The casino.
A lively, bustling casino.
Zhang Yinghao stood inside the cafe across the street from the casino. As he sipped a glass of hard liquor, he said, "I really know this casino well—after all, it's in the same line of work as me. We're both part of the underground world, so I know a few people here. But what's with these lines?"
On the table in front of him lay a stack of freshly printed pages, covered in dialogue.
Gu Qingshan nodded at Fei Ying.
Fei Ying raised her hand, revealing hundreds of black threads wrapped around her wrist.
"As you can see, each thread on her arm represents one of our targets. But at first, there weren't this many. There was only one." Gu Qingshan said.
Zhang Yinghao looked confused. Pointing at the hundreds of threads, he pressed, "Then why did they suddenly multiply?"
"Because... this is a screening mechanism," Gu Qingshan said.
"Screening for what?"
"The right person. Only the right person can approach that target."
"And what happens if it's the wrong person?"
"One of the threads will lead them farther and farther away from the real target," Gu Qingshan said.
Zhang Yinghao and Fei Ying exchanged a look, then shook their heads together.
"Don't get it," they said in unison.
"It's simple. Fei Yue, I received a warning from the Chaos Sequence. There's actually a multiple Parallel World Art here, which is why your Fate Thread suddenly branched into hundreds of strands. There's a version of our target in every parallel world," Gu Qingshan said.
"I think I understand. In other words, we have to cross all the parallel worlds to find the real target," Fei Ying said.
"Exactly," Gu Qingshan replied.
"How?" Zhang Yinghao asked.
"By screening them. I was the one who experienced