Chapter 356 - Night Dinner (2) (1/2)

The long black RV drove slowly through the city. On this night, the Asgard was bustling with noise and excitement. Almost all the electricity was supplied to the huge mountainous city, making the outside walls of every tall building shine with a variety of lights. This would never have happened under normal circumstances, even if Asgard had a few large power stations, he wouldn’t be able to supply the city with electricity continuously throughout the day. Thus, in normal times, at night, the city would conduct regional peak electricity, and the outer regions would even stop supplying any electricity.

Only tonight was special.

Zero sat in the van. Opposite him sat an old man in a black suit. The old man was a master who was specially invited by Valkyrie to conduct temporary etiquette training. He was born into a noble family and had inherited a complete set of etiquette from the old era. He was lecturing Dummy on how to behave at a party, from the distance of conversation to the handshake when he left, from the different etiquette of men and women to the details of what to do with dinner.

In order to remember these things, nearly half the neural memory centers were open to record the Old Man’s words, and he himself was staring absently at the world outside the car.

The main road of the Asgard could only be described as crowded with cars. These cars all had different designs on them, and each pattern represented a certain clan in Asgard’s upper class society. But from what Zero knew, there were only three families that could truly be considered Wealthy in Asgard.

They were the Herben’s family, the Black Rose Family and the Planning family. Whether it was the politics or the shopping mall, the Three Wealthy Classes occupied an important position within the Asgard. Even the Twelve Sovereigns’ Halls could not ignore their voices. And on this path, they wouldn’t be able to see Three Wealthy Classes at all, because they possessed a special road.

The road that was dedicated to them had made them different from the ordinary nobles. It had also widened the gap between the ordinary nobles and the real Wealthy Classes.

This sort of knowledge was something that Zero had just learned. It originated from the mouth of a master of etiquette. Not only was the old geezer familiar with the social etiquette of the old era, he was also extremely familiar with the political power of the Asgard. Of course, he was not able to give Zero a complete set of lessons, but a general explanation was still possible. Among them, he was able to pay attention to the people in the Three Wealthy Classes, and tell him all the characteristics, habits, and so on and on.

Just then, a “peng” sound came from outside the carriage, followed by a myriad of lights exploding in the sky above Asgard. That was a firework, but it was not made from gunpowder. It was an energy flame released by someone with the power of the Elemental Su.

Opening the car window, he stuck his head out and saw countless fireworks exploding in the sky. They quickly formed the symbol of the Hall of Heroic Spirits, and gradually faded away. This was the prelude to the fireworks display. Soon after, balls of fireworks began to appear in the night sky. They fluctuate in a variety of patterns, such as blooming flowers, competing with each other, reflecting the city bathed in a different light.

Looking at the fireworks in the night sky, the car finally stopped at the white stone square outside the city’s Grand Auditorium. The plaza had already planned out an area for parking the cars. Aside from Three Wealthy Classes and other high ranking officials and officials, all the other nobles needed to get off the car and walk towards the Great Hall with their legs crossed.

The auditorium took up nearly ten thousand square meters, its appearance was like an elegant ancient temple, solemn and dignified. Normally, this would be the place where the city’s meeting groups would discuss politics. Occasionally, it would also become a stage for the aristocrats to enjoy the opera. Today, it was an important occasion for the celebratory dinner.

Although it was called a celebratory dinner, it was actually just a name. The main purpose of this banquet was to provide the headquarters and the Wealthy Class aristocrats with an opportunity to communicate with each other. As for the promotion ceremony, it was just a side event. He had no interest in the games of the high society, but he had to come, even if it was for Ben’s sake.

However, to be able to show his face at such an occasion would definitely be beneficial to his future prospects.

After the last word, the old man drove Zero out of the car. He tightened the clothes on his body, and under Helper’s lead, he walked towards the Great Hall. Because he was not an ordinary guest, the Helper had brought Zero along with him to a special passage. It entered from the west door of the auditorium and passed through the wide hall to a room that had already been arranged.

Although it was called a room, it was already as big as the living room of apartment zero. It was more than two hundred square meters. Soft lights were lit in the hall, and beautiful music was playing in the room. Inside the room, Zero saw a few familiar faces, which naturally included his comrades from the battle with Jodtenheim.

Feng and Yorton were currently pointing at the female attendants in the room from the corner while Berrien was sitting on a crimson sofa, drinking wine. Su, on the other hand, was conversing with a man. The man had his back facing zero, was wearing a hat, and was leaning on a walking stick. Looking at him, Zero found him somewhat familiar. Then, Su found zero, so the man turned around. It was Theon with a moustache.

Surprised, he walked forward and asked, “Mr. Theon, why are you here?”

“It’s a long story.” Theon sighed.

At this time, the female attendant came to their side with a drink. Su ordered some red wine and left, leaving the two men some space. Theon frowned deeply. He picked up a bottle of whisky and drank it while Zero asked for orange juice.

After finishing the whiskey, Theon said in a low voice, “Remot is finished.”

On the way back, he had already heard the news.