Fate Weaver, Let's Make a Deal

Hearing Cheng Shi's arrogant reply, Wang Mou, covered in blood beside him, finally realized what was happening.

Zainjil was really here!

He had actually appeared in a reality far from the Isle of Hope, far from the Dagger of Stars, and far from the Scholarly Council!

How had he done it!?

Setting aside how he had done it, was this great leader of the Creation Alchemy Department searching for his own finger?

How did he know his finger would appear in this Experiment Field?

Had he planned it long ago, or had he come up with it on the spur of the moment?

Judging from the situation before them, 0221 was clearly wary. He didn't dare attack Cheng Shi, apparently afraid that Cheng Shi had tampered with the finger somehow. He feared that if he killed Cheng Shi, he would never be able to find that finger again!

That meant the finger had to be of immense importance to 0221. The Fate Weaver had seen through this before he did and used that finger as a bargaining chip to save both their lives!

What astonishing insight the Fate Weaver had!

Wang Mou looked at Cheng Shi in shock, feeling that he had still underestimated this usually grinning and joking Fate Weaver.

But had Cheng Shi really calculated everything to this extent?

Not at all!

Cheng Shi had just said that he did possess quick wits, but admitted that he was no match for 0221 in intelligence.

Thus, no matter how steady or cautious he was, he hadn't been able to guess 0221's thoughts and intentions. Although he knew that Zainjil's finger in his hand was connected to the Experiment Field, he had known nothing about the situation and had no idea how to leave a contingency on the finger.

That