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Though the logic had been laid out clearly, it still felt like gambling with his life.

Gai Yu still had yet to take the second step toward the π-class.

It was like an enormous revolver of death pressed to his head, loaded with hundreds of millions of bullets, only one of them a blank...

Every second, it spun madly. Through mathematical calculations, many wrong answers could be ruled out.

But his computing power was not enough. By the time he calculated the correct answer, it had already spun past... Normally, this step would take a very long time to cross.

But perhaps it could also be achieved in one stroke!

A powerful intuition, the courage to wager everything?

Then fine. Gai Yu tried to interfere subjectively, forcefully believing that one answer was right, that it had to be right: You are the correct answer born of my infinite confidence! There is no probability. You must be it! One hundred percent! Yet he still did not pull the trigger. Reason continued to desperately drag Gai Yu back: Don't be impulsive. This confidence isn't enough yet. It still needs to brew! It still needs to brew. You're not confident enough yet... Your subjective interference definitely isn't in place yet. One more time... One more time...

The weight of sixty million years spent cutting through thorns and brambles rested in this single shot...

Was he afraid of death? Not really. Yet he kept putting it off.

Gai Yu had once heard that Lan Tian was not far from becoming a Star God, but there was a hurdle he had never managed to cross. Thinking about it now, could this be that very step? It was truly difficult—not just technically, but psychologically as well.

Countless distracting thoughts rose in his mind, only to be