My Waste Husband
Chapter 987

Chapter 987

"Recluse Association is everywhere?"

When Henry heard this, he smiled but didn't say anything. Henry and Sackcloth Visitor didn't leave the airport. They were taken to another small plane.

The plane could only contain fifteen passengers. There was no window on the plane. Apparently, Recluse Association didn't want Henry to know where their headquarters was.

After a quick check of the inside of the plane, Henry asked Sackcloth Visitor, "They do this every time?"

Sackcloth Visitor shrugged and didn't make a sound.

Getting his answer, Henry chuckled, "I thought people of Recluse Association would know some more advanced techniques."

Sackcloth Visitor walked into the cabin and said, "They just do the best they can. The members of Recluse Association are from everywhere, and their salary rate is only around the level of a Qi- controlling Realm expert who doesn't belong to any organization. Recluse Association doesn't

conduct background checks on its members. So the inner circle of the organization is a totally different world from their members'. Even their members have to go through this every time they get back to the headquarters. They only know the headquarters is located somewhere in Forbidden Canyon, but no one knows exactly where. You know how big the canyon is. It's impossible for them to find the headquarters by themselves."

Henry nodded and did not speak.

After Henry and Sackcloth Visitor settled down on the plane. Someone shut the cabin door, and the plane took off.

Henry sat on the spacious leather chair with his eyes closed. Time passed by slowly.

A few hours later, Henry felt shakes of the plane and then heard the sound of tire friction. He knew they had landed.

Henry took out his cell phone to check the time. Eight hours had passed. When the cabin door was opened, it was already dark outside.

Not like traveling on the ground, it was hard for Henry to tell their route traveling in the air. Henry couldn't even tell by the position of the sun and stars. It was also possible that the plane just circled in the air for a couple of hours for confusing them.

The Recluse Association member who greeted Henry was a middle-aged man. He put on a poker face and never showed any expression.

Sackcloth Visitor told Henry the background of the man in a whisper. The man belonged to Recluse Association's Death Squad. The organization trained these people into someone who didn't have emotions and would do anything the organization asked them to do. Death Squad members didn't have names. They were identified by numbers, which were attached to the chest of their shirts. Henry took a look at the number on the man's chest. It said 9276, which meant there were at least ninety-two hundred and seventy-six members of the Death Squad!

"Oh? Didn't they claim that their motto was to maintain world peace? Why they need Death Squad?" Henry sounded sarcastic.

Sackcloth Visitor shook his head, "The so-called motto is just a propaganda trick. It's beneficial to say they care about world peace. You were the King of Hell, don't tell me you actually believed them."

"Of course," Henry nodded vigorously, "I always thought Recluse Association was an organization of justice."

Sackcloth Visitor gave Henry a hollowed laugh. He didn't believe Henry was serious.

"Gentlemen, please follow me," 9276 stood outside the cabin.

Henry walked toward him.

Even though it was pitch black outside, Henry could tell they were surrounded by mountains. The moment he stepped out of the plane, every inch of his body could feel the freshness. The air here was full of spirit.

As an organization that had existed for more than two thousand years, the amount of Spiritual Stone Recluse Association possessed was more than anyone's imagination. Their technic of utilizing the stones was beyond the understanding of Henry, who was hardly an expert on this matter.

The spiritual matter accumulated in the canyon was preciously balanced to an extent that the human body could absorb but not be harmed. After spending long enough time here, the body's sensitivity to Qi could be improved significantly.

Henry speculated that the reason for the strong magnetic field in this area was due to the Spiritual Stone. The spiritual matter could interfere with the function of electronic devices. When there was a large concentration of spiritual matter on Radiant Island, Future had to modify all the devices to make them function properly.

Henry looked around and realized that the space in the canyon wasn't big.

"Gentlemen, this way," 9276 made a gesture and then clapped his hands.

Henry heard the sound of machinery cranking and then felt the shaking of the ground. In front of him, a ten- meter- width piece of ground was rising.

It was raised about ten meters off the ground. What stood in front of Henry looked like a ten meters tall stone wall.

After a few seconds, six meters below the top of the stone wall, a crack opened up, which revealed a door. The door was so well hidden that no one could find it by merely digging up the ground.

9276 led the way and entered the doorway. Henry and Sackcloth Visitor followed him.

On the other side of the door, it was spacious and empty. When all three of them had entered the doorway, the door was closed behind them, and the stone wall sank back to the ground.

Outside, there wasn't even a trace that the stone wall ever existed, not even a seam on the ground.

Henry stood inside of the stone wall and heard more of the machinery cranking

sound.

"Ha," Henry smiled, "I thought you guys were using something far advanced technology. It turns out just man- operating heavy- duty machines. Don't tell me you guys just take shifts to operate door every day as a show."

Henry's insulting words didn't cause any emotional changes on 9276's face, "Because of the interference of the Spiritual Stone, we can't use electronic machines. Out of the consideration of keeping our reclusiveness and not affecting the world outside, we had to adopt this method."

"Fair," Henry nodded. Henry purposefully talked cynically to provoke Recluse Association. Once they were mad about Henry, he could read off a lot of information from their reaction. But up until then, Henry got nothing from 9276.

There was a reason for Recluse Association to exist for more than two thousand years.

Twenty seconds later, the shaking of the floor stopped. The stone wall in front of Henry opened up, and a beam of light shined in. Henry was stunned by what was in front of his eyes.

"Let's go. I felt the same the first time I was here," said Sackcloth Visitor.