Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

The werewolf was on high alert.

But everything that followed went smoothly.

It was taken to a side hall, where a prince was waiting for it.

"The organization has decided to send you to Immortal Country?"

The Skeleton toyed with a badge and asked.

"Yes, Your Highness," the werewolf bowed in respect.

"Well then, I'll send you there, but you must be careful. Immortal Country is extremely dangerous, and you mustn't act recklessly," the Skeleton said.

The werewolf's heart was about to leap out of its chest.

Could it be—

Was it really going to succeed?

The powerful beings of various universes, so many forces, so much scheming, even efforts to overthrow the Human Empire in the Nightmare World—

They were even preparing to wage an imperial war!

Yet they still hadn't gained the opportunity to enter Immortal Country.

As for Death Planet, it was under the protection of Cloud Rainbow Celestial Honor, and moreover, had withdrawn from the Nightmare World, announcing it would no longer concern itself with the affairs of Immortal Country nor participate any further.

So now, no one could enter Immortal Country!

Who would have thought.

—It was themselves who had won!

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness, I will," the werewolf said respectfully.

"Alright, come and sign the informed consent form," the Skeleton said.

"Consent form?" the werewolf asked, puzzled.

"Every brother that enters Immortal Country will face a perilous situation of potentially nine deaths out of ten. We must sign an informed consent form to certify that it's your own decision, before letting you enter," the Skeleton explained.

That was quite reasonable.

"Alright, I'll sign," the werewolf stated.

The Skeleton handed over a thick stack of documents.

The werewolf looked closely and saw the words "User Service Agreement" written in large letters.

What followed were three hundred pages detailing the various services the organization's members would receive upon entering Immortal Country, as well as the corresponding legal agreements.

The werewolf patiently read through more than three hundred pages until its eyes began to blur.

—Thankfully, there were no problems with the agreement.

Just a bit long-winded.

"I've finished reading, let's sign," said the werewolf.

"Right, after this one, there are other documents to sign as well," the Skeleton replied.

The Skeleton watched as the werewolf signed its name, then immediately brought out another thick stack of documents with over five hundred pages.

The werewolf looked and saw "User Information Authorization and Risk Disclosure Statement" in big letters.

Below was a line of fine print:

"The security of the user's personal information is protected. We will take appropriate security measures according to legal requirements, to the best of our ability to keep your personal information safe and controllable."

The werewolf flipped through it casually.

It was all about how personal information of organization members would be handled in various situations and the permissions others would have to use that information.

The werewolf patiently read through five hundred pages and felt as if it was about to die.

"Let's sign," it said despondently.

After signing all the documents with the Skeleton, yet another thick stack of three thousand pages was brought out.

"What is this?" the werewolf asked. Stay connected with My Virtual Library Empire

"Anti-Addiction System and Real-name Authentication Service Agreement—there was an eight-year-old kid who used his dad's credentials to enter Immortal Country before, and it led to a tragedy," the Skeleton explained.

The Skeleton picked up the stack of three thousand pages, neatly placing them on the table.

The werewolf held its breath, looked up at the documents nearly touching the ceiling, and after a long while, mustered the strength to say:

"I could just sign it directly."

"Whatever, we mainly follow a procedure here to avoid blame when something happens," the Skeleton said indifferently.

The werewolf didn't want to hear any more and quickly signed the pen.

The contract was established!!!

A faint ripple oscillated in the void.

The werewolf, alarmed, said, "Why is there a contract?"

"Nonsense, the organization has just gained control of this back door. It's already good enough that we let you use it; you can't just claim it as your own," the Skeleton's voice was even louder.

"You mean—" the werewolf hesitated.

"Yes, you only have the right to use the back door, but the back door belongs to the organization, understand?" the giant Skeleton patiently explained.

"I get that, but how did I become a servant?" the werewolf said with a tone of dissatisfaction.

The giant Skeleton slapped the table and shouted angrily:

"Everyone is a servant of the organization. If you deny that, you can leave the organization now and get out of here!"

The werewolf pondered carefully.

That's right.

No matter who owns the organization, the leaders would never treat low-ranking members with importance.

Servant...

Forget it, having come this far, should I give up searching for the whole truth?

"Sorry, I misunderstood, I have no issues now."

The werewolf gave a sincere bow.

"Then go, the wall behind me, open the door, and you'll enter Immortal Country," the giant Skeleton said.

"...Alright," the werewolf agreed.

To enter Immortal Country by simply opening a door?

How did it suddenly seem so fake?

The werewolf could no longer restrain himself, strode up to the wall, and pulled the door open.

Behind the door was indeed an Otherworld!

—Having mingled in multiple universes for so many years, I still have that much discernment!

The werewolf stepped in.

The door disappeared.

He only saw a giant Stele behind him, with a line of characters:

"Supreme."

Supreme Immortal Country!

The werewolf trembled all over and then turned his head to look at the distant mountain ranges.

A huge palace sprawled across the mountains.

In front of the palace's main gate stood two Giants wielding Warhammers.

The aura emanating from the Giants was frigidly intimidating.

Excellent.

This is truly the Supreme Immortal Country, really the secret place where the Heavenly Technique is kept!

The werewolf, unable to suppress his excitement, immediately took out a scroll and tore it apart.

Woosh—

He vanished from the spot and appeared at the border between the Human Empire and the Undead Empire.

There was a Human camp here.

He was immediately surrounded by Professionals of the Human Race.

"It's me, it's me! Friendly! Friendly!"

The werewolf quickly dispelled his disguise.

—He was indeed a human with the strength of the Law Domain Seventh Layer!

The crowd immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The leader joked with a smile:

"Ah, the information assassin, who makes people tremble at the mere mention, Mr. Spy of The Glorious Empire, what have you discovered in your intelligence gathering mission to the Undead Empire?"

"I've found the back door to Immortal Country," Mr. Spy said.

"What!" the leader exclaimed in shock.

The people around were also surprised.

"It's true, I've personally verified it, there are no issues,"

Mr. Spy said, continuing in a serious tone:

"In the Eternal Night City of the Undead Empire, there's an organization called 'Liangshan'!"

"We need to find Chief Diva Baxter from the Dark Night Rose Dance Troupe; he is the organization's contact person."

"Regarding his real identity, he is not actually a Diva—"

"Within the 'Liangshan' organization, he is actually known as Li Da, the Black Whirlwind with dual Warhammers."

"He can lead us into Immortal Country!"