The time was exactly midnight, March 6th, 2089. Lin Qi received the meeting invitation right on schedule.
After accepting it, Lin Qi entered the conference room from a first-person perspective.
The conference room was the same as always: a dark, black-toned space with chairs arranged around a long table.
In front of Lin Qi was the Roman numeral "V." Guang Ling was always the first to connect to the meeting, waiting well in advance.
Master Ma, the Capitalist, and King Arthur came online in succession.
"This is the fourth meeting this week. It's far too frequent."
The one who spoke was the Capitalist, who had already mentioned this during the last meeting.
Lin Qi sat bolt upright, shrouded in shadow, but the way he touched his nose revealed a hint of guilt.
All three emergency meetings had been at Lin Qi's request.
