What on Earth Is He Up To?

A dark conference room.

Not a ray of light entered the room, its windows draped with blackout curtains.

Six people sat facing one another inside.

The atmosphere was unmistakably ominous.

When people gathered in a pitch-dark room like this, there were usually two possibilities.

A meeting of an occult club or secret society. Or a clandestine organization plotting some grand conspiracy.

This time, it was the latter.

“You’ll join KJ as experienced hires.”

The man seated across the table spoke in a low voice.

“We don’t know how many of you will get in yet. It’ll depend on the situation.”...