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Driven by curiosity, Xiao Yun's spirit sank into the contract connection, using the body of the Crow King to ascend above the gray mist.

The white pagoda's light remained cold and clear, and several figures gradually appeared on either side of the bronze table.

Miss Moon and Mr. Warrior have arrived and are talking in hushed tones.

Upon seeing Xiao Yun appear, the two stopped talking and nodded slightly in greeting.

"Good evening, Mr. Death."

The moon still took the initiative to greet us.

But Xiao Yun still keenly sensed something was amiss.

"The moon seems a bit down. Has something happened?"

"Could it be that the moon is what's triggering my intuition?"

Xiao Yun was curious, but he forced himself to calm down.

"Not everyone has arrived yet, let's observe for a while before making a decision."

Therefore, Xiao Yun nodded lightly as usual, without saying anything more.

A moment later, the gray mist surged, and the figure of Hua Wuye, the upside-down man, appeared in the seat.

He looks much better than last time, and it seems he has been released from prison.

"However, the fact that he didn't shout or yell when he came up speaks volumes about his personality."

Xiao Yun's heart sank slightly, and he sighed softly to himself:

"It seems that the overlord-level monster has indeed caused a lot of trouble for Wuyou Village."

The hermit arrived last.

Her figure slowly solidified in the gray fog, nodding indifferently as usual, then silently sitting in her seat, seemingly observing the others without making a sound, but it was impossible to tell what she was up to.

Xiao Yun thought to himself:

"He's a very calculating guy..."

For a moment, the atmosphere fell into an awkward silence, or even a somewhat heavy one.

"Ahem, it seems this second mysterious resurgence has caused quite a bit of trouble for everyone..."

Mr. Ta coughed twice, bringing up the topic.

However, before it could continue, a cloud of gray mist suddenly surged up from the seventh position on the right side of the head.

"Oh? Another new person has joined..."

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they all looked over.

A figure slowly solidified, but what followed was a gasp of surprise:

"Holy crap! What the hell?! Where am I?"

The newcomer jumped to his feet, filled with unease and anxiety.

"Hey...are you people or ghosts?! How did you get me here?! Let me go back, I'm running for my life!"

Seemingly due to the intense emotional fluctuations, the gray mist around him trembled, and his body rapidly became illusory.

"Hey, hey, hey, we finally got a handsome guy, how can he just leave like that? Mr. Ta, stop him!"

The soldier hurriedly called out, and the others nodded in agreement.

Although it was a bit unethical, everyone was quite curious about the newlyweds' location and why they were in such a hurry to escape.

Mr. Ta quickly intervened, stopping him and offering words of comfort:

"Don't rush. When you enter the White Tower's space, your body and soul enter simultaneously. In other words, if there is danger outside, staying here is the safest option for you right now."

"Safe my foot! That king-level White Walker was right in my face! I finally managed to control it and was about to run away when you inexplicably dragged me here!"

The newcomer launched into a tirade of curses, then collapsed into a chair, his face ashen.

"Garlic Bird, Garlic Bird, it's late to go back anyway, do whatever you want..."

Seeing him lie flat in the blink of an eye, the group shook their heads and chuckled helplessly.

The atmosphere immediately relaxed considerably, and everyone spoke up to comfort the newcomer and explain the rules of the Tarot Club.

The newcomer quickly accepted reality and chose "Devil" as his codename.

Immediately afterwards, everyone asked what had happened.

The demon's face instantly fell, and he said with grief:

"I live by the sea, with a house and fields, life is wonderful..."

As he explained, everyone understood what had happened.

"The seas are frozen, a super cold wave has swept through, and an army of the dead..."

A series of major events struck everyone like a bolt from the blue, leaving everyone pale-faced.

The moon, which was closest to the moon, almost burst into tears, wishing it could go back right now and drag its parents inland.

But at that moment, the demon turned around and comforted everyone:

"You don't actually need to be nervous. Although the dead are like a virus, spreading very quickly, the vastness of this world greatly slows down their progress."

"Moreover, things should improve after the full moon, and you'll have plenty of time to prepare whatever you want to do."

Everyone nodded emphatically, expressing their gratitude for the information provided by the demon.

As everyone prepared to continue their discussion, a strange movement suddenly occurred at the end of the right side.

"Is someone else coming?"

Xiao Yun was somewhat surprised. He glanced at Mr. Tower without making a sound and keenly caught the fleeting joy in its eyes.

"It seems the effects of the second mysterious resurgence have begun; the White Tower's power has recovered considerably..."

Just as Xiao Yun was pondering, a woman's voice, full of doubt, came from the last seat on his right:

The others also stared wide-eyed at the tall figure shrouded in the gray mist.

"Выкто? (Who are you?)"

The soldier scratched his head and replied:

"Uh, I don't understand."

The moon, sitting at the head of the table, glanced at him helplessly.

"They were speaking Russian."

After she finished speaking, she started chatting with the newcomer in Russian.

Xiao Yun had also learned a few words of Russian and listened attentively, but because the two spoke too fast, he could barely make out anything.

So, a group of people looked at Mr. Tower, casting pleading glances their way.

Mr. Ta gestured for everyone to be patient and listen carefully to the conversation between the two.

Behind it, the white tower slowly rotated, and an invisible force caused the gray mist to tremble.

When the white pagoda came to a stop again, Mr. Pagoda's eyes lit up, and he smiled:

"Okay, I understand."

Then, it snapped its fingers.

The white pagoda shone brightly, and a curtain of light slowly descended upon it.

The Russian chatter around them turned into familiar Mandarin.

By this time, the moon had finished introducing the Tarot Club, and the new Northern Russian woman had chosen "Strength" as her code name.

While choosing tarot cards, she glared at the Warrior, seemingly displeased that he had taken the codename "Warrior".

The group of people talked with Lady Power for a while and confirmed that she was indeed from Northern Russia and that her experience after traveling to Eternal Terra was similar to that of the others.

"However, our resources are far inferior to yours, so we rely on fighting to survive."

As she spoke, Ms. Strength shifted, seemingly stretching her body:

"I just fought a king-level brown bear. That guy was strong, but I almost killed it—if it weren't for a few damn bandits interfering!"

Everyone nodded in agreement, thinking to themselves that the Russians were indeed fierce and tough.

Listening to the conversation between Ms. Power and the others, Xiao Yun also gained a lot of useful information.

"Ms. Power said that it is always cold where they are, so it must be in the Arctic region of the world, or at least in the north."

"Moreover, the area does not seem to be under too much threat from the White Walkers, possibly because it is sparsely populated and the people are fierce and have a high resistance to mutations."

"Or perhaps she's located closer to the inland and hasn't been affected yet..."

Xiao Yun remained silent, only speaking a few words at crucial moments and providing some material assistance, in order to maintain his persona as a "low-key alchemy master".

However, as time went on, Xiao Yun began to feel uneasy.

"So far, I haven't heard any information that is closely related to me or that would catch my attention. Could it be... that my intuition is wrong?"

Xiao Yun frowned, planning to use the forecast system to search if he still couldn't get any useful information for free.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, today's gathering is coming to an end.

"Still nothing..."

Just as Xiao Yun opened the system, preparing to conduct a random search, the recluse, who had been silent until now, suddenly coughed twice and said:

"After the full moon began, I encountered some very strange things."

Everyone looked over, their faces full of curiosity.

Xiao Yun felt a sudden surge of emotion within him, and his eyes lit up:

"Could it be...?"

Xiao Yun turned his head and stared silently at the hermit.