Foolish Game of the Chapter 795: Wait, You Actually Have One?

Had he heard everything?

That was the first question that surged through Cheng Shi's mind. He stared at Aph Ros with furrowed brow, hoping to hear an answer from this domain's master — but before Aph Ros could respond, the answer... revealed itself.

The marionette trembled unsteadily and rose from the ground.

It was still alive!

Or rather, neither the cocoon of Zangier's flesh nor the embrace of Go Lis's grudge had managed to destroy the puppet.

Yet why was it covered in damage — looking more like sothing reassembled from fragnts?

"It seems our guest is in fine spirits. My dear brother, won't you introduce this trespasser who snuck into my ho?"

Though Aph Ros's words carried an edge, Her tone held no genuine reproach. After all, every outsider was a window through which She could glimpse this era. She had no objections.

Far from it — the mont She'd laid eyes on the marionette, She seed to have already guessed sothing. To confirm Her suspicion, She tossed the question to Cheng Shi.

Cheng Shi had no interest in courting trouble, so he quickly deflected the question to the puppet itself.

"Hey — you. Who are you?"

"..." The marionette's dead-fish eyes wobbled slightly. Then, manipulating its battered limbs, it perford an impeccably elegant bow before the three of them and spoke in a tone of unruffled calm.

"What a thrilling performance. I have never underestimated anyone. And yet... I still underestimated You.

A humble mortal vessel. The World-Viewing Fool. The man behind the curtain. Wei Mu — paying his respects to three Envoys.

It is my great honor to have been invited to Dolgod, to witness the final curtain on this absurd foolish act."

Wei Mu was Wei Mu, through and through — a single glance had told him this was Dolgod.

But... three Envoys?

Cheng Shi's eyebrow twitched, and he cut a sidelong glance toward Hu Xuan.

Clearly, Wei Mu had already counted Hu Xuan as a Birth Envoy. Not only that, he'd heard every word of their earlier conversation — and had classified Cheng Shi himself as an Envoy too.

The Deceit Envoy, Yu Xi.

A thought sparked in Cheng Shi's mind. Suddenly, Wei Mu's "stowaway" act didn't seem like such a bad thing at all.

Think about it — what could possibly be more entertaining than having the Player universally acknowledged as the ga's most intelligent mistake your identity?

If he truly wanted to play the part of Yu Xi, then winning the belief of the Folly Chosen was unquestionably the most effective way to spread the cover story. Nothing else even ca close!

If even Wei Mu believed Cheng Shi was Yu Xi, then who else in the ga would dare doubt it? Who had the right to doubt it?

'Could you possibly be smarter than Wei Mu?!'

At the thought, Cheng Shi grinned.

Aph Ros smiled too. The puppet's bow was so graceful, its introduction so impeccable, that after hearing it through, She broke into applause.

"Ah, this era is brimming with fascinating people — as many as the stars. Tell , brother — is this wise man your friend, or your enemy?"

Cheng Shi let out a dry chuckle and shrugged. "All who arrive are guests. He and I have no quarrel. So why not beco friends right here and now?"

The puppet abruptly dropped its head in an exaggerated nod.

"The honor is mine."

"Splendid. Since we're friends, it would be poor hospitality to receive a friend in a place like this." With a casual wave, Aph Ros transported everyone back to the terrace draped in the red glow of sunset.

Servants filed in and set the dining table in order. Aph Ros settled into the head seat and extended an inviting hand. Cheng Shi and Hu Xuan exchanged a glance, pulled back their chairs, and sat on opposite sides of the long table. Only the puppet remained standing near the railing at the far end, staring at a servant who had just withdrawn. Its gaze was rigid.

Cheng Shi glanced back and grinned. "What — you know Gao Ya?"

The puppet snapped back to attention, scrambled up onto a stool and then onto the table with exaggerated movents, sat cross-legged on its surface, and gave a gentle nod.

"I once studied the results of a certain experint she conducted. She left an impression. I'd intended to find an opportunity to exchange ideas with her. I hadn't expected her to be here."

"Interesting. With her ranking, the fact that she produced results worth your interest must an the experint itself was quite compelling, no?"

Cheng Shi had laid his curiosity so bare that even a fool could see it. The puppet emitted a rough, chanical laugh and explained in its characteristically deliberate cadence.

"It's nothing remarkable, really — far less noteworthy than Wang Weijin's experint. It was rely a hypothesis, one that mortals lack the ans to verify due to cognitive limitations. Now that I've had the honor of being invited here, I'd like to consult the three of you. Might Wei Mu be so privileged as to receive your guidance?"

"..." Cheng Shi pursed his lips. Wei Mu was certainly clever, but there was always sothing insufferably aloof about him — probably the result of spending too long behind the curtain and not seeing enough people. No matter how the conversation went, it never quite felt "close."

Aph Ros, however, was thoroughly fascinated by Players. She smiled and raised her goblet.

"Let's hear it."

"Thank you for the opportunity. I once heard that Silence is a pure observer who never participates in the struggles among the gods and has no intention of faith fusion. Gao Ya's experint validated precisely this. So I wish to ask the three of you — was her conclusion correct?"

Aph Ros gave a soft laugh. Cheng Shi raised an eyebrow. Both spoke at the sa instant:

"Naturally, it's correct."

"Completely and utterly wrong."

"?"

When the two contradictory answers rang out simultaneously, the puppet's expression beca exaggerated and spectacular.

Its anticipatory gaze clearly said: 'I knew it — the real knowledge lies in Their mouths.' But... whose knowledge would prove right?

Cheng Shi's response caught Aph Ros off guard. She tilted Her head, studied him for a mont, and then Her eyes lit up as She realized that the new era must have brought changes. She smiled at Cheng Shi and said:

"My brother, have you recovered your mories?"

The line was an absolute assist — from that point on, Cheng Shi could ask questions and play the curious child with zero reservations. He'd been wracking his brain for a way to let Wei Mu know about this without leaving a trace, but all his scheming paled next to the effortless revelation from his good "sibling."

And so Cheng Shi smiled even wider.

"Partially, yes. But this has nothing to do with recovered mories." He turned to Wei Mu, his expression playful. "Perhaps the behavior of Silence followers led you to believe Gao Ya's research was correct. But rember — every experint has its limitations.

For certain reasons, I cannot tell you too much. However, in light of the help you once gave Hong Lin, I'll share this with you: Silence is not a pure observer. At the very least, She will tacitly permit fusion with Decay.

Of course, today's Decay is not yesterday's Decay either. The era moves forward, the gods change with it. And if you want to know what those changes look like...

Wei Mu, show

what you're capable of. I can grant you information that no mortal could possibly obtain."

The puppet contemplated in silence for a mont, then looked up. "What kind of capability?"

"For example, start by telling ..." Cheng Shi curled his lips, stole a glance at Hu Xuan, then fixed Wei Mu with a laden stare. "Where did the Container on you co from?"

"!!!"

The mont the words left his mouth, the entire table froze in shock. The gazes of the other two present snapped toward the puppet with razor-sharp intensity. The puppet itself dropped its jaw — literally — and went completely rigid.

Cheng Shi half-expected the man to bolt. But after a long, long pause, the puppet slowly retrieved its fallen jaw, reattached it, and sighed in genuine admiration.

"Impressive.

How... did You see through it?"

"?"

'Wait — you actually have one, man?!'

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