Dawn's watch received a meeting notice sent to her by Chen Miemie.
She prepared to go downstairs alone.
Kashan suddenly spoke up from behind her, "Can I go?"
Dawn turned around, "Have you really thought this through?"
Kashan pouted her lips.
"This isn't about whether I want to or not. Given our relationship, I already know too much about things I shouldn't know.
I used to wonder why no one ever came to warn me about anything. At first, I thought it was out of respect for you, but I recently figured it out. I've long been defined as 'one of our own.'
Dawn, what do you think the consequences would be if I said 'no'?"
Dawn did not answer. She directly sent a message to Chen Miemie and received a reply a few minutes later.
"Let's go, together."
Kashan smiled happily, "Let's go. Let me see what kind of people you are always secretly associating with."
Dawn remained expressionless, "I hope you can still be this happy later."
Outside the unit door downstairs, the sedan chair was already waiting for them.
The two got into the sedan chair.
They didn't know the destination, but the sedan chair did.
This sedan chair was sent to her and Kashan by Chen Miemie back when Dawn was blind. Later, when her eyes recovered, it was never taken back.
At the entrance of a small inn near the church.
Joker was similarly picked up by another sedan chair.
The two sedan chairs met outside the city's north gate.
Through the fluttering curtains of the sedan chair, Dawn and Kashan saw Joker.
Joker showed them an exaggerated, feigned look of surprise.
"Is that... Joker? Isn't he dead?" Kashan was very surprised.
Dawn had already become one of the Big Three and possessed a lot of intelligence. "I did receive information about Joker these past few days. I thought it was a copycat, but looking at it today, Joker really isn't dead."
"Isn't he Mystery 5? Even Fina, who is at the same rank, doesn't have such a terrifying aura."
"No, I'm afraid he is already Mystery 6."
Dawn's attention wasn't focused on Joker.
Since they were going to the meeting together, they shouldn't be enemies, at the very least.
"Kashan, look at those trees receding behind us. Don't you think the sedan chair is moving much faster than usual?"
"I noticed. It's not just fast. Previously, the sedan chair could go a maximum of 10,000 meters before we had to get off once. Now we've been out of the city for so long, it's definitely been over 10,000 meters, and the sedan chair is still running."
Sitting inside, Dawn and Kashan couldn't tell that if they were standing outside, they would see the sedan bearers' speed hadn't increased. Instead, the entire road beneath their feet was automatically running forward.
Just like that, in less than an hour, they arrived at their destination.
This was in the mountains north of Sixiang City, about a hundred thousand meters away.
The sedan chair stopped at the top of a mountain.
Dawn, Kashan, and Joker stepped out.
Ahead of them was a vast sea of clouds.
Loop, who was waiting there, came forward to greet them. "You five, follow me."
Dawn, Kashan, and Joker all thought the other two of the "five" were the sedan chairs. In fact, the two sedan chairs only shared one spot.
Loop stepped onto a cloud in the sea of clouds and led the way deep into it.
Joker followed right behind.
He acted crazy and eccentric, seemingly finding the sensation of walking on clouds very amusing.
Dawn could fly, so she didn't feel anything was wrong either.
Kashan, the only normal person present, felt entirely unwell.
The sea of clouds was tens of thousands of feet in the air, and she couldn't see if there was a path underneath. If she stepped into empty air, she was afraid she would fall and become a "meat pie dancer."
Dawn quickly understood Kashan's predicament and held her hand.
Only then did Kashan feel a bit of security, cautiously stepping one foot onto the cloud.
"Huh?" Kashan felt a bouncy sensation under her foot. "The support seems pretty good?"
Walking on the clouds all the way, they soon reached an incredibly massive cloud.
This was the Mother of Clouds, the core of the spectacle Flock of Clouds, and now also the core of Haomiao.
The top of this cloud was flat and even, like a giant floating island drifting in the sky.
Chen Miemie stood on a higher elevation, with his hands behind his back, putting on the airs of a master.
Loop cooperated with him very well.
"Report, everyone is here. The meeting can begin."
Only then did Chen Miemie slowly turn around.
"Alright, let's begin. Clouds, provide seats."
The giant cloud beneath their feet immediately separated into small piles of clouds that floated toward the crowd.
"Let me introduce myself. I am Chen Miemie, the diplomat of Everlasting Moon, responsible for organizing activities, handling racial relations, personnel recruitment, and other matters."
Kashan's eyes were about to pop out, and her jaw was trembling slightly.
She wasn't surprised by Chen Miemie's job introduction. What shocked her were the attendees who gradually appeared and sat on the small clouds.
The shock in her heart made her completely unable to control her facial expressions.
With just one glance, she saw—
A beauty whose entire body was made of porcelain, sketched with plain embryo, entirely natural;
An elemental creature made entirely of water, completely transparent;
A paper figure, painted with thick eyebrows and bizarrely colored makeup;
A woman with an unparalleled beautiful upper half and the lower half of a spider;
And the pineapple roast chicken she had eaten before was actually bouncing around on a small cloud.
This was undeniably a den of freaks!
If Kashan still didn't understand which faction this was, she would be an idiot.
Dawn's heart also trembled slightly.
She guessed that Chen Miemie held a high position in the organization, but she never thought it would be this high.
It should be known that in a secret society, there is no such thing as a host; the one who can host a meeting is usually the president of the society.
Didn't this mean that when Huangyi was not around, Chen Miemie could call the shots?
Chen Miemie finally got to satisfy his craving to host a meeting, and he was very proud of himself.
"Everyone knows me. Today, let's have everyone introduce themselves. We currently don't have things like designated seats, so let's just go in order of where we're sitting. Qinghua, let's start with you."
Qinghua sat closest to Chen Miemie.
"My name is Qinghua. I like porcelain. If anyone has antique porcelain, you can come to me to trade."
The second was Bobo.
The roast chicken suddenly jumped up, "I'm Bobo. I only make friends with people who love eating roast chicken."
Then the others introduced themselves one by one.
Qinghua, the sedan chair, Red, and Dumbo were one thing, but what baffled Dawn and Kashan the most were Road Rage and Haomiao. When it was their turn to introduce themselves, they only heard their voices but saw no one.
Joker was very restless. When he spoke, he slipped in his own agenda, saying he wanted to play games with everyone.
Chen Miemie waved his hand dismissively, "Fine. Whoever you want to play with, go find them yourself after the meeting. The people here all speak nicely and love playing games."
After listening to the whole round, Kashan felt like a sheep among a pack of wolves.
After the round of introductions ended, Chen Miemie began the main topic of today's meeting.
"Everyone, apart from getting familiar with each other today, the most important matter is regarding the architectural construction in this station of ours. Do any of you know someone proficient in engineering and construction?"
Dawn asked, "What are the requirements for the buildings?"
"As everyone can see now, they need to fit in with this sea of clouds, balancing aesthetics and practicality, and try to make them as grand as possible."
Dawn frowned.
If it were an ordinary building, with her current identity as Director, finding a few designers and an engineering team wouldn't be very difficult.
The problem was that the beauty they needed right now was not necessarily based on human aesthetics. Who knew what kind of peculiar tastes those anomalies might have?
Joker was the first to offer a suggestion: "I know a guy. He goes by the name Plasterer, and he once designed a few Sun and Moon churches."
Chen Miemie was overjoyed. "What a talent! Where is he?"
Joker shook his head. "I am not sure. I met him back when I was in the Church of the Mist."
"If he was good enough to design churches, why did he end up with the Church of the Mist?"
"Whenever he made plaster sculptures of living creatures, he liked to put the actual specimens inside them."

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."

to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”

s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."