Chapter 1004: 9th

"Ryan?"
Following that figure, Pei Geduo rushed into the internal library.
In the dim light, rows of bookshelves spread out in front of him, and each beautifully shaped wooden bookshelf was twelve meters high, all the way out of his field of vision.
Many brass escalators are scattered between the bookshelves, and are connected to the frictionless slide rails by means of complex gear devices, allowing readers to freely obtain books from high places.
"Hello there?"
He said aloud, turned around and looked at the other column.
How could that person disappear so quickly?
He noticed a movement in Yu Guang, and immediately turned around, barely capturing the hooded figure passing between the two rows of bookshelves.
He hurried to try to catch up with the other party, but when he ran there, he could no longer find any trace.
"Ryan! I've had enough!"
Peige shouted.
"Stop fooling around! I'm leaving now!"
He turned involuntarily and wanted to leave this place that made him very uncomfortable.
But Peggy's footsteps immediately stopped.
The hooded figure stood behind him, one step away, quietly like a ghost.
It slowly lifted its arms from the side, spreading it like wings, just like a ceremonial priest calling God's name.
It held a short knife in his gloved right hand.
That is a ceremonial dagger.
Peggy immediately recognized its shape, which was a short sacrificial sacred blade. Ancient priests often used this to dedicate their lives to nothingness.
The significance of this thing made him shudder.
"You are not Ren..."
Pei Duo whispered and took a step back slowly.
"A choice must be made."
A voice appeared, it was not Ren, nor the hooded guy in front of him.
Tension grabbed Peggy's heart.
"What choice?"
"You have great potential and we are happy to collaborate with you. It will be mutually beneficial. But you have to make a choice, Peggy."
"I still don't understand, where is Ren? He said he would take me to meet those who worked with him."
"He did it, he brought you here, but to be honest, Rennes was disappointing... he was too impatient, unreliable, an unreliable servant, an unreliable--"
"then?"
"We are looking for a person who better suits our needs, a person who knows what goal he should choose, a person who can discern the truth, a person with a discerning eye-you."
"I think you must mistake me for the kind of idiot who wants to join a sad little society."
Peigdo responded fiercely, the sword stick slipped from his sleeve into his hand, and the black crow's head at the top of the battle was like a living creature under the cold light.
"Take off that silly hood, let me look at your face, let me see what is pretending to be a ghost here!"
The hooded figure approached a step, as if it were sliding.
"You have to make a choice."
That voice is not resigned.
It was only then that Pei Gedu realized that the voice originated from all directions, and was never the voice of the person in front of him.
That was the pleasing voice of dozens of broadcast speakers in the library.
How could anyone speak to him through the library's broadcasting system?
"You have to make a choice."
Pegdor heard Ren's cry, but it was not calling him, it was a painful cry.
He turned around in front of the hooded figure and strode along the corridor. Although it was not a run, it was definitely faster than usual.
"You have to make a choice."
The bookshelf beside him whispered like a whisper in an endless nightmare.
"You have to make a choice and serve as our eyes, we will open your eyes..."
"Ryan?"
Pegdor ignored that voice and shouted loudly.
A crossroad consisting of two corridors between bookshelves is in front, an escalator is pulled to the end of a nearby bookshelf, and Renn's arms are tied to brass handrails.
He lay halfway on the floor with a twisted posture, legs stretched out at the intersection of the corridor, his arms painfully stretched over his head.
He looked as if he had been drugged or beaten dizzy.
The other eight hooded figures formed a roughly semicircle around him.
"You have to make a choice."
"What's wrong with you?"
Peig asked in a loud voice, and withdrew his sword, igniting the witchfire with his fingertips.
"You have to make a choice and serve as our eyes. We will open your eyes and... the mystery and power beyond your imagination."
Instead of ignoring the hooded guys, he bent down and knelt beside Rennes.
He lifted the other person's face up, the young man's flushed face was covered with sweat, and his eyes were filled with fear, as if he had returned to Cusconal.
Even if he becomes a psionicist, his heart is still a fragile ordinary person, which is why he can't really control his power.
He never got rid of fear, and the fear from that day formed a brand deep in his soul.
"Pegdo..."
Ren stammered.
"Help me! I'm sorry, they noticed you, you interested them."
"Why? They?"
"I don't know! They don't tell me! I just want to introduce you, nothing else! I want to let them know that I am also useful, and I can recommend some people they need."
"Oh, you fool..."
"Please! Promise them."
Peggy raised his head and looked at the hooded people behind him.
"We are leaving."
His tone was far stronger than his heart.
"Ryan and me, we are leaving here."
"You have to make a choice."
The sweet artificial voice continued to repeat this sentence.
"I do not need."
"You have to be like this. We sent you an invitation. Our invitation is not random. You are a different person. This is a different opportunity... The great things we invite you to share cannot be underestimated. Those It’s all you seek after all your life."
"This is a mistake."
"If you refuse, it is a mistake."
The voice changed tone and became more like a living person.
"Consent is much simpler. You are a learned person. The way of representing consent should be easy to recognize. It is all around you."
Begdor blinked, and he looked at Rennes, and the people around him, as well as the dominated bookshelves and the extended corridor.
"Of course, this ritual was held at a crossroads, representing the same journey, and the nine gurus sent an invitation to the beginner, whose identity was unrecognizable, and represented the unknown mystery at the other end of the threshold... This is the entry ceremony of the witchcraft sect in the ancient times~ EbookFREE.me~ It's just slightly modified, which one is it? Cognitive school? Enlightenment school? True knowledge school?"
"It does not matter."
"Yes, because the key lies here, isn't it?"
Peggy started to gather together, he had already planned to break through.
"The buyer is careful, but the beginner knows nothing-no matter the truth, name or identity, and after joining, everything is too late! Once the truth is revealed, the confidentiality agreement is broken, and I know what you are asking me to do. "
"You have to make a choice."
"There are nine people here, but there can only be nine people. This is a sacred number. One of them must make way for his successor... Someone has made mistakes and broke the confidentiality agreement."
Ren groaned again, and he pulled the rope weakly, letting the brass escalator lightly.
One of the hooded men handed the ceremonial dagger to Pegedo.