Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 603 The History of the Silent Society [4K]

Rachel's smile suddenly changed.

If the smile before was impeccable and polite, then at this moment, his eyes lit up little by little, as if he had seen some rare treasure - to be more precise, it was that after seeing the rare treasure, he touched it with his own hands.

“It is indeed a historical node”

He stared at the young man, his Adam's apple rolling, and he whispered excitedly unconsciously.

"—stop for a moment."

Song Shi raised his hand: "Your eyes are a bit creepy, and this is a main street, can't you see there are people all around?"

"I don't think most people in the Enterprise Alliance have the energy to care about passersby." Rachel replied. In the space of a sentence, he restrained his enthusiasm and quickly returned to his original comfortable posture: "Sorry, I lost my composure."

The two sides took a few steps and came to a remote and deserted corner.

"What if I told you that you can personally witness and fight against those people who have made great achievements in history?"

Song Shi was leaning against the wall, and suddenly stopped, as he was moving intermittently against the wall.

He looked up. "Is it related to the test?"

Rachel's expression remained unchanged, obviously acquiescing to this.

"Hey"

Song Shi grinned, and burning air flowed out from between his teeth, as if his blood suddenly became boiling hot, igniting his limbs and bones: "This is much more attractive than the truth."

"But you obviously won't miss the truth either," Rachel smiled.

"Ha, it's true!" Song Shi put force on his feet and bounced off the wall with his back: "I want both - when are you leaving?"

"It depends on your schedule. As far as I know, you still need to deal with some things right now, right?"

"No later than one month." Song Shi raised his index finger: "Once the situation here stabilizes, we will set off."

"Oh, by the way, do you know a man named Agalemare? He is also a member of your Silent Society."

".Agalemaremar?"

Rachel, who had been keeping calm all the time, was rarely stunned for a moment, obviously not understanding why the other party suddenly asked this.

He thought for a second: "Does it have a last name?"

"Uh, I don't know." Song Shi thought about it carefully, and then confirmed that he really didn't know: "Maybe, maybe not. He is about 16 or 17 years old now? Male, also on the path of [Revelation]. The first ring of psychic skills includes [One Third Luck]."

"One third of luck?"

Rachel's eyebrows moved, as if she was slightly surprised, and then he closed his eyes, as if communicating with something far away. After a few breaths, he opened his eyes again.

"I don't know him, but there is indeed such a person in the Silent Society." Rachel showed some realization: "Did you save him? I didn't expect that the Silent Society has such a connection with you. It's amazing. Agalemare is a member of the Society. His performance on the file is not bad. He is currently serving as a reserve clerk, doing assessment work."

"Do you need to speak to him now?"

"That's unnecessary—it's boring."

Song Shi stretched and said leisurely: "To meet someone, you must suddenly appear at his door. It will be more interesting to see his expression, isn't it?"

It's really quite emotional.
Song Shixin thought.

Agalemaal.

This young man, whom he had accidentally saved on his way from Palose to Casting Light City, had actually become a reserve clerk - thinking about it this way, he felt that he had indeed changed the course of history.

"I have to go back to Jiuyu to take over the defense. I'll leave for now." Sparks appeared behind Song Shi and formed the outline of Flame Wings: "You also have things to take care of. After all, once you leave this time, you won't be returning to New Casting Light City again."

"After all, an exposed clerk can no longer keep silent and objectively record the truth." Rachel replied: "And as you said, I have been here for many years after all, and I do need to deal with the cause and effect."

The classic ruthless severance of cause and effect.

Song Shi chuckled in his heart.

The footprints of these clerks can be said to be all over Terra, but everything they do is just for "recording" and "truth".

In order to integrate into the local environment, they are sometimes company people, sometimes imperial people, and sometimes East Land people.

They chatted and laughed with friends on the beach, witnessed the sun lighting up the entire sea, and talked about their hopes for tomorrow. They completed their studies, found a job, and worked diligently at their posts. Sometimes they harvested their own love, married and had children before the passion cooled, and watched their blood continue in the world in a throbbing way. They fell asleep on thousands of nights and woke up on thousands of mornings, throwing themselves wholeheartedly into the torrent of this place.

But it's all a disguise.

When the Society of the Silent summons these scribes, they will abandon everything without hesitation and return to the arms of the former.

In addition to the existing, natively cultivated scribes, the Silent Society also possesses a special technology called "Dandelion", which can randomly project the consciousness of scribes to various places in Terra - for the sake of success rate, the objects of these consciousnesses are ultimately rooted in are those infants who died young.

So, after a long time, some people were shocked to find that the person they once thought they were very familiar with suddenly disappeared one morning, leaving so decisively and indifferently.

But I heard that there were some people who were affected by this and chose to give up the position of "clerk". The Silent Society seemed to be quite tolerant of these people, as long as two? Or was it three conditions that were met?

Anyway, I remember one of them, which is to strip away the memory that once belonged to the "clerk".

It's not that difficult.
After all, every clerk would leave a mark on the [Monument of the Nameless] when taking the oath of office. This mark could ensure that no matter what situation the clerk encountered, the records could be retrieved, and this method of partial memory stripping was naturally even easier.

It is possible that at this moment, among those people who were exactly the same as him and were playing and joking, there was a clerk who was watching everything indifferently with his lively face.

Or maybe he was once a member of this great collective, but after giving it up voluntarily, he no longer remembered the mission he had firmly believed in throughout his life, and became a part of the endless "recording".

This is what the Silent Ones have learned.

The flaming wings suddenly spread out, and with a violent shake, Song Shi soared into the sky.

The next moment, the speed of sound was broken in the blink of an eye, and a red current penetrated the sky, as if even the vast sea of ​​sunlight was split into two sides!

For this most simple and physical flight, the biggest limitation on speed comes from resistance.

With Song Shi’s current spiritual power, he is not able to directly burn away the conceptual “resistance”.

So, I used a simple and unpretentious method. ——The greatest resistance of supersonic flight in the atmosphere is shock wave resistance.

This is a unique resistance generated when an aircraft flies at supersonic speed because the energy of the former is transferred to the surrounding air in the form of strong pressure waves, causing it to be strongly compressed.

For Song Shi, this can be ignored.

The scorching flames surged, and in less than one hundredth of a second, it burned away all the atmosphere around it, artificially creating a flight environment that was close to a vacuum. The speed of sound was broken in an instant. After a dozen breaths, the red flow came to an abrupt stop, and Song Shi dived into the office through the window.

"——Xia Le."

The president's secretary, who had been notified in advance, was already in place and standing upright across from the table.

As she watched, a ball of red fire crashed in through the window, made a small spin in the air, and then landed precisely on the boss's chair.

Hot wind suddenly rose from nowhere and echoed in the room, blowing my hair.

Song Shi put his hands on the armrests and appeared in the embrace of the boss chair in a half-leaning posture.

"To put it simply, I have to go on a long trip, so during my absence, this huge business will be handed over to you - as my secretary, you will have unlimited power."

"You really think highly of me."

When Xia Le heard the word "going on a long journey", he was startled at first, then he heard the second half of the sentence, smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly.

"First, there were no problems in the previous affairs, and you did a good job. You proved your ability." Song Shi sat up straight and crossed his fingers: "Second, I don't know many administrative staff of Jiuyu Defense except you."

".Should I praise you for your concern?" Xia Le was silent for a few seconds and sighed deeply: "I understand. Can you tell me how long your long journey will take? I will make arrangements and keep it a secret for as long as possible."

"It's hard to say." Song Shi touched his chin: "It's not too long or too short. After all, the Silent Ones have learned to hide a lot of things. It will take some time to see it clearly."

"The Silent Society?" Xia Le was surprised.

"Hmm." Song Shi was quite satisfied with the other person's expression, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "It's what you think."

"Don't they always claim to be neutral?"

After a brief moment of shock, Xia Le pulled a chair and sat down, his brows knitted together: "Why did I suddenly come to you?"

"Maybe there are some things that are beyond the predictions of these people."

Song Shi looked cheerful: "They really don't care about anything except history, truth, records, and the random combination of these things."

Xia Le heard the other party's implication.

"——Therefore, the care they devote to these things that are worth caring about is far beyond what most people imagine."

Xia Le tried to organize some words, but after a few seconds, she decisively chose to give up.

"Forget it, go ahead and talk. I'll listen." Xia Le moved his index finger in front of his face, projecting web pages onto his retina. Web pages kept appearing and closing. "I really don't know much about the Society of the Silent. I just checked their official website. It's all nonsense. I can't find any useful information."

As an international organization, the [Society of Silents] naturally has its own official website. Limited by the influence of the Abyss and the Internet firewall, it is normally difficult for the Corporate Alliance to access this website. However, as a core member of the Enlightened, Xia Le has no shortage of prosthetics, internet fees, and software, which is obviously not within the "normal" range.

"You are actually wrong about this. There is still something on it."

Song Shi smiled: "According to the Silent Society, qualified people can feel and find something special from the official website. This is also one of their ways to recruit new members. It is the most public and easiest way, equivalent to social recruitment? Anyone can give it a try."

Xia Le was immediately furious: "Don't take social recruitment so lightly when you have never worked a day in the office!"

"Uh." Song Shi quickly raised his hands in surrender: "Mine, mine."

After listening to the young man's words, Xia Lesong opened and closed the webpage with his index finger, stared at the official website of the Silent Society for a few minutes, and then confirmed that he could not see anything except the theme slogans such as international organizations, records and truth, and standard content such as activities and news.

"——psychic power?"

Xia Le looked at the young man and had some ideas.

"Yes, they set up a set of complex mechanism tests on the official website, involving personality, mind, resonance of ideas and so on. I don't know how it works in detail. After all, [Revelation] has too many strange methods."

"But although the Unspoken Society claims to be the largest group of Enlightenment psykers on Terra, with a history that can be traced back thousands of years, it is actually hard to say that they have an orderly inheritance."

Xia Le held out a hand and listened attentively: "Please——"

"The origin of the Silent Society, or the original 'Silent Society', is essentially a spontaneous gathering of scholars and historians." Song Shi accepted it calmly: "After all, historical files are subject to too many constraints."

Xia Le understood what the other party meant.

"Historians write facts as they are, without changing a single word" is a widely circulated saying in East Land. However, in practice, facing the violence of swords and the orders of power, even if there are occasional people who really adhere to this principle, when it comes to history stretching back thousands of years, the writings of most historians will inevitably involve a process of beautification, deletion, and even tampering.

"So the original intention of these people was to secretly leave behind the true and original history for future generations." Song Shi spread his hands: "Although this may not necessarily achieve their goal, they still insisted on doing it with the determination not to let this 'possibility' be lost."

When a piece of history that has been passed down for thousands of years and sung by countless people is suddenly pointed out to be a fraud, and the "truth" is dug out on the spot - obviously the possibility of the latter being labeled as fake history is much higher than the possibility of being recognized and then correcting this piece of history.

“And then these people were killed.”

"Yeah." Xia Le said, "I guessed it."

"Sometimes, behind a piece of truth, there are countless killings and conspiracies, and a huge shadow covers the sky. But sometimes, revealing the truth is not a good thing. Instead, maintaining the status quo and letting it sink to the bottom forever is a better thing for everyone."

"So." Song Shi spread his hands: "Throughout the dynasties. Er, no, it should be said that from ancient times to the present, all parties have not been very happy with these people, which led to their being killed several times."

"But these people are scholars and are very good at hiding things. So even if the time is cut off temporarily, when someone in the future finds the relics they hid and figures out the whole story, they can raise their banner again and record the truth."

Xia Le suddenly said: "The right to speak."

"That's right." Song Shi snapped his fingers. "My credibility is higher than yours, and Chakoro's credibility is higher than mine. Plus, they were killed repeatedly, so they decided to take up arms, and thus the 'Silent Society' was born."

"If you want to say that they have a long history, then they do have a long history, but if you really want to say that the Unspoken Society has always been there, then that is also wrong."

——Twenty-five days later.

Song Shi successfully arrived at the [Society of Silents].

(End of this chapter)