The academic society of the underworld was a very delicate thing.

All nations had their own scientists, and they would regularly hold all types of seminars together, but the scientists from the new continent were always absent. 

This made sense, given the current state of the new continent, which prevented any of its scientists from leaving its borders.

However, there was one exception, and it was the independent scientist, Benjamin Franklin.

Benjamin Franklin just so happened to be studying overseas 100 years before Mictlantecutli and Mictetikasiwa went insane, so he missed the most chaotic time period at the very beginning. After that, he spent the next few centuries founding the Euler's Gem No. 1 Energy Resource Research Station.

Currently, he was seated on one of the large sofas, nodding in Archimedes's direction as a polite gesture of respect.

Just like in the previous conference hall, the sofas formed a semi-circle around the room, surrounding a particularly intricately crafted sofa at the very center. That seat had clearly been left for Archimedes and Aristotle, and they didn't refuse the kind offer as they sat down onto it, then looked around at all of the Yin spirits present with a faint smile.

No one said anything.

The only sound in the room came from the crackling netherfire burning in the lamps in the corners of the room.

Only after a full three minutes had passed by did Aristotle finally...