After bidding Katarro farewell, Cheng Shi returned to the rooftop rest area.
He had been thinking about how to set things up and guide Ultraman's identity toward the Fool's Play. But no matter how he looked at it, such a scheme could at most make the players in this game recognize Ultraman's identity. As for those chaotic believers who had long since been submerged in the river of history, it was naturally impossible to convert them to the Fool's Play.
But that was enough. Compared to the long-gone Isle of Hope, the faith of the players in this era was clearly more important.
This had to be done without making a sound. He had to leave behind clues for the clever people in the game—or the History School—to discover the problem themselves and expose Ultraman's identity. Only then would the players believe that history had long since been tampered with by Deception.
Cheng Shi pondered this for a long time, until a phone call interrupted his train of thought.
Cheng Shi froze and looked toward the warehouse. He had not even answered yet, but he seemed to have already guessed who was on the other end.
He raised his brows and quickly walked toward the warehouse. The first thing he said after answering the call left the other party speechless:
"It's me."
"..."
The other end fell silent after hearing those two words, then let out a soft laugh a moment later.
"You really did escape the mirror!
I sat outside the mirror for a long time, but when I still didn't see you, I figured you might have used some other method to escape. That's why I called.
So, Cheng Shi, how did you do it?"
Cheng Shi grinned. He really wanted to say, *Your grandpa has his own