Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 607 [Infinity of All Things]

The air was quiet for a while.

"A big, explosive secret?"

Song Shi straightened up slightly.

"It's not the kind of big secret that will keep you from leaving this place after hearing it."

"If that were the case, you wouldn't have even been able to get in here in the first place."

Mortimer smiled.

"Then I feel relieved." Song Shi ordered another glass of orange juice and a three-layer dessert tower to go: "You talk, I listen."

"Let me think about it. Uh, how should I put it."

Mortimer snapped his fingers, and a book flew over from a nearby bookshelf.

Song Shi's dynamic vision was good enough that he clearly saw the title "The Origin of the Silent Society: The First Recorders" that flashed by.

"Before coming here, I think you have heard something about us, maybe even heard the famous joke, 'The Silent Society has a history of 8,000 years!'"

"On the one hand, the history of the Silent Ones is only 961 years. It doesn't sound short, right? But if you think about it carefully, it is only equivalent to two or three dynasties in ancient East Continent. On the macro scale of history, this amount of time is nothing."

"Then why not look at it more macroscopically and put it directly on the time scale of Terra. I remember reading somewhere that Terra has existed for billions of years." Song Shi said casually: "From this perspective, let alone hundreds of years, even millions of years are insignificant."

Mortimer sighed: "If you were my student, you would have been hit by me and would be in the hospital for further studies."

"Please don't interrupt a scholar when he's speaking, okay?" Mortimer sighed a second time: "Young Mr. Song Shi."

Song Shi said it was no problem.

"But on the other hand, we really have 8,000 years of history, not the current Silent Society, not the True Knowledge Collection of 1,600 years ago, not the Spring and Autumn Society of 2,300 years ago, and not the Grand Valencia of 3,100 years ago."

Mortimer seemed to have learned the art of speaking; his tone was soft yet powerful, and although he was chattering on and on about the dishes, he didn't sound annoying at all.

“——What we have inherited, what has truly accumulated over eight thousand years, is this spirit of upholding records and the truth.”

Then, Mortimer placed his index finger on his heart.

He looked at the young man calmly.

“Even if there is a throne of God right now, no, an unprecedented Seventh Ring descends, blasting the Outer Realm into pieces and killing all the members of the Silent Society in the world, but after a hundred years, a thousand years, or ten thousand years, there will definitely be new people who will pick up this spirit and raise the same flag again - they may not be the Silent Society, but they will definitely be the Silent Society.”

Song Shi applauded.

"That's a very unique idea." He praised, "For you, the Silent Society is not important. Only the truth and records are the most important, even if you are no longer the ones who practice it."

“Yes and no.”

Mortimer shrank back a little on the sofa, and his calm and solemn expression suddenly became more lazy.

"If you really want to ask me, it's better for the Silent Learners to become practitioners. After all, I feel quite comfortable here." Mortimer yawned. "There are books to read, and I can teach a few students when I'm bored. It has nothing to do with me if there's a fight going on outside."

"Is it really irrelevant?"

Song Shi clenched his hands.

"Yeah. How could it be unrelated?"

All that laziness suddenly disappeared, the corners of Mortimer's mouth rose a little bit, the scholarly air disappeared, and instead, the man's facial features gradually became profound, and even had a bit of cruelty.

“Even if it is the World Beyond, there is no way it can be independent of Terra.” Mortimer sneered.

"The forefathers of the Silent Society once made a great prophecy that Terra's future would inevitably lead to its predetermined destruction. But why is there any need for a prophecy? Look at the devastated wasteland now. Technology is changing with each passing day, psychic power is advancing by leaps and bounds, and new boundaries are being expanded—"

He scoffed.

"No one is weak, and no one wants to talk. The Seven Lands War destroyed Terra, and it has not recovered yet. In the blink of an eye, a new all-out war will begin again."

"You can't stop it, and you can't stop it."

Song Shiyan is concise and to the point.

"The Silent Society is indeed impressive. Well, it should be said that in the 8,000-year inheritance of the spirit of 'record and truth', you are by far the most powerful practitioners." Song Shi raised his index finger and pressed it again: "But it's not enough - this is no longer an era where an incomplete [Throne] that lasts for a hundred days can dominate the world."

"Even if it is a complete and real [Throne of God], there are multiple ones in the world now." Song Shi stared at the man, and the two looked at each other: "Besides, as far as I know, this one of yours can't defeat Isidore, right?"

"good--"

Mortimer readily admitted what the other party said: "That's a fair point."

Possessing four fifth-ring [True Spirits] and one sixth-ring [Divine Throne].

If it had been placed three thousand years ago, this would have been an absolute force that was enough to decide the fate of the entire Terra.

But they were not three thousand years ago.

Looking at the current situation, Ye'nan, the Corporate Alliance, and the Vampsta Empire... If they all put aside the influence of the throne, the Society of Silents would still be an extremely terrifying force, but it would only be terrifying, not an insurmountable obstacle.

"The Terra we are standing on right now is the most powerful Terra in history."

"The Silent Society. We can see the end of the future, but we cannot change it."

"In the second hundred years since the establishment of the Silent Society, the ancestors made a new oath and decided not to simply stand in the audience, but to use the records created by countless people to achieve an unprecedented history created by our own hands—"

Song Shi suddenly raised his eyes.

Before I knew it, the surrounding environment suddenly changed.

The rows of bookshelves scattered randomly were like sand castles melting under the tide. Thousands of books flipped over and fell. An invisible gale blew up, and with the rustling sound, thousands of pages of books were rolled up. They flew and danced around Song Shi and Mortimer like a tornado covering the sky.

A strange feeling of dizziness came over him, but this was not an attack. It was clearly caused by the sudden change in the environment, which caused the most sensitive [Dayuan] to feel uncomfortable.

In an instant, Song Shi reacted.

The space is wrong, the local space-time has been changed!
Thousands of pages were still flying and spinning, and at some point, a crystal ball appeared in Mortimer's hand.

Even from the most microscopic angle, it conforms to the perfect geometric spherical shape and is crystal clear in color, but if you look closely, it has a kaleidoscope-like texture, with endless interweaving of light and shadow, so gorgeous that it almost makes people drunk.

“The World Beneath Our Feet”

Mortimer's eyes were calm and burning.

The Silent Society.

"In our hands, it will show the brightest direction."

——The Supreme Wonder: [Infinity of All Things].

(End of this chapter)