With so many complicated, even conflicting variables, the more he tried to calculate everything clearly, the less he was able to.
It was like how the more humans schemed against one another, the more likely they were to stumble in places they had never anticipated.
Unable to think of a way to let the matter go, You Chen decided not to dwell on it any longer.
The other issues could be considered later, but there was one thing he could accomplish right now.
Tang San's task.
Even considering Tang San's temperament, there was less than a ten percent chance that the task would fall into an irrecoverable "dead-end save" state, but that was still an outcome You Chen was unwilling to accept.
And in just two days, Tang San had reacted several times in ways that exceeded his expectations. That already proved that he could not completely grasp Tang San's behavioral and psychological patterns.
That supposed ten percent chance could just as easily be twenty percent, thirty percent, or even higher.
Like Schrödinger's Cat, it was a risk he could not observe.
Since the course of events could no longer be fully predicted, the longer he delayed, the more control he would lose.
Having determined his top priority, everything else became easy to handle.
Still, while he had never intended to keep everything under control, the current situation—which could practically be called the plot running wild—was hard not to find infuriating for someone who liked things to proceed smoothly according to his plans.
He prepared himself mentally, then swiftly threw himself fully into the role You Xing had set for him...
Though he was surrounded like the moon among stars, You Chen's expression suddenly darkened. He had no intention of responding to his dormmates' questions. Instead, he forcefully spread his