Rewriting the Apocalypse

4_The meeting room

For a month, Ling Song roamed the city, enjoying his peaceful life. His favorite pastime was watching and playing with animals, especially dogs in the park. This filled him with a warmth he'd missed in his previous life.

He was walking in the park, licking his ice cream and watching children play, It was a heartwarming sight. He'd never imagined the pre-apocalypse world was like this.

Today was the day he'd meet the others—those who'd decided to learn more or discover who sent the letter. He was certain that Zhou Feng (CEO), Hu Zhi (stalker), and He Kwok (policeman) had tried to locate him, but that was near impossible; he was one step ahead thanks to his magic. He finished his ice cream and headed to his apartment. The meeting location was the bar beneath his apartment; he'd reserved a private room with a table for nine. He couldn't deny his heart was pounding with excitement. Even though he knew the future and could do many things with Damian's and the goddess's help, these eight people were considered invincible and powerful. They'd ruled the nation with their strength. Some might not be useful to the community yet, but in the future, they'd be extraordinary. Ling Song knew that changing their fate would change their future, but what mattered was having these influential figures on his side. He could nurture them with his knowledge and Damian's help.

He sat at a table near the door, watching them enter. He was curious to see who would come. He'd go into the private room when everyone was there. He peeked through the window wall and saw Kwan Tao arrive first. He walked in, eyes sparkling, and took off his headphones as a waitress approached. "Good morning, sir. Please follow me. Ling Song will join you when everyone is here."

Kwan Tao nodded and disappeared into the private room.

Next to arrive were Chen Xu and Wu Dong. They entered, talking.

"I'm surprised you came too." the teacher chuckled, looking at the man. "I thought you didn't care about things you don't consider real. The apocalypse? Pfft. Do you really think that'll happen?"

"I don't think such a thing will happen. I'm just curious about this free political system this unknown person mentioned. The world is corrupted by those in power, but if I had that power, I'm sure I could create the best place for everyone."

"Your ego is huge." the woman rolled her eyes, tired of his ambition. No wonder she'd purposely lost contact with him, her former university teacher.

They were led to the same room as the otaku.

Then, a man with a gloomy face and dark circles under his eyes entered. He stopped briefly, then someone else rushed in and bumped into him. The man looked at the woman behind him and ignored her. "I-I'm sorry" the woman stammered, bowing repeatedly making the man troubled by her action, he then looked away, and his eyes landed on me. I smiled and waved unexpectedly that our gaze would meet. He looked at me for a moment, then the same waiter greeted them.

"Good, the scientist and the doctor are here too." I said happily.

The policeman and the stalker arrived soon after, one after the other, looking around attentively. They had a cold aura as they walked in giving me the shivers.

Five minutes passed, and the last person hadn't arrived. It was already ten minutes past the meeting time. I was a little disappointed; he was the most important one. I stood up, about to walk to the room and open the door, when I sensed someone behind me. I tilted my head up and saw a handsome man glaring at me.

Ling Song shivered and turned around fastly, distancing himself from the man and hurried to open the door, allowing the taller man to enter.

He hadn't heard anyone approach...was he in the bar before me? Ling Song inhaled. "Thanks for coming, Zhou Feng. Please come in so we can start the meeting." Ling Song kept his eyes on Zhou Feng's menacing gaze, thinking he might not come in and just turn around. But Zhou Feng did the opposite and walked in.