"Do you really want to see the Script?"
The Intermediary looked at the King of Negativity with a half-smile. "If you really want to see it, I'll show you. But remember, this is your own choice."
The King of Negativity immediately frowned. Why did this feel like a trap? The question was, what kind of trap could there be in reading a Script?
"Wait, no. The Intermediary went insane after reading the Script the King of Abilities gave them. This Script might really be a trap."
After some thought, the King of Negativity said, "I'll read it after this battle ends, so it doesn't distract me. Besides, if we win this time, that Script will become meaningless."
The King of Negativity's plan was simple: give himself more time to think. If necessary, he could ask the Tree of Time and the Big Head Commander. He would read the Script only after thoroughly confirming that it posed no danger.
As the King of Negativity, the future Lord of the Universe, he naturally had to be cautious. Just like the emperors of ancient times—who among them was not cautious beyond measure? Even when eating, they had others taste the food first. Only after half an hour without incident would the emperor continue eating... cold dishes.
"Fine. Read it whenever you want. Now get lost."
The Intermediary waved a hand and sneered. Hesitant and overcautious, without even a shred of resolve—someone like that wanted to become the Cosmic Protagonist, the ruler of the world?
What, the Intermediary was nearly insane and still looked down on others? What was strange about that? They were mentally ill, not stupid. Why couldn't they look down on people?
Seeing the Intermediary's undisguised contempt, the King of Negativity was somewhat annoyed, but he said nothing and turned to