean to waste your time..."

Although it was really pleasant to cheat in chess and beat this colleague whose age and appearance were unknown, the main meaning of "prophet" was that he could clearly know all the present and future doubts of the "masses", but he did not answer them immediately like announcing the dishes.

“Sometimes, being able to see the results doesn’t mean you can ignore the process. Just like when I was young, I had to eat five steamed buns to feel full, but that doesn’t mean I can just eat the fifth one… The same is true for conversation.”

"Hierarchical and organized questions and responses, and the reflections generated by the interaction between the two, are the essential process of communication."

"Although people outside say that those of us in the 'omniscient' realm are generally riddlers, in reality, a large part of this isn't our fault. After all, a result without a process of argumentation is itself a riddle... Some of my juniors are still too young and lack communication skills and experience."

The younger generation mentioned by [Transcendence] in the field of “Omniscience” is naturally also the owner of the fate of the field of “Omniscience”.

The young man remained silent and watched coldly.

At this moment, the tightly closed door suddenly opened, and a third person came into this secret room. She was a female white-collar worker wearing a professional suit, a shirt on the upper body and a short skirt on the lower body.

She held the tray and gently placed a cup of tea in front of the young man, and then threw another cup of tea heavily in front of the old man.

The Prophet pretended not to notice this rude behavior and just slightly adjusted his posture to avoid the splashing tea from wetting his elegant Tang suit.

The woman's face had an expression completely different from that of the young man, showing obvious irritation.

But her words were just as disrespectful as those of the young people:

"That's because they're not you, whose predictions are always correct. Their Riddler was forced to do so, but your Riddler was definitely intentional!"

The [prophet] pretended not to hear the accusation of the other [crowd].

This accusation is simply full of blind faith and prejudice - his "riddles" may be intentional, but that is also because he is a fan of "dumpling-making" endings, and "riddles" are also an indispensable process to develop things to the ending he wants.

It has absolutely, totally, absolutely nothing to do with the fact that being the Riddler is a delight in itself!!!

The Prophet cleared his throat and stopped talking. He didn't look at the young man opposite him or the female office worker next to him. Instead, he closed his eyes and said slowly:

"I know that the actions she took just over ten minutes ago might have caused misunderstandings... but I can assure you that this was not a rebellion."

"At least it's not a rebellion this time."

The two [people] stared at the [prophet].

"Confirm that the real-time locations of the six permanent members are not a rebellion?"

The female office worker repeated irritably.

"At least it's not a rebellion this time?"

the young man repeated grimly.

The two of them opened and closed their mouths at the same frequency, and said in unison:

"[Prophet], are you getting senile? In your eyes, the future is equivalent to the present, and future crimes can be judged directly in the present."

"We don't understand. Why did you still let her go? You even kept lobbying us... and the other four people, not to take any action against her?"

The prophet, with his eyes closed, seemed not to feel any pressure from the noisy yet strangely coordinated voices of the crowd. He remained calm and composed as he spoke slowly and calmly:

"Because letting the [Dominator] go is the best outcome."

After receiving such a perfunctory answer, the young man and the female office worker looked at each other with some hostility.

"Alas, the process still needs to be completed."

The [Prophet] sighed. He could "see" the [masses'] dissatisfaction without opening his eyes.

He also had to start from the digression again.

"Among the six permanent members, the Masses have existed for as long as the Reincarnators, so ancient that it is impossible to verify, and even the parties involved cannot answer."

It seemed that they could sense the seriousness in the Prophet's words, so even though the crowd thought it was still "nonsense", they did not interrupt but listened quietly.

"Some of these rules may sound unrealistic, but as people who have experienced them firsthand, you should understand them more deeply—that is, the new generation of people with destiny will only have higher and higher starting points."

"Of course, I don't think ancient means backward, because those who have been active from ancient times to the present day can definitely be described by more than just the word 'ancient', just like the Masses and the Reincarnators."

"You are ancient because you are powerful."

A complex and proud expression appeared on the face of the female white-collar worker. She seemed to be proud of being "powerful" but also had some complaints about being "antiquated".

The young man's expression remained unchanged, but his relaxed brows seemed to indicate that he appreciated the Prophet's compliment.

The Prophet continued to keep his eyes closed and spoke slowly:

"Even though I'm almost 200 years old now, I'm able to continuously extend my experience into the future. I'm one of those people with the 'innate knowledge' destiny, which allows me to increase my knowledge without requiring actual experience. Therefore, I can also deeply understand that law."

“[The starting point for the new generation of destiny holders is limitless]”

"But the owners of the destiny that have already appeared have a determined starting point."

"In other words, theoretically speaking, there is actually a situation where the starting point of a newborn fate holder is the end point of that era."

The faces of young people and female white-collar workers also became serious.

The masses did not refute the Prophet's argument because they had witnessed and even experienced similar situations in the past.

Last episode was Invincible.

Next episode: Alien Enemies.

Of course, it would be more practical to call it a macho man/woman falling from the sky.

"Whenever this happens, violent conflict is almost certain to break out, regardless of the types of areas covered by the destiny... Because destiny is never balanced, there will always be people with a destiny that is broad and comprehensive, without any weaknesses."

"Even among us permanent directors, I, the [Gatekeeper], and the [Sailor] are those with abilities that tend to be extreme. Meanwhile, the [Sage], the [Reincarnator], and 'you' possess comprehensive abilities... I've even sometimes considered proposing to the [Gatekeeper] that we define a 'omnipotent' domain specifically for those of you with such abilities."

Hearing this, the young man and the female office worker seemed to think of something at the same time, and looked at the "Prophet" who had involuntarily changed the subject, with a hint of contempt in their eyes.

Still thinking about defining the classification... and still putting "omnipotence" on hold... Don't think we've forgotten what the original name of the 'omniscience' field should be... It should clearly be the "observation" field, but for the sake of prestige, we're begging the [Gatekeeper] to change the name in the official guide to the classification of fate...

The prophet closed his eyes, pretending not to notice the contemptuous gazes of the masses. He continued to select the most convincing statement from countless images and told it slowly:

"Actually, [Dominator] should also be classified here. She can gain other abilities by dominating other fate holders."

"Although Pillars and Standing Directors are merely job titles, much like the ranks of superheroes, they aren't a division of power. However, the Ruler truly surpasses the other Pillars in both strength and influence over the Federation."

"The Ruler is undoubtedly one of those new generation individuals with a very high starting point and exceptional talent... Of course, she's still within our reach, just like we have a way to treat Superman."

"But because [Fate] develops over time, there will only be more and more bombs, and their energy will only get bigger and bigger."

"So, if we don't want our cherished federation to be destroyed by a single mistake, we must learn to accept it."

The Silence of the Lambs: Chapter 123: Trusting Houyu's Wisdom

The words of the [Prophet] did not convince the two [Masses], and the quarrel between the two permanent directors continued in a two-on-one format.

"You have a point, but 'we' don't think everyone can accept it. And the young people you think are acceptable may not be willing to accept an old guy like you."

There was a distinct venom in the woman's voice.

"This is actually quite normal. Young people have their own youthful energy. Most of them are conceited, not to mention those with this fate... Having personality and ambition is quite normal. It's not a big deal. She will understand that some things can't be done just by wanting to do them."

The old man's voice was neither slow nor slow.

"But 'we' still hate her. Her personality and ambition are no reason for her to try to manipulate 'us'."

There was a hint of irritation in the young man's voice.

"But she hasn't done it yet, has she?"

The old man's tone remained calm.

"Just because she hasn't done it now doesn't mean she won't do it in the future. We know she has the potential, and in your eyes, she may even have the ability to do it."

The woman's voice sounded a little anxious.

"But how many of you can the current rulers identify? One in ten, one in a hundred, or one in a thousand? Perhaps even nearly half of you live outside the Federation."

The old man asked back in a tone that said, "Why make a fuss?"

"It doesn't matter how many 'I's' she can distinguish right now. The point is, in our eyes, she is ambitious, greedy, hypocritical, and overbearing... Do you want 'us' to accept someone who will never be satisfied?"

The young man's tone was unfriendly.

"The Ruler isn't as bad as you say. She's completed all the tasks assigned to her by the Federation very well. As the [common people], you should also be able to feel the changes in your lives. They are now safer, more harmonious, and more stable..."

Before the old man could finish his words, he was interrupted by the voices of the young man and woman:

"But she can also make 'our' lives authoritarian, closed, rigid...even dangerous at any time!"

"Ugh……"