Foolish Game of the Chapter 1025: Brother, I Knew You Were No Ordinary Man

Galusha left.

Cheng Shi chose not to keep her. Not because the liar had turned over a new leaf and started keeping promises — but because he wasn't sure whether doing sothing to Galusha now would interfere with the Erudition Presidium's experint.

Besides, the current Galusha was at most a slice. Capturing a slice served no real purpose. For the sake of scoring points, Cheng Shi deliberately played it safe.

No — doubly safe.

Given Galusha's undeniable [Folly] wisdom, he had to prepare for the possibility that the Erudition Presidium's trap would fail entirely. So during his conversation, he'd secretly marked her.

This way, if the current Galusha tried to sche against him, what awaited her was Dolgod's iron bars.

With all that settled, Cheng Shi finally turned to ng Youfang, who'd been watching from inside the laboratory. The God Worship Society president could barely contain his excitent. Clapping, he strode out.

He clearly wanted another handshaking session, but Cheng Shi smiled and stepped back — opening just enough distance between them.

Not cold enough to feel distant, yet it shifted their dynamic. From "sycophant and true god" to "two gods eting as equals."

ng Youfang's gaze visibly changed. He wasn't appraising a player — he was scrutinizing a... kindred spirit.

Staring straight into Cheng Shi's eyes, his smile turned warm:

"Good brother. I knew you weren't ordinary.

Mortals are too shortsighted to perceive my divine majesty. Yet you recognized

at first sight — proof enough that you're an old friend from the past.

No wonder. And I appreciate you lowering yourself to remind . But the gods' trial isn't over yet. I still haven't recovered my mories.

So, my good brother — you must be... a subordinate of [Chaos]?"

Despite being neck-deep in delusion, ng Youfang was still sharp. His logic was self-consistent. He knew Cheng Shi couldn't be one of the sixteen true gods, so he imdiately classified him as a servant god.

More interesting still: even after pegging Cheng Shi as a "servant god," he dared converse as equals.

Cheng Shi could already imagine how absurd an audience with an actual god would be for this man.

Alas — [Ti] had no ti to receive His followers.

The man's delusions were bone-deep. But that was exactly what Cheng Shi wanted. 'If you weren't this crazy, I wouldn't dare sche around you.'

Cheng Shi didn't claim the [Chaos] subordinate identity. All that groundwork — even performing in front of ng Youfang — hadn't been for Ultraman's reputation.

The [Chaos] container's divinity was dripping fast enough. What he needed now was to accelerate the [Deceit] container's accumulation.

And so...

"No, no, no! Brother ng — ha, allow

to call you that before you've reclaid your seat — you're mistaken. I'm not [Chaos]'s subordinate. I am... [Deceit]'s envoy.

Let

reintroduce myself. My na is Yu Xi. A servant god of [Void]."

"[Deceit]'s envoy!?"

ng Youfang's pupils contracted. Suspicion crept across his face.

He thought Cheng Shi was lying. He'd never heard of [Deceit] having any envoy.

Seeing that look of doubt, Cheng Shi was even more exasperated.

'Bro — you can believe you're the seventeenth god but can't believe I'm just an envoy?'

'Your delusion is way too exclusive, you know that?'

But these minor speed bumps couldn't stop a seasoned clown. Cheng Shi quickly smiled:

"Naturally. Everything just now is the best proof.

I borrowed [Chaos] Envoy Ultraman's identity to deceive the Afterglow Church — all to create enough entertainnt in this trial to please my Benefactor.

And making them abandon chaos and obey order? That's the biggest joke of all, isn't it?"

ng Youfang's gaze sharpened as he fell into thought. Shortly after: "What exactly did you make them do?"

Cheng Shi didn't answer, only smiled mysteriously: "Wait and see. Revealing a trick early ruins the fun."

This coyness made ng Youfang believe a few more degrees. But liars had a notorious reputation — he had to be careful not to get swindled.

Not that he feared being tricked. Rather, he felt that being deceived during his trial might count as a failure. On the road to reclaiming his divine throne, he wanted zero blemishes.

But Cheng Shi understood human nature perfectly. He knew he had to push harder to cent his identity. The key to convincing soone like this wasn't arguing rationally — it was understanding, empathizing with, and imrsing yourself in their logic!

Just like countering Zhen Yi with performance and fighting the Prisoner with chatter. You had to enter their frawork to find the opening for victory.

So Cheng Shi began again — adding another layer to Yu Xi's disguise.

"My affairs are trivial. Your trial is what matters.

Speaking of which, if my Benefactor hadn't declined and [Fate] hadn't lost interest, the proctor role wouldn't have fallen to .

Sigh, I'm hardly a qualified proctor either. Seeing you enjoy this ga so much made my hands itch — so I jumped in too. Only now did I finally bump into you.

If not for your earlier insistence on strict conditions, I'd have pulled so strings long ago to speed up this trial.

Now I'm stuck too, with no idea when this ga ends.

Brother ng — why not just call it? Wouldn't returning to your throne early and launching the next era be better?"

"...?"

Honestly, since ng Youfang had "awakened his divine self," this was the first ti in any conversation that he'd been left speechless.

Before, whether facing probing or outright ridicule, the fully imrsed ng Youfang had always found a logical, self-consistent rebuttal against external attacks. But today...

No attack ca. Instead, a "partner" showed up.

Fine — if this "partner" were genuine, that would be one thing. But choosing to be his proctor specifically, of all divine positions? What was that about?

Any normal person's first instinct would be to reject — nobody wants a burden or restriction imposed on them. But ng Youfang wasn't normal. He believed he was that god. So he found Cheng Shi's identity perfectly reasonable — very reasonable — but with one condition:

'You can't scam

while my mory's sealed. You have to prove your identity is real.'

'This "reunion" wasn't my doing. As the one who broke the ga's rules, you're responsible for earning my trust.'

ng Youfang's eyes conveyed exactly this. Cheng Shi understood, smiled, and produced the [Order] ring.

"I know your mory hasn't returned. This is the embodint of [Order]'s contract from within the Convention. Inside is the proctor's signature, personally verified by you when you initiated this ga. In your current state, you can't read the text — but you should be able to feel the power."

With that, Cheng Shi casually tossed the ring to ng Youfang. The instant it touched his palm, his eyes grew even more resolute.

"Yu Xi. Though I know you an well, a trial is a trial!

I cannot end this self-imposed test so carelessly.

Let Them wait. This era still has a long road ahead.

Before the next era begins, I will reclaim my divine throne."

"..."

'Incredible. He actually took the bait.'

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