On this day, the Holy City Council was in a state of panic.

Bad news followed one after another. As they gathered in the council meeting room to hold a combat meeting, someone unexpectedly invaded the laboratory of Pioneer Technology. Although the Ministry of Justice arrived at the scene and found no casualties, it was suspected that someone had infiltrated the technology's database. According to the researchers at the scene, a group of suddenly malfunctioning mechanical servants attacked them.

Such a malicious event has been unprecedented over the past centuries. Until now, the Ministry of Justice still could not comprehend how the invaders bypassed the watchful eyes of the Lord of the Holy City to commit such a monstrous crime.

This was evidently a premeditated invasion, and the invaders were highly familiar with the interior of the Pioneer Building. The moment they launched an attack by controlling the mechanical servants, they cut off the company's monitoring systems, which gave the Ministry of Justice ample reason to suspect that the invasion was orchestrated by internal members of the laboratory.

In the past few hours, the investigative team of the Ministry of Justice conducted intense interrogations on the researchers of Pioneer Technology, employing various drugs and devices, but to no avail.

This incident directly impacted the council and the major families of the Holy City. Before they could clarify why the old mechanical servants suddenly went berserk, they halted all service mechanical servants used by the council and families. Since these mechanical servants could stun the researchers of Pioneer Technology without warning, they could also unsuspectingly pull out a gun and blow their heads off.

The believers gathered together and prayed to the Lord of the Holy City.

And as night fell, an elder in luxurious attire drove frantically to the temporary residence of the Origin Society building. She did not reveal her purpose to anyone but insisted on meeting the First Seat.

Due to her current status as the chairperson, the attendants of the Origin Society had no choice but to reluctantly convey her intentions to the eccentric First Seat.

When the elder entered the room where the First Seat was temporarily staying, her complexion was pale. Her hands, wearing black lace gloves, trembled slightly with fear. It was only upon seeing the First Seat that she seemed to calm down a bit.

The invasion of the Pioneer Technology Building was not the worst event that occurred today. Shortly before, she confirmed another terrifying fact that made her fear staying alone in her luxurious residence.

"I know my timing is not right. I believe you are deeply troubled by the invasion of Pioneer Technology, but I have no choice but to bring bad news to you."

"My time is precious, please get straight to the point."

The chairperson's face showed some awkwardness.

She indeed came at a bad time because the white-haired girl in the room was having dinner.

A bucket of fried chicken, a half-eaten chicken leg burger, fries scattered casually on the plate, and, of course, her favorite strawberry sundae. The chairperson had heard about the First Seat's peculiar preference. This genius disdained the upscale hotel banquets and was solely passionate about junk food loved by the poor.

The chairperson also noted that Lindong was not as agitated as she imagined. It seemed that the invasion of Pioneer Technology did not bring her any substantial impact.

Over the years, she had managed to face all researchers from the Second Seat to the Tenth Seat calmly. However, only when facing this girl who looked more than twenty years younger than herself did her nerves reach their utmost tension.

In the upper echelon of the Holy City, appearances are just an illusion.

When she was just a little girl and had not yet touched family affairs, the First Seat was already like this.

Time could not leave any traces on her.

More importantly, throughout each major event she had known, whether in the past or present, the First Seat's presence was always felt.

The humans' belief in the Lord of the Holy City is deeply rooted, and even residents of remote worlds several galaxies away are the most devout believers. However, over time, few people know that the Lord of the Holy City they worship is placed on the throne by the First Seat.

She knows that the top researchers of the Origin Society look down on others. They habitually disdainfully refer to people outside the society as monkeys. Over the years serving as the chairperson of the Holy City, she has realized that those so-called geniuses, including the Second Seat, are fundamentally different from ordinary people—they possess desires and aspirations of their own. As long as their yearnings are grasped at the negotiation table, they immediately fall from grace.

Yet only the First Seat… she genuinely believes that the white-haired girl before her is different from them, like a being from a higher dimension, beyond comprehension.

The chairperson was already sweating.

Just meeting those ruby-like eyes, she felt as if all her thoughts could not escape the other's scrutiny.

"I must inform you that the Second Seat is missing." 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

The chairperson tried her best to organize her words, "I know there often are... differences of opinion between you, but I believe you would definitely want to know this news. After all, his safety also concerns the reputation of the Origin Society. Perhaps you could request the Lord of the Holy City to find him."

Throughout the journey, she kept organizing her wording, knowing only the First Seat could make the Lord of the Holy City hear her voice.

She hoped Lindong could contact the Lord of the Holy City, not only to find the missing Second Seat but also to calm down those terrified by the malfunctioning mechanical servants.