Foolish Game of the Chapter 152: Failed Escape

The [Folly] follower was utterly overwheld, while the [Oblivion] follower, Bai Fei, showed no surprise at Hu Wei’s revelations.

Of course.

For anyone who had reached 2600 points, they likely already had so understanding of the gods. Perhaps the signs had been there all along, and Hu Wei’s “truth” rely helped her connect the dots.

She lowered her gaze in thought, as if realizing sothing, but didn’t let anyone else see her expression.

As for Cheng Shi…

He believed it. Or rather, he pretended to.

Because once he learned that Hu Wei wielded the power of [Chaos], Cheng Shi no longer trusted a single word that ca out of the [War] follower’s mouth—not even past statents or punctuation marks.

The Master of Deception talent could expose lies, but the power of [Chaos] was no lie.

Just like the [Chaos] bard Huang Bo in an earlier trial—he had stolen a teammate’s identity, yet Cheng Shi had been unable to determine whether anything he said was true or false.

Now, Hu Wei might possess similar abilities.

So why was this [Chosen One] of [War], this Grand Marshal, sharing such “secret” information with two relatively insignificant players?

For soone like Bai Fei, who was bound to discover these truths eventually, Hu Wei could justify it as a way of winning her over.

But what about him and Yan Chun?

The difference in their rankings was too vast.

Even if Cheng Shi really was 2400 points, that still left a notable gap between him and those at 2600.

No one shares information for no reason. And if soone does, they wouldn’t be a [Chosen One].

After all, those who are too generous with their knowledge tend to have lower scores.

Or, to be blunt, their “ga lifespan” tends to be short.

This is the harsh reality—the [Faith Ga] does not reward sincerity.

With a solemn expression, Cheng Shi gazed down at his feet, putting on a convincing display of being deeply shaken by Hu Wei’s words.

But in his mind, he wasn’t thinking about what Hu Wei had said at all. Instead, his thoughts were consud by soone else.

An old enemy.

A trickster from the future:

Su Yida!

When Su Yida had returned, the power of [Ti] flowed from his fingertips, far more potent than the borrowed strength of [mory].

Cheng Shi had long wondered where Su Yida’s power ca from. Now, as he reflected on Hu Wei’s words, he began to think that maybe the Grand Marshal was telling the truth.

At so point in the future, had the gods rewritten the ga’s rules, doing away with the requirent for players to follow a single faith?

Had the power of faith truly fused?

But aside from Su Yida, there was another person on Cheng Shi’s mind.

It was this other person who made Cheng Shi hesitant to trust Hu Wei’s story entirely.

That person was none other than the [Order] heretic who had mixed other faiths into his own, the whistleblower of [Chaos], Chernosly!

It was Chernosly who had once confided in Cheng Shi about how his fusion of different faiths had drawn the attention of [Chaos]. And so, Cheng Shi found himself weighing Hu Wei’s words, uncertain whether they were true.

Was the Grand Marshal sowing chaos to gain further favor from [Chaos], or was he genuinely sharing information in the hope of receiving sothing of equal value from the three of them?

The more Cheng Shi thought about it, the more he leaned toward the forr.

This wasn’t conspiracy thinking—it was simply that Hu Wei didn’t strike him as the type of person who traded sincerity for sincerity.

Sure, Hu Wei was generous, but the force behind his generosity was hard to ignore.

If you didn’t mind being manipulated, Hu Wei might be a good “partner.” He certainly wasn’t stingy with his allies.

But if you hated being used, cooperating with soone like Hu Wei would be like eating dirt.

Cheng Shi was definitely the latter. He could stomach so dirt, but he couldn’t tolerate soone imposing their will on him.

With one exception.

Suddenly, the atmosphere grew tense.

The flas behind them still roared, and the sound of chanical Assault chs scraping the ground could still be heard beyond the fire wall.

Hu Wei’s “sincere” gaze swept over everyone, and he shook his head with a wry smile.

“Understanding yourself and walking the path before you is what matters. Don’t chase a future you can’t see.

Ti is short—we should move.”

But after all that had happened, none of the three, including Cheng Shi, was willing to step through the small door Hu Wei had opened with the power of [Chaos].

“Hahaha, since none of you want to go first, I’ll go.”

“Rember my words—I only strike my enemies.”

With that, the Grand Marshal strode boldly through the door.

Yan Chun hesitated for a mont, but in the end, his desire to witness a Void Experint from the Tower of Logic outweighed his doubt. With his lance held high and a look of deep seriousness, he followed Hu Wei through the door.

Cheng Shi didn’t move. He even wondered if he could just make a run for it.

After all, the one who had roped them into this was already gone. Technically, at this point, he was just a free agent.

Well, not entirely free.

There was still the ice-cold beauty standing beside him.

Cheng Shi quickly adjusted his expression and turned to Bai Fei, only to find her watching him intently. Smiling gently, he extended his hand like a gentleman and said:

“Ladies first.”

Bai Fei remained expressionless, as cold and unmoved as when they had first t.

She was an iceberg, through and through.

Seeing that she had no intention of moving first, Cheng Shi’s eyes darted around before he tried another approach:

“Wanna add

on WeChat?”

The mont those words left his mouth, the icy woman shot him a sideways glance, said nothing, and promptly stepped through the door.

As soon as she disappeared from sight, a grin spread across Cheng Shi’s face, and without a second thought, he bolted in the opposite direction—away from the High Wall of Truth.

Goodbye, Void Experint Grounds!

If this keeps up, I’m going to end up as one of the lab rats.

See you later, folks—I’m finding my own way ho. You guys enjoy yourselves.

But just as Cheng Shi reached the fire wall Hu Wei had conjured earlier, the once-raging flas suddenly extinguished.

With the barrier gone, the Assault chs that had survived the fire imdiately spotted the “intruder” once again.

Even though the original four intruders were now reduced to one, the chs wasted no ti in surrounding him.

“…Damn it. I knew it!”

Cheng Shi’s face darkened as he turned and sprinted back.

This was Hu Wei’s version of generosity!

This was Hu Wei’s “I only strike my enemies.”

Sure, technically, Hu Wei hadn’t lied. But he had still managed to force every choice in his favor.

With the Assault chs’ spears closing in, Cheng Shi glanced at his ring.

Three charges!

Even with three Screaming Mouths ready to go, there was no way he could escape. If he kept running, he’d never find a way ho—he’d probably end up on a one-way trip straight to a divine audience.

Sigh, what a ss.

Whether I stretch my neck or pull it back, the blade’s going to fall either way. So I might as well step into the danger.

Who knows? Maybe I won’t die after all.

With that thought, Cheng Shi let out a deep sigh and dashed through the door.

Once all four players had entered, the small opening in the High Wall of Truth vanished with a thunderous sound, and the wall returned to its previous, unbroken state.

Golden light once again flowed along its surface, radiating a holy and untouchable aura.

The Assault chs, having lost sight of their target once more, slowly stood up, repairing themselves as they trudged back to their posts.

The void fell silent once again, leaving only the glow of “Truth” to illuminate the surroundings.