After careful consideration, Li Cang finally came up with a perfect plan—have the Heat Core cut off Jason's source of power...
At this time, Zhang Meng's communication with the Heat Core had already made great progress.
He could sense that the core's consciousness had begun to listen to him.
That made sense. After all, it was still like a baby right now, believing whatever others told it.
It was a blank sheet of paper. Whoever wrote on it first would leave their mark.
That was why villains often raised villains.
At this moment, Li Cang found Zhang Meng.
There was a trace of pleading in his eyes.
"We have to make the core cut off Jason's power," Li Cang said impatiently. "This is our only chance."
"Jason is far too arrogant. Like the Zhongshan Wolf, once he gets his way, he becomes utterly unrestrained."
"With every second we delay, someone else becomes a victim."
Though Li Cang was no good person either, at least his bottom line was much higher than that guy's.
Zhang Meng nodded.
There was a complicated look in his eyes.
Because he found Li Cang rather pathetic.
Had the other man forgotten again that everything they were doing was actually meaningless?
After all, as long as the Deity no longer liked it, all their efforts would vanish.
Sure enough, the lives of the living did not need meaning. Meaning needed life.
"I understand," he said. "I'll tell the core right away and have it cut off the power it supplies to Jason."
Zhang Meng communicated with the core again.
He told it, "Do you know? There's a guy named Jason."
"He's using the power you gave him to destroy things and hurt others."
"Power should be used for protection, love, and peace. Only then can it