"You have that much confidence in them? You must understand, your talent, to them, means something unimaginable!"
Wei Ping’an did not lie.
At this very moment...
Zheng Zai, although he had already given up and accepted being sacrificed by Wen Xishu, the "Wei Ping’an" in the room where Zheng Zai was, was still earnestly persuading.
"Zheng Zai... don’t you long for power?"
"Let me tell you, Zheng Zai! If you don’t make a choice, you will never be able to clear your father’s name!"
"Once you have Wen Xishu’s power, can you imagine... how everyone will revere you? At that time, all the injustice your father suffered can be washed away. All those who once harmed you, they will have to kneel and kowtow to you!"
"All the achievements Wen Xishu attained, you too can obtain! Though he is dead! But you will be reborn!!"
Similarly, Yue Yun over there was the same.
"Yue Yun, you desire to be the strongest, I can feel your unwillingness, but in this world, many things cannot be achieved through effort alone!"
"Absorb them!"
"Your heart has already given up on comparing yourself to Wen Xishu, but now, do you know! You can surpass Wen Xishu!"
"Those prominent figures in your mind will be shocked by your talent! As long as you agree to become a god! Furthermore... do you think they would disagree if you didn’t?"
"I’m not afraid to tell you, only one person can leave the carriage... do you hope that person isn’t you?"
Yue Yun was indeed struggling.
Xun Hui, the old principal, and the Five Elders... these outstanding figures, each with an unreachable talent.
Yes, people always say that most people’s efforts cannot match sheer talent... but Yue Yun has reached it.
Precisely because of this, he felt that every time he narrowed the gap with geniuses, it felt like they were deliberately not trying hard enough, granting him leniency.
He truly realized the gap in talent.
In Wei Ping’an’s eyes, Yue Yun was undoubtedly the easiest person to accept the ritual.
"Standing at the peak of all geniuses, becoming someone even geniuses look up to, you only need to agree with us! Just a bit faster, or else... it will be your turn."
Ah Miao naturally faced temptation too.
But Ah Miao very straightforwardly refused. Wei Ping’an had only spoken halfway, just starting to describe the beautiful prospect of having talent, and Ah Miao righteously refused.
"No... absolutely, absolutely not!" Ah Miao shouted sharply.
Wei Ping’an sighed:
"Alright then, let’s wait for the result."
Wei Ping’an gave up persuading Ah Miao.
Very simple, because rather than creating a god unrecognized by Ah Miao, Ah Miao would rather follow her own god.
Yes, in Ah Miao’s heart, there was already a god.
Coincidentally, this god was also facing the same choice as Ah Miao.
In the end, Wei Ping’an only said:
"You finally have a new life, about to be reduced to someone else’s sacrifice, is it worth it?"
Ah Miao calmly responded:
"If it’s for Ah Shu, I think it’s worth it."
Wei Ping’an somewhat admired this girl:
"Your loyalty is what we need, what a pity. I truly hope you were that god."
These words were half true, half false.
Wei Ping’an stopped speaking, waiting with Ah Miao for the result.
Only Wei Ping’an knew that there were actually still two people struggling.
One was Wen Xishu, and the other was Yue Yun.
Wen Xishu seemed more like he was contemplating, while Yue Yun was genuinely struggling.
As for Zheng Zai, Zheng Zai had given up.
"I... I couldn’t become Younger Brother Wen, even with his talent, I couldn’t accept myself killing my benefactor for power."
Zheng Zai gave up less resolutely than Ah Miao. Ah Miao, because of faith, Zheng Zai, due to both faith and morality.
But he also made a choice that left him with a clear conscience:
"If Younger Brother Wen thinks he needs my power... I, I’m willing to offer this power!"
Wei Ping’an was actually only half sure of persuading Zheng Zai. Whether Zheng Zai accepted or refused, it seemed reasonable to him.
He did not continue persuading in the end, because although Zheng Zai hesitated a bit, once he made a decision, it was unchangeable.
In the end, Wei Ping’an fell silent, awaiting the results from the other two "selves."
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Room 01.
"Mr. Wen Xishu, there are only fifty seconds left, I can be certain... if you don’t make a choice, one of the three of them will definitely make a choice!"
Wen Xishu did not respond, still contemplating.
This plan seemed somewhat too wicked. And the Dragon Hide Plan, as a subsequent Level Seven mission...
To already reveal its full scope here seemed rather hasty.
Moreover, Wen Xishu still remembered something Wei Ping’an said...
"They will survive safely, nothing will happen. It depends on... how you choose."
These words were clearly contradictory to the current situation.
The previous Wei Ping’an gave Wen Xishu the impression of a genial and sincere elder.
Both seemed to be facing the same enemy—the apocalypse.
But now, Wen Xishu felt Wei Ping’an was more like a slick merchant trying his hardest to persuade him.
His fingers tapped the table rhythmically, staring fixedly at Wei Ping’an.
Wei Ping’an said:
"Twenty seconds left. After twenty seconds, assuming one of them chooses to sacrifice the three of you... take a guess, who will it be?"
"I think it will be Yue Yun."
Starting a psychological game with me, making assumptions, then letting my mind simulate Yue Yun making a choice, allowing my logic to automatically convince me of Yue Yun’s reasons for making the choice...