Global Erosion: Non-Human Claims to Be My Mr.

"Hahaha".

"Everyone is here early!"

Qin Mo, Zuo Qian and the other two, led by Jie Yin, walked into a grand white building that looked like a cathedral.

Jie Yin stopped in front of a door and motioned Qin Mo, Zuo Qian and his group to go in.

The half-closed door opened to both sides, and the voice of greeting came into my ears.

The moment Qin Mo, Zuo Qian and the other two stepped into the door, they were met with several sharp glances.

Some looked at him with scrutiny, some looked at him with curiosity and indifference, and some looked at him with a hint of hostility...

Qin Mo, who was transferred at the same time as Zuo Qian, received much more attention than the other three.

The people behind this door include familiar ones, hostile ones, but no strangers.

Qin Mo's appearance caused everyone to shift their gaze unconsciously.

Who is he?

The same thought flashed through the minds of everyone present.

Zuo Qian glanced at the entire audience, and his eyes changed slightly when they moved to certain places.

Soon, Zuo Qian had the same smile on his face as everyone else in the room.

Qin Mo stared at Zuo Qian calmly, his eyes moving slightly.

Li Ming and Shi Li entered the door, consciously reducing their presence and keeping quiet.

Qin Mo sensed the subtlety of the atmosphere and lowered his eyes to hide his wavering gaze.

Zuo Qian turned around and led Qin Mo to sit down on the right side of the door.

As he sat down, most of Zuo Qian's sharp gaze shifted to Qin Mo beside him.

The person on the other side of the left move was probably someone he knew.

The moment he sat down, he greeted Zuo Qian with a smile.

Zuo Qian also responded in a low voice. After a few exchanges between the two, Qin Mo no longer felt that the time was unbearable.

"Master Zuo Ju, who is that person next to you?"

"It cannot be said."

Zuo Qian suppressed his half smile, his face looked solemn and his tone was mysterious.

The domain master's eyes flickered as he tried to test it, and he nodded half-believingly and half-doubtingly.

Qin Mo lowered his eyes, his long black eyelashes hiding the doubt in his eyes.

He heard the conversation between Zuo Qian and the other man, but he didn't understand why his identity needed to be kept secret.

Qin Mo's thoughts were in turmoil, but he didn't show any expression on his face.

Those who knew more glanced at Qin Mo twice, then looked away and stopped looking.

The extra glance was because of Qin Mo's outstanding appearance.

While Qin Mo was being looked at, he was also observing others.

The huge white oval table is divided by a white chair with gold edges facing the door, and white chairs are placed on both sides.

The white chair under Qin Mo belonged to one of them.

【Name：Round Table】

[Round Table: A must-have for the Templars to hold round table meetings]

[Features: exquisite and luxurious; sacred aura; tempered by thousands of hammers; absorbs water; restores energy (2%)...]

[Self-introduction: I have first-class desks and chairs, and I have a first-class mind]

[Evaluation: A meeting without a round table cannot be a round table meeting - Declaration of a certain Templar Knight (Comparing people will make you angry, and comparing goods will make you throw them away!)]

Qin Mo: “…”

Just because he is poor is not necessarily his problem.

It must be your fault that you mocked me.

Bang!

A stronghold owner with a fierce and aggressive expression slammed his fist heavily on the round table and said mockingly:

"Why should so many of us wait for someone who relies on luck?"

Hearing this, an empty white chair with gold edges appeared in the corner of Qin Mo's eyes.

This bad-tempered stronghold owner is undoubtedly the owner of this place.

There was a huge round table with many people sitting down at it.

At this moment, the few empty seats and the owner of the white gold-rimmed chair who had never appeared were very eye-catching.

After turning around, Qin Mo's gaze finally fell on the round table that was as solid as a rock.

The round table features have been refined over and over again, is this how it is used?

Snapped!

The round table took another hard blow, bearing the weight of life.

"That guy!".

"Go tell your master we don't have time for his nonsense".

The angry voice was still floating over the conference room, and the door that was only open for two or three people to pass through suddenly opened completely to both sides.

A tall man in platinum clothes appeared in everyone's sight.

The noisy meeting room suddenly became quiet.

The person who was shouting loudly changed his image and sat down calmly.

Life is like a play, and everyone is the best actor.

Crunch!

The man in platinum clothes walked into the meeting room, and the two people following him turned around and closed the door.

One was wearing a black tuxedo and the other had a dagger on his waist.

The combination of the housekeeper and the female guard made Qin Mo's heart move.

The man in platinum clothes walked straight to the white chair with gold edges above and sat down, despite everyone's gaze.

"Serve the tea!".

The man in platinum clothes raised his head slightly and opened his lips.

Qin Mo glanced sideways.

After closing the door, the butler in a black tuxedo standing behind a white chair with gold edges had a tray in his hand. On the tray was the tea that the man in the platinum suit had requested.

Wow!

The butler in the black tuxedo lowered his head slightly, and starting from the right hand side of the man in the platinum suit, he placed the smoky green tea cups one by one and poured steaming hot tea into them.

"Tea as an apology?"

The butler in a black tuxedo was pouring tea next to Qin Mo. He paused and the cup, which was seven-tenths full, became eight-tenths.

Qin Mo smiled slightly and took a sip.

As soon as he put his hand on it, seven out of eight teas were already done.

Looking up, Qin Mo, the only one drinking tea, found himself the focus of everyone's attention.

The man in platinum clothes picked up the hot tea at hand, gently pushed the tea leaves floating on the water with the tea lid, and put his lips on the teacup.

The sound of the tea lid and teacup gently colliding diverted most of the attention away from Qin Mo.

"Everyone, why are you so anxious?"

"Water quenches thirst, but a cup of hot tea burns your mouth."

The man in platinum clothes slowly put down his teacup and spoke.

Upon hearing this, the people present had different expressions.

To calm the situation, the man in platinum clothes continued:

"The reason for bringing this meeting forward is simple: the township that will be under our jurisdiction tomorrow is ruined."

The statement was shocking, and many people's expressions changed suddenly.

Qin Mo, who participated in the destruction of the same town, felt his heart skip a beat and involuntarily turned his gaze to the man on the white gold-rimmed seat.

As one of the three major organizations, how much does Panshi know about the affairs of the same township?

Qin Mo pricked up his ears and waited for the next step.

“What does the organization want us to do?”.

Those with poor patience could not help but ask.

"test".

The man in platinum clothes raised his eyelids and uttered two words coldly.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the conference room became dull again.

No one on either side of the round table took the initiative to speak, and the words of the man in the platinum suit fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

All parties are calculating the pros and cons, and their little abacus in their hearts is clattering.

"Speak clearly!".

The first person on the right hand side of the man in platinum clothes suddenly spoke.

"The organization has received the news that they will send another wave of people in tomorrow."

"Our mission...is to test whether they are worthy enough to stay."

"If it's not enough..."

The man in platinum clothes stroked the hot wall of the cup, a dangerous gleam flashed in his eyes, and he spoke to explain.

Silence is the norm in meeting rooms.

Closing the teacup, the man in platinum clothes smiled and said:

"Everyone, don't you want to hear about the rewards given by the organization?"

Swish...swish!

The sudden fiery gaze almost penetrated the man in the platinum suit.

"Those who participate in the mission will be led to the next channel by the organization and helped to pass a wave of assessments."

"Some of you know that if the town-level strongholds want to seek a chance of breakthrough, they must enter the real battlefield."

"Instead of the small-scale quarrels we have now."

"The real battlefield?".

A voice full of doubt suddenly sounded.

The man in platinum clothes did not feel unhappy and took the initiative to answer questions.

"Shadow monster, the product of human negative emotions."

"The shadow monsters you see now are just one or two among the stars in the sky."

"In a real battlefield, shadow monsters appear from time to time, and their territory will actively move towards the nearest human stronghold."

"You may just have dealt with one shadow monster, and then encounter another one the next second."

"If you're unlucky, two Shadow Tribes may appear near their stronghold at the same time."

"They may cooperate or they may fight each other."

"In addition to the shadow monsters, the black fog creatures should not be underestimated."

"They are no longer beings that we can toy with at will. The IQ of advanced black fog creatures is no less than that of humans."

"You all know what they will do since they like human flesh and blood, I don't need to tell you."

"In comparison, isn't the shadow monster that simply hates humans much cuter?"

The man in platinum clothes told a joke, but no one present could laugh.

Some people think of the man in platinum clothes. No wonder he, who is so powerful, has been living with them in a channel with limited development resources and is reluctant to leave.

The tea in the cup was at a suitable temperature, and the platinum suit man drank it all in one gulp:

"That's getting off track."

"You can also exchange the organization's rewards for the resources you want."

“You don’t necessarily have to choose to enter the next channel.”