Anomaly Cemetery.
After Bai Zhi finished speaking, the expression on the Gravedigger's face did not change much. Only his tone was slightly colder than before.
"So what exactly are you trying to say?"
Looking at him expressionlessly, the Gravedigger asked the same question again.
"You should know what I'm trying to say."
Bai Zhi looked noncommittal.
"Yes, I know. But why should I believe what you're saying?"
Picking up the wine bottle from the table, the Gravedigger poured himself another glass.
"My daughter is safe now, and she's happy. Besides, she never had the opportunity to become a Player, nor could she possibly be as powerful as you claim."
"Is that so? But I think it's still possible."
Bai Zhi shrugged slightly.
"You explained the concept of an Inheritor to me in detail before. I have reason to believe that she is actually an Inheritor now, and that the power system she inherited came from either you or your wife. You should know more than I do about abilities related to machinery, right? Did she inherit them from you, or from your wife?"
"...I don't believe what you're saying."
After a moment of silence, the Gravedigger raised his head and looked at him.
"Everything is far too coincidental. I'm more inclined to believe this is a trap you deliberately set for me. Give it up. I will never betray the faith I've upheld for decades. That Puzzle Card is the hope of our entire world."
"Believe it or not, I have no interest in that Puzzle Card. As for coincidences..."
Bai Zhi looked up at the sky, completely veiled by darkness.
"Have you ever heard this saying? Every ordinary day we live through may be a miracle happening in succession."
"..."
The Gravedigger did not reply. He merely drank in