Huh? Are they all real?.

He could only manage an awkward laugh.

The time traveler next to him chuckled and patted the other's shoulder in understanding.

When they first encountered those extraordinary events upon arriving there, they reacted in a similar manner.

Then, he asked the front of the car:

"I heard there was some unexpected trouble, so it's nothing serious, right?"

The person at the front of the vehicle, while driving, kept looking at the terminal in his hand and said:

"Yes, I don't know if the problem is on our side or on the other side, but the news that a big shot will personally come here to direct us has already spread."

"How can this be?"

He shook his head and said:

"I don't know, both sides are still investigating, but I heard that the higher-ups suspect it was the prophet who did it."

"Prophet?"

This made the latter frown, for no other reason than that the prophet's reputation was too bad.

Even if the prophet himself is a decent guy, the path to ascension through the divine means is said to be fraught with bloodshed and chaos.

"Yes, only those prophets and troublemakers can catch people off guard like this."

Prophets are just troublemakers—this is a consensus from top to bottom.

"I really hope these troublemakers get killed by their shitty predictions soon!"

"I think so too."

The person at the front of the car also wholeheartedly agreed.

After everyone had cursed the prophet for a while, the time traveler at the back of the car curiously asked the front of the car:

"So who came? This is the first time I've heard of people from that side being able to come over. Aren't gods supposed to be unable to come over?"

Because there is a world separating them, even gods from both worlds cannot descend to this side.

However, the blessings and miracles bestowed by the gods have already appeared before the transmigrators here to varying degrees, and are growing stronger over time.

Therefore, everyone shares an unspoken consensus—that barriers in the world may no longer be obstacles in the future.

But until now, they all know that no one can get through from the other side!

But now that consensus has been broken, and the person who came first is a big shot.

Therefore, it is perfectly normal for this to provoke such a huge reaction from all sides.

The person at the front of the car shook his head and said:

"I don't know either. I'm the same as you. I only know that a big shot will come to take charge of everything here, but I don't know who he is or how he got here."

This disappointed the man behind the car, but he was still reluctant to stop talking about it.

After all, as people who had already pledged allegiance to Baratheon, the arrival of important figures from that side was undoubtedly a good thing for them, a tremendous good thing.

Especially when you're clearly ahead of the others!

The benefits of this were so exciting to him that he couldn't help but feel excited just thinking about them.

"Guess who it is? I think it's very likely a demigod! But it should be a Sequence Four demigod."

As he spoke, he expressed his deep longing again:

"A demigod, just thinking about it is exciting."

While not all demigods achieve immortality through various means, it is rare for a demigod to still have the lifespan of a mortal.

There are even demigods who have tried to achieve immortality!

Moreover, demigods generally represent powerful forces capable of influencing the weather and terrain of a region.

Therefore, for time travelers, demigods are the beings they yearn for and aspire to be the most.

After all, compared to angels and even more ethereal deities, demigods, who are somewhat human, are the closest to them among the superiors.

The other party nodded and said:

"I think so too. If that happens, we might become the most powerful organization in the underworld! Demigods!"

"Yes, a demigod!"

In their imagination, they finally arrived at the designated location, a hotel belonging to one of them.

After entering the specially modified underground parking lot.

They, along with Conan Heather, noticed that the atmosphere at the scene seemed a bit off.

Not only did the outermost security seem to have doubled, but even the innermost companions seemed extremely nervous.

"What happened? Were you attacked?"

This was the only explanation they could think of.

Their companion, who had come to greet them, loosened his collar and said:

"No, no, everything is normal. No one attacked us. Or rather, I don't think anyone would dare to do that."

This made them even more puzzled:

"What's wrong? You've all been acting strangely since you came here from outside."

The other person glanced respectfully at the innermost part before looking at them, then frowned and began to speak about seemingly unrelated matters:

"Oh no, no, your clothes are too casual. Go upstairs and change. You need to be formal and dignified. You absolutely cannot be impolite!"

This left Conan Heather completely bewildered, and even they themselves looked at their clothes with a puzzled expression and said:

"What's going on? Wait, that person has arrived? Who is it? Could it be the legendary Saint Potter?"

Hearing this, their companions, who had come to greet them, wiped their sweat and forced a smile:

"That's way more exaggerated than that!"

The transmigrators around Conan Heather looked at each other strangely and said:

"Your Majesty, stop keeping us in suspense and tell us who it is!"

The other party said with utmost respect:

"Princess! It's a princess! A real prince has arrived!"

Upon hearing this, they all gasped in unison:

"Holy crap, there's a throne on top of me!"

Chapter 344 The Prophecy Tablet of the Human Alliance (4k)

As they ventured deeper into the underground bunker, Conan Heather, the protagonist, kept asking the people around him:

"I roughly know that she is a very important person, but what exactly is a princess? Is she the daughter of the throne that you've been talking about in such a mysterious way?"

The transmigrators, who had quickly changed into formal attire, all addressed him with utmost seriousness: "Hurry up and take Conan Heather upstairs."

"Yes, Mr. Conan, you are right. The princess is the daughter of the one on the throne, and in Baratheon, she is the only heir. Her status is far more extraordinary than you can imagine."

"When you meet the princess later, please remember to use your brain and absolutely, you must lower your posture as much as possible."

Conan asked, puzzled:

"Does it really need to go this far?"

This was originally just a casual remark he made.

But all the time travelers who accompanied him stopped and looked at him in unison.

This made him look around uneasy and say:

"what happened?"

Immediately, the person standing next to him grabbed his shoulder and forced him to look into his eyes:

“Mr. Conan Heather, look me in the eye! I need you to understand one thing: things are completely different over there than they are here.”

"That's a standard pyramid society, and the princess is at the very top of that pyramid. Because her parents are gods and kings, truly supreme beings who transcend the imagination of mortals."

"They don't understand the joke of equality for all used to gloss over the present. In their eyes, there is only the distinction between gods and humans. Therefore, you must not take this lightly; you must lower your stance and face this noble prince with utmost humility and even piety!"

"Because even a single strand of her hair is hundreds or thousands of times more valuable than all of us combined!"

"Did you understand, Mr. Conan Heather?"

Seeing the indescribable look in their eyes and their seriousness, Conan realized that their earnestness exceeded his expectations.

Therefore, he said with great care:

“I understand. But are there any etiquette rules we should be aware of? After all, from what you've said, things over there seem to be completely different from ours?”

The time travelers breathed a sigh of relief, knowing he had remembered this excellent question.

They knew all too well what problems might arise for someone living in the People's Federation suddenly facing this situation.

Especially before truly witnessing what is extraordinary and what the power of the gods is.

They still remember their arrogance when they first came here.

Although they act cautiously, everyone knows how complacent they harbor deep down. This complacency will likely crumble when they're on the verge of disaster.

Normally it would be one thing, but the one they're facing now is just too outrageous.

If they make a fool of themselves by faking equality, their lives and futures will truly become a religious joke.

The other person released Conan Heather and then said:

"There's no time to spare, or rather, we're not really sure how to face such a distinguished person. After all, let alone us outsiders, even a bunch of demigods or emperors over there might never see someone of this caliber in their entire lives."

"So, just do what we do. Also, whatever you do, don't look directly at the other person!"

"The big shots over there don't like pawns being so presumptuous. The gap between us and them is bigger than the gap between a man and a dog."

The other party's answer clearly made Conan nervous.

"Then you must have heard some rumors, right? For example, what kind of person is this prince? Kind or ruthless? You can't possibly have no information at all, can you?"

To this, all the time travelers laughed:

"Mr. Conan Heather, you must have had a lot of media coverage, right? Do you think the person portrayed in those reports is the real you?"

Conan shook his head and said:

"No, but it would be when facing outsiders."

This clever reply only made the other person laugh even harder.

“Sir, only a person can be considered human, but in front of such a distinguished person, no one is considered human.”

"Okay, just remember what we're going to do and do it."

After patting Conan on the shoulder, they resumed their delayed itinerary.

Conan had no choice but to suppress his surprise and follow them with his head down.

On the way, he looked down at his hands.

Under the light, he could clearly see that his hands were trembling slightly.

But he knew it wasn't fear, but excitement.

He felt he made the right decision!

Finally, they arrived at the last gate.

There are no longer any of the peripheral members they recruited here.

They were all time travelers.

Even so, the total number was only about thirty people.

However, the number of transmigrators selected in this world, after only three rounds of screening, is not large to begin with.

The three time travelers who had actually found Conan were already waiting at the door when they arrived.

All three of them asked the same question: