Chapter 54

"Sage!"
As the dragon landed, the student shouted excitedly.
In his eyes, Sage was their savior.
Tang Jiu, the Dancer, and the Doctor stepped out of the exchange one after another.
Tang Jiu was overjoyed, and just like the student, she called out, "An'an."
Her next words were, "Did you finish off that pretty boy?"
Earlier, the Wandering Poet had forcibly taken Gu Yi'an away, riding off on the dragon.
But this time, Gu Yi'an had returned alone on the dragon. They didn't see another figure, and it was clear that many things must have happened, with Gu Yi'an ultimately winning and returning.
The Dancer gazed at the lone figure on the dragon, a hint of sorrow in her eyes as if recalling something, but she quickly smiled again.
She was happy about the Gambler's return.
Hearing the commotion, the Tavern Owner stepped out of the tavern, holding a full beer stein.
He immediately noticed the figure on the dragon's head and also observed that there was no one else on the dragon.
"Well, the princess has slain the dragon," he remarked, taking a sip of his beer and sighing. "A wicked dragon shouldn't fall in love with a human."
Once it falls in love, it's death.
The dragon gently rested its head on the ground to make it easier for Gu Yi'an to jump down.
Gu Yi'an assessed the height and cautiously stepped on the dragon's nose before leaping off.
As soon as she landed, the student rushed up to her again.
"Sage, you're so cool! You've become a dragon rider," the student exclaimed excitedly.
Seeing how docile the dragon was, it was clear that Sage had tamed it with her wisdom.
Gu Yi'an could tell from the student's expression what he was imagining.
She didn't explain it.
She couldn't very well tell everyone that the dragon listened to her out of respect for the Wandering Poet.
What if they asked about the Wandering Poet?
How would she explain her relationship with that guy?
How would she explain his disappearance?
Should she say that she threw away the jade pendant, and he just vanished on his own?
This way of disappearing was far too dramatic.
Gu Yi'an looked at the four players still in the tavern.
The student and the doctor were almost completely unscathed, while Tang Jiu and the dancer had some damage to their clothes, as if they had just been through a fierce battle.
Tang Jiu ran over and gave Gu Yi'an a big hug.
"An'an, you did great."
A hug wasn’t enough for her, she actually lifted Gu Yi'an up and spun her around in place.
Her enthusiasm was more than Gu Yi'an could handle.
"Xiao Jiu, alright, alright, put me down," Gu Yi'an said helplessly.
"An'an, your waist is so slim."
Tang Jiu sighed with envy as she set Gu Yi'an down.
The dancer smiled at Gu Yi'an, expressing her welcome.
The doctor gave a slight nod but said nothing.
None of them asked in detail how Gu Yi'an had dealt with the poet or how she had tamed the dragon.
Everyone needed their secrets.
Gu Yi'an looked at them and said, "Get on. It's time to clear the level."
The student, hearing this, exclaimed happily, "Sage, do you know how to clear the level?"
Gu Yi'an replied, "It's just a guess. The exit should be in that low hill. The tavern owner said all the warriors had failed, but that doesn’t seem very likely. If the previous warriors were players like us, it’s impossible that they all failed. The only explanation might be that they cleared the level, but the dragon remained, which is why it’s said that the warriors failed."
"I think the exit is in the low hill."
The student said, "Sage, are you thinking of taking a gamble, betting that the exit is in the low hill?"
Gu Yi'an nodded.
The student slapped his thigh and said, "Sage, you might have been assimilated too. Your character this time is a gambler, and gamblers love to take risks."
Gu Yi'an looked at the student in surprise.
Tang Jiu rolled her eyes and said, "Him? He’s figured out that we’re being assimilated by this data world, meaning we’re gradually turning into real data. I guess he’s a bit useful after all."
Tang Jiu admitted that the student had some use.
The student was overjoyed.
Gu Yi'an smiled and said, "Even without assimilation, if we stay in this data world and keep falling into new game worlds, we’ll eventually be destroyed."
Continuously entering new games, clearing levels, and moving on would slowly wear down a person’s will, leading to their destruction.
Could this be the patience the wandering poet had spoken of?
"Get on now."
Gu Yi'an then gave instructions to the dragon.
The dragon obediently laid its tail on the ground.
Everyone climbed onto the dragon’s back using its tail. To prevent instability when the dragon took off, they sat in a circle, facing outward.
Gu Yi'an raised her voice and said, "Let’s go."
The dragon slowly flapped its wings.
Unlike before, when it accelerated abruptly, it now ascended gradually.
Gu Yi'an and the others sat securely on the dragon’s back.
A gentle breeze brushed past.
The dragon circled once in the air before heading toward the low hill.
Tang Jiu was sitting next to Gu Yi'an.
She took out a prop and held it in her hand.
Gu Yi'an realized she could no longer hear the student speaking nearby.
Tang Jiu smiled and said, "This lets only the two of us hear our conversation. An'an, that pretty boy didn’t do anything to you, did he?"
Gu Yi'an shook her head.
The poet had disappeared the moment she threw down the jade pendant.
She was almost certain the poet was the notebook.
He had probably already returned to the real world.
Tang Jiu looked at Gu Yi'an and said, "An'an, I need to tell you something."
Her expression was far too serious.
It was the first time Gu Yi'an had seen such an expression on Tang Jiu's face.
Gu Yi'an nodded, indicating that she was listening very attentively.
Tang Jiu said, "The wandering poet is a god. You know which god I'm talking about."
Among the players, there was only one being they referred to as a god, the one who had dragged them into The Game of the Gods, that lunatic.
Most players knew that the god enjoyed using alternate identities and that he had countless avatars.
Tang Jiu's gaze rested on Gu Yi'an's face.
She knew that although Gu Yi'an appeared aloof, she was actually very perceptive.
Tang Jiu asked, "Do you remember what I said to you in the game where we first met?"
Gu Yi'an thought for a moment. The game where she and Tang Jiu had met was the same one where she had encountered Lu Zize.
She had a vague impression, but as some time had passed, she couldn't quite recall it.
Tang Jiu said seriously, "His target is you. It was the same last time, and it's the same this time."
"I suspect that the god's only target is you," Tang Jiu voiced her speculation.
Gu Yi'an quietly watched Tang Jiu.
Tang Jiu continued, "An'an, you probably have your own suspicions too, right? That guy might be the god."
Gu Yi'an wasn't sure how to respond.
She was a bit puzzled, how could Tang Jiu be so certain that the poet was the god? And from her words, it seemed Tang Jiu knew that Lu Zize in that particular game was also one of the god's avatars.
Tang Jiu understood the look in Gu Yi'an's eyes.
She took out an object resembling a small mirror from her pocket and said, "This is a detection tool from our organization, used to check if there are any dangerous beings nearby. Usually, when it signals an extreme danger warning, it means there's a projection of the god nearby. No matter how much he weakens himself, he's still a higher-dimensional being."
"Organization?" This was the second time Gu Yi'an had heard of a player organization within The Game of the Gods; the first time was from a player named Brother Zhang.
"Yes, I joined an organization a while ago. The tool we used to enter the game together this time was exchanged from the organization. Unfortunately, this tool can only be used once. I heard the organization originally had a tool called 'Shared Heart' that could be reused. But by the time I went to ask, it was too late, someone else had already exchanged for it."
Gu Yi'an didn't speak upon hearing this.
She suspected that she might be the one who had exchanged for the jade pendant.
The world could be both vast and small, who would have thought that even through twists and turns, she could be connected to someone familiar?
"I didn't know that the Lu guy was a god during that game. But after joining the organization, I learned some information from them and got this detection tool, so I gained some understanding of gods. In this game, I encountered the wandering poet who gave me a familiar feeling. Both of them are undoubtedly projections of the god."
Tang Jiu didn't elaborate on how she recognized the god. She said, "An'an, do you know what the purpose of the organization I joined is?"
What was it?
Gu Yi'an appropriately showed her confusion.
In her heart, she already had a guess. They had tools to detect gods, collected information related to gods, and Tang Jiu was hostile toward gods.
Even in the game, she didn't hesitate to expose the god's disguise.
"Deicide."
Tang Jiu's voice wasn't loud, but it was firm.
She said, "Our goal is simple: deicide."
"Our fate can only be in our own hands, even death is the same. Our deaths shouldn't be controlled by outsiders. Even if it's an unknown being claiming to be a god, we won't give up."
As Tang Jiu said this, she looked into the distance, bathed in golden sunlight.
Gu Yi'an saw a certain belief called defiance in her.
Tang Jiu's voice suddenly grew somber. She said, "Don't be fooled by my passionate words, it's actually very difficult for us to achieve. Do you know what that lunatic did when the Deicide Organization was founded?"
She didn't need Gu Yi'an to answer and continued on her own, "I heard from others that at that time, a line of black text floated in mid-air. It said, 'I'm looking forward to it.'"
Gu Yi'an listened quietly, thinking that Tang Jiu only needed a listener at this moment.
Tang Jiu said, "Everything we do is under its watchful eyes. Whether we resist or obey, it doesn't matter to it. The reason it created this game might just be to study human behavior. It looks forward to the emergence of an opponent more than anyone else because it's too bored."
"We will never understand its actions, just as it will never understand us."
Tang Jiu looked at Gu Yi'an and said, "An'an, you seem to be a bit too kind to it. You're so smart, you recognized that it was a god, yet you still allowed it to get close to you."
Was she allowing it?
Gu Yi'an didn't know.
Maybe not. It was just that she happened to encounter the god every time.
Gu Yi'an glanced at the distant clouds and mist, recalling the moment the poet took the initiative to leave.
Perhaps it was the god who was indulging her.
In her first game, she met Xiao Ze, who said he would protect her, and he had been protecting her ever since.
Tang Jiu unconsciously fiddled with the tool in her hand and said, "I might be talking too much, An'an. I just want to say, don't let it get close to you anymore. It's a god. It can't possibly understand human emotions. It's just imitating, experimenting, it wants to mimic human emotions, but it's not human after all. It will never understand."
"It would never consider us as its kind either."
Tang Jiu fell silent, and quiet settled between them.
Gu Yi'an didn't know what she was thinking either.
That lunatic god who dragged them into his game, indifferent to death and delighting in toying with people, no matter how you looked at it, she would despise him.
But when it came to Xiao Ze, she just couldn’t bring herself to hate him.
Because Xiao Ze had always been protecting her in his own way.
He might treat others poorly, but he was good to her.
Perhaps it was like how a bad person, consistently wicked, might suddenly do one good deed and make others think he wasn’t so bad after all.
Tang Jiu was the one to break the silence. She said, "An’an, I know I shouldn’t be saying this."
She was well aware that her relationship with Gu Yi’an wasn’t that close.
In this game, she had taken the initiative to present herself as Gu Yi’an’s best friend in front of the other players, making it easier for them to stick together later. To avoid revealing their real names, they used nicknames directly. It seemed intimate, but there was still some distance between them.
An’an was a good friend, willing to go out of her way for others and always considering their feelings.
When Tang Jiu wanted to enter the game with her, An An had agreed to come along.
Maybe she was overthinking it, but Tang Jiu didn’t want the scenario she feared to come true.
"An’an, don’t let him get close to you again," Tang Jiu said.
Gu Yi’an heard her clearly and understood Tang Jiu’s concern.
She replied, "Xiao Jiu, I was just thinking about something."
A question that had suddenly sparked in her mind.
Tang Jiu said, "Don’t think about it. If I were in your place, I’d like you too. You…"
Tang Jiu’s eyes shifted, and she pointed at the sun, which wasn’t too bright, saying, "You’re like light."
Like light, steady and warm, piercing through the darkness, attracting gazes from the deepest shadows.
Gu Yi’an felt helpless. "Don’t praise me like that."
She knew her own limits; she was nowhere near as good as Tang Jiu imagined.
Tang Jiu’s bias as a close friend was too strong.
She was just an ordinary person with plenty of embarrassing moments, like last year when she ended up in the hospital from binge-watching dramas all night.
Right now, in the game, she was only forcing herself to stay calm and become someone who could survive, all for the sake of staying alive.
Gu Yi’an said, "What I was thinking about isn’t what you assumed. I was wondering if, to the god, we might just be a set of data in a digital world?"
A set of data that could be copied or altered at any moment.
Its contents laid bare before him.
And it could never break through dimensions to truly harm him.
Gu Yi’an’s possibility made Tang Jiu ponder for a moment.
Tang Jiu said, "It’s very likely. To the god, we are low-dimensional beings. He can see our past and future, alter our fates at will. He watches our struggles, calculating infinite possibilities. That might be why there’s a ‘Game of the Gods', to him, it really is just a game."
Tang Jiu's mood was somewhat low.
Gu Yi'an said, "I'm just speculating. Perhaps the true identity of the god isn't like that. Our situation isn't that bad."
Hearing this, Tang Jiu smiled and said, "We're all making indirect inferences about the god based on what we've seen. Our organization wants to collect all the data on The Game of the Gods, including the experiences players have inside the game, the items they obtain, and the customs and culture of the world they see, using all this to deduce the god's true appearance. Unfortunately, it seems we've gained nothing. There's too much. What we see is always just the tip of the iceberg."
She changed the subject, "God-slaying is a long road, but also a very promising one. An'an, do you want to join us?"
Tang Jiu invited Gu Yi'an to join them.
God-slaying?
She didn't seem to have a reason to slay a god.
Gu Yi'an thought for a moment and shook her head.
She didn't want to join another organization; it was too troublesome. Her life was already filled with enough trouble.
If she really joined this organization, a certain notebook would probably act pitiful and say it was very sad, even though it might not admit to being the god.
Gu Yi'an still wasn't as extreme as other players, desperately wanting to kill the god controlling their fate.
Because she still believed in the words she saw when entering the Game of the Gods.
"This is the grace bestowed upon you, the dying, by the god."
She believed in those words.
Seeing Gu Yi'an decline her invitation, Tang Jiu wasn't disappointed. She smiled and said, "It's fine for you to be a casual player. After joining this organization, I realized that even though it has absorbed so many members, it's rare for two members to meet, there are just too many players in The Game of the Gods. The organization also has to collect data, which is quite troublesome."
As they spoke, the dragon arrived at the low hill.
On the mountainside, there was a large platform where the dragon landed.
Tang Jiu put away the item in her hand.
The student looked at them curiously and asked, "What were you talking about just now?"
The dancer and the doctor jumped off the dragon one after another.
Tang Jiu gave a push, and the student who had just asked the question slid down the dragon's tail, landing unharmed.
Once all five players were on the ground, Tang Jiu said, "Your curiosity is that strong now?"
The student replied with a pained expression, "It's not like I want to be this way."
The group arrived at the platform and saw a massive passage leading into the mountain.
It seemed the end of the passage was the dragon's lair.
Gu Yi'an said, "We should head inside."
The student glanced around and said, "We got here that easily?"
The nearby dragon let out a roar.
The sound reached Gu Yi'an's ears and turned into words: "Unhappy."
Someone had entered its lair, and it was unhappy.
Gu Yi'an turned back to soothe the dragon.
The dragon obediently stayed in place.
Seeing this, the student understood, "It wouldn't be easy to avoid the dragon."
If it weren't for the Gambler taming the dragon, they would have had to face its attacks to go inside.
"Let's go in."
As she spoke, Tang Jiu walked ahead alone.
She said, "I see the door to the endpoint."
The student took out an item that looked like a flashlight to provide light.
Under the illumination, everyone saw a double door identical to the one from the previous level's endpoint.
The student said, "Shall we go in then?"
"No." Gu Yi'an suddenly spoke up, stopping everyone.
They all looked at her.
Gu Yi'an said, "This level should be similar to the previous one, there are other monsters that will attack us."
The student asked, "Isn't it the poet? Sage, you've already dealt with the poet."
Gu Yi'an replied, "It's not him."
If it were the poet, the moment he disappeared, this game would instantly transform into a world of data, just like the previous level.
Gu Yi'an looked at the dragon curled up on the platform outside and said, "It's the evil dragon. Only by killing the evil dragon will this game end. If we enter the exit door, we'll just be transported to the next game."
"So annoying," the student muttered.
Tang Jiu glanced at the dragon outside and was the first to speak up. "I'll go. Slaying a dragon, I've never done that before."
The doctor cast a cold glance at the dragon before turning his gaze to Gu Yi'an.
Gu Yi'an shook her head.
She said, "Let me try first."
The dragon had listened to her earlier; perhaps there was a better solution than killing it.
Hearing that Gu Yi'an would go, Tang Jiu didn't make a move.
Gu Yi'an walked up to the dragon. She looked at the rather ferocious creature and asked, "Are you willing to come with me?"
She had managed to take the hanged ghost and the little girl out of the game before, so she should be able to take the dragon as well, if it was willing.
The dragon's enormous eyes stared at Gu Yi'an.
Gu Yi'an's proposal seemed to go strongly against the dragon's own will, as it showed clear resistance toward her.
Of course, its true master was the poet.
Gu Yi'an said, "Think about it again. Come with me."
Tang Jiu and the doctor stood behind Gu Yi'an.
Seeing this, Tang Jiu remarked, "Is it unwilling? Then I'll just kill it."
Hearing Tang Jiu's words, the dragon let out a furious roar directly at them.
The blast of air sent the players' clothes fluttering backward.
The sound also left everyone's ears ringing.
The small coffin in Gu Yi'an's pocket slipped out, blocking most of the impact.
That dragon roar signaled the beginning of the fight.
The doctor leaped into action, using the dragon's foot, wing, and belly as stepping stones in a series of jumps before landing on the dragon's head.
The dragon's head began to shake violently, trying to throw off the person on it.
The platform's surface trembled along with the dragon's movements, as if it were shaking.
Tang Jiu, who had been beside Gu Yi'an, also vanished from sight.
When Gu Yi'an looked again, she saw Tang Jiu leaping onto the dragon's head and throwing a punch downward.
The little girl from the small coffin soared into the air and suddenly expanded into a massive hot-air balloon, roughly the size of the dragon's head, and crashed straight into the dragon's eye.
The dragon's eye throbbed with pain. At the same time, beside it, the Student cautiously poked the dragon's body with a prop.
The dragon collapsed.
The Dancer, holding a prop, raised her voice unusually loud, "I've immobilized it, five seconds at most. Hurry up."
"Enough," Tang Jiu's voice rang out.
In the next moment, the Doctor's scalpel sliced across the dragon's head, and Tang Jiu's punch landed, blood splattering as the dragon's head separated from its body.
Gu Yi'an glanced at their surroundings and said, "Attention, we're charging now."
As soon as she finished speaking, the dragon and the low hills before them vanished, replaced by countless streams of data cascading from above.
This was the moment.
Without hesitation, everyone rushed into those data streams.
They were now a set of data themselves.
As the data flowed, Gu Yi'an suddenly felt a sense of disorientation.
It was as if countless scenes flashed before her "eyes."
Deserts, ruins, deep seas, wild forests...
Some she had never seen before; in others, she spotted familiar faces.
She saw Tang Jiu leaping down from the top of a towering spire.
The Dancer weeping over a blood-soaked figure.
The Doctor standing rooted outside an emergency room.
The Student, with a radiant smile, handing a crystal ball to a pointy-eared, elf-like girl.
Gu Yi'an had a hypothesis: were these the players' memories?
They had become data, so their memories had turned into data, available for viewing.
What about her own data?
As Gu Yi'an pondered, a scene seemed to appear before her eyes.
It was in a classroom, where a male classmate ran up to the podium and shouted, "It's decided, our class graduation trip. Everyone must come. Anyone not going? Raise your hand. No one? Then we're all going."
"An'an."
A familiar voice came from beside her, her best friend from senior year of high school. "An'an, I heard they chose a mountain location. We'll have to camp out. Let's agree in advance: we'll share a tent."
"Of course, we'll definitely share one," Gu Yi'an heard herself reply.
This scene, a memory from Gu Yi'an's past, vanished in an instant.
An endless ocean of data enveloped her.
Gu Yi'an knew she had to search slowly until she found their source code in this world.
She needed to be patient.
Gu Yi'an "saw" the data of countless mini-game worlds, passed through them, and located the "control lines" governing these small worlds.
"Control lines" composed of various commands and data.
Gu Yi'an drifted along, following the control lines of those mini-game worlds until she reached a place resembling a control center.
The entire process was surprisingly easy, far simpler than Gu Yi'an had imagined.
Was God helping her again?
Because she still hadn't encountered the data of the other players. They might have gotten lost in the data world.
A flicker of doubt crossed Gu Yi'an's mind, but she still entered the control center.
Though called a control center, it was actually a place where data was centralized.
Gu Yi'an could retrieve corresponding data through commands.
The first character she found was Reckless.
In the data world, Reckless's full name was "New Character Reckless."
Gu Yi'an glanced at it, pondering whether this meant Reckless Tang Jiu was entering this data world for the first time.
She quickly skimmed through the contents recorded in Reckless's data.
It contained more than just the character introduction, it also included Tang Jiu's real name, recorded the events she had undertaken in two challenge games, as well as her relationships with other characters and her favorability toward them.
Reckless toward Gambler: Favorability 85, status note: Very fond.
Reckless toward Dancer: Favorability 60, status note: So-so.
Reckless toward Student: Favorability 1, status note: Worried about being tricked.
Reckless toward Doctor: Favorability 0, status note: Can't beat them.
Reckless toward Wandering Poet: Favorability -200, status note: Wants to kill him.
Gu Yi'an only took a quick glance, roughly browsing the general content recorded in the data, and immediately deleted all data related to Reckless.
As long as the player's source data was deleted, the player could clear this round of The Game of the Gods.
Following this procedure, Gu Yi'an deleted the data of the Student, the Doctor, and the Dancer one by one.
After that, Gu Yi'an hesitated for a moment. Instead of retrieving the Gambler's data, she entered the words "Wandering Poet."
She quickly got the search results.
New Character Wandering Poet.
If Gu Yi'an's earlier inference was correct, that "New Character" meant entering the game for the first time, then this implied that the Wandering Poet was also entering the game for the first time.
She checked the Wandering Poet's favorability toward the other characters.
The first to appear was the person he favored the most.
Wandering Poet toward Gambler: Favorability positive infinity, status note: Full of love.
This was too exaggerated, who would believe it!
Gu Yi'an didn't believe it.
She thought it was something this guy had deliberately left for her to see.
She glanced at the Wandering Poet's favorability toward the remaining characters.
His favorability toward Dancer and Doctor was both zero, status note: Who are they?
No need to think about it, Dancer and Doctor had low presence, and the Poet simply hadn't remembered them.
Gu Yi'an continued reading.
The wandering poet's favorability toward Reckless negative infinity. Status note: an eyesore.
The wandering poet's favorability toward Student: negative infinity. Status note: already blocked.
What did the student do to earn the wandering poet's dislike?
Gu Yi'an wasn't surprised that he disliked Reckless, Tang Jiu's previous provocations had likely been recorded in the poet's mental notebook.
Gu Yi'an then looked at the events recorded in the data involving the poet.
She saw large sections of repetitive text: "He was watching the gambler."
There was so much of this text that Gu Yi'an couldn't quickly locate his final action in the game.
Since she couldn't immediately find the wandering poet's last recorded action, Gu Yi'an chose to delete his data directly.
Next, she entered the character "gambler."
The data for the newly created character, the gambler, appeared quickly.
Gu Yi'an glanced at the data related to herself.
She navigated to the favorability section, wanting to see how the data world recorded her favorability toward others. The data world's records might be more straightforward.
Gambler's favorability toward the wandering poet: 89. Status note: almost love.
Who would believe that!
Gu Yi'an would bet that this was definitely the wandering poet's own tampering.
She checked her favorability toward others.
Her favorability toward Tang Jiu was also 85, with the status note: a trustworthy friend.
The student, the doctor, and the dancer were all at 70, with the status note: trustworthy teammates.
Her favorability toward these people almost matched her own judgment, except for the wandering poet.
That guy was truly infuriating and amusing.
Gu Yi'an usually had little emotional fluctuation, but that guy always managed to irritate her.
She calmed herself down and deleted the gambler's data.
The moment she deleted it, another thought occurred to Gu Yi'an. She quickly entered the words "newly created character."
The result she got was zero.
No previously created characters existed in the data world.
Those people had either already left or had been assimilated by the data world, becoming part of it.
Gu Yi'an had no more attachments.
Immediately after, pure white enveloped her.
Gu Yi'an returned to the pure white space.
In the tavern, the tavern keeper drank beer and looked at the empty establishment.
He wondered, when would the new warrior arrive?
When would the evil dragon come to kidnap the princess from his place?
Would the wandering poet come...
Who was the wandering poet?
The tavern keeper drank his beer and fell into deep thought.
In the pure white space, Gu Yi'an saw familiar black text appear in midair.
[Game Clear Status: Excellent. Although your indifference has disappointed the god, He still admires you. Praise the merciful god.]
Seeing the word "merciful," a hint of a smile appeared in Gu Yi'an's eyes.
Just look at the wandering poet's favorability toward Reckless and Student, negative infinity.
If He was merciful, then no one was unmerciful.
[Reward: The god has graciously granted you ten days of life and one item. Do not hesitate; praise the god from the bottom of your heart.]
[The god says to you: Your waist is very soft.]
Gu Yi'an: "?"
Her gaze fixed on the last line of the black text. Her eyes filled with a mix of embarrassment and annoyance.
If you have the guts, say it to my face!