Wen Xishu quickly had a new idea:
"Let’s switch the perspective to the right angle. Your grandfather, An Rongzai, as one of the titans of this world, would naturally not resign himself to being a piece of meat at the end of days."
"He started to spare no effort, spending a huge amount of money, in search of the one person who could change everything."
"And that person really did appear. His name was... Scorpio."
[How does he know that person’s name... he shouldn’t have been there!]
Jincheng was extremely astonished, and a barrage of thoughts appeared over his head.
Wen Xishu didn’t expect just the mention of "Scorpio" would cause such a significant emotional reaction from Jincheng.
He didn’t waste the opportunity and decisively touched the barrage. For a brief moment, Wen Xishu was transported to that memory.
It was in a dark, old-fashioned study. Jincheng originally wanted to ask his grandfather for some money but suddenly stopped in his tracks.
He heard his grandfather talking to a child in the study.
He was astonished. How could there be a child in his grandfather’s study? The most unsettling thing was the child’s tone, which was condescending.
"An Rongzai, I have no interest in your wealth. As an ordinary person, you’ve already seen the power of that world, where what circulates is not currency, but strength."
"But I can reward you with my abilities in the form of a game. If you can complete this game before the apocalypse... you will gain great power."
Jincheng froze, as if he heard the sound of kneeling.
"I am willing to pay any price... to complete this game."
"Very well. I hope you can keep your word. I have a bet with Gemini, betting that you are willing to give up everything, betting that in this game, everyone will give up everything for that chance."
"Don’t disappoint me. Here is the content of the game, I leave it here."
The memory hadn’t ended yet, and Wen Xishu felt immense fear. This fear didn’t come from himself but from the memory’s owner—Jincheng.
Jincheng had always been a second-generation heir with a wayward and reckless image, unconcerned about anything except his grandfather.
He was extremely curious as to why a child could speak to his grandfather in such a manner.
He hid secretly, knowing his grandfather’s habits well. The more important the item, the less likely it was to be taken out of the study.
After An Rongzai left, Jincheng snuck into the study using the techniques he had learned while mingling with criminals.
Soon, he found the "Reversed Seven Game" manual. Suddenly, Jincheng seemed to hear the child laughing lightly, but when he turned around, he found no one else in the study.
Jincheng gathered his courage and looked at the contents of the manual.
Wen Xishu widened his eyes; it was now his turn to be astonished.
Because aside from the dialogue and the reenactment of the memory itself, Wen Xishu also felt some other emotions from the depth of the memory’s owner’s heart.
These emotions were too strong to be ignored, even just within the barrage.
He realized he had judged incorrectly, and the mistake was significant. It came as a shock, as he didn’t expect Jincheng to be such a person.
Jincheng also noticed that Wen Xishu’s expression had suddenly changed dramatically:
"Why... why are you looking at me with such a surprised expression all of a sudden?"
Wen Xishu sighed:
"The first half of my story isn’t wrong, but the latter half I haven’t told yet has a significant problem."
Jincheng said:
"Quit beating around the bush, speak plainly. What do you know! How do you know all this!"
Wen Xishu nodded, his tone softening slightly:
"Scorpio made a deal with your grandfather, for Scorpio it was just a game. But for your grandfather, it was indeed an opportunity to grasp a miracle."
"The only thing your grandfather didn’t expect was... that you would spy on the plan. Although he found out later, you also knew he knew."
Jincheng was scared, unable to fathom how Wen Xishu knew all this.
Now he began to believe that Wen Xishu wasn’t arranged by his grandfather.
An Rongzai was a terrifying person; he would only tell others what part of the work needed to be done. Under his management, every person in the Sanqiu Group was like a cog in a fixed range.
These people, under his arrangement, made the huge machine of Sanqiu Group continuously produce money.
So although An Rongzai might reveal some of the Reversed Seven Plan to a few people, he would never reveal it deeply.
It was obvious that Wen Xishu knew too much, as if he were an invisible observer who had watched the entire story.
Through the spiritual barrage, although Wen Xishu couldn’t know all the secrets, he had grasped the overall outline of the story:
"In that plan... hundreds of ordinary people are needed. At the same time, Miracle Mansion also needs seven people with the traits of the seven sins."
"The seven people are sacrifices. In fact, those hundreds of people are also sacrifices, only they are primary sacrifices. Their autonomy will be gradually stripped away... they will slowly become the slaves of the mansion. Although they are alive, they are already complete puppets."
"And those seven people, after having their seven sins thoroughly reversed, and the reversed sins reach their peak, they will die for different reasons."
"The arrogant will die of inferiority."
"The gluttonous will die of anorexia."
"The envious will die of indulgence."
"The wrathful will die of pleasure."
"The slothful will die of diligence."
"The lustful will die of abstinence."
Wen Xishu looked at Jincheng:
"The greedy will die of generosity. Jincheng, you saw the Reversed Seven Plan manual, you know a very crucial point. That is greed is the core, and the core will be given the title of Zhenqi, the heart of the entire Reversed Seven Plan."
"This core..."
Jincheng stared at Wen Xishu, unable to believe how Wen Xishu knew so much.
Wen Xishu didn’t keep him in suspense and slowly said:
"This core must be An Rongzai’s blood relative, his most beloved blood relative. All along, you’ve been one of your grandfather’s most cherished people."
Jincheng stood up:
"Why do you know these things?"
Wen Xishu said:
"Your grandfather’s miracle came from that person named Scorpio, your miracle comes from me."
"I once received a clue, its content was this: On the path of pretending to be a good for nothing, you have always been diligent. You have always believed that your grandfather could see through to your true thoughts. But does the conglomerate family really have no family affection? You don’t like your current name."
Wen Xishu no longer hid it, he read out the task clue information from the Desire Tower directly.
He continued:
"I originally thought that this clue meant that in the eyes of others, despite all your acts, you should have been a good-for-nothing second generation."
"You do this to not gain your grandfather’s approval. You know your grandfather loves you very much... but you don’t dare to gamble. Would your grandfather sacrifice you to obtain the power called a miracle? In a conglomerate family, is there really no family affection?"
"You hide your ambitions and greed, you diligently pretend to be a good-for-nothing just to survive."
Jincheng said:
"So what if it’s true?"
Wen Xishu shook his head:
"No no no, the truth is not that. Jincheng, like I said, the latter half of my original story had problems, I judged wrong."
"Jincheng, you’re not the An Zhenqi in the story."