That's right. This was Fu Qian's sudden idea.
He now had to deal, as a mortal, with an entity that even a Warehouse believed would be difficult to fight in a transcendent form.
It was an abstract situation, but since he couldn't overpower it, why not outwit it?
For example, open his mind and completely give up his sense of self.
He'd already seen that the Grail could imbue corpses with knowledge. Could it possibly take things as far as the Brain Dance in Bailuoke Town?
And if it worked, he'd be the least threatening anchor for it—a perfect Tool Person.
Perhaps it wouldn't spare him in the end, but he'd most likely be safe until all the other people in the know were dead.
But to that unseen opponent, he would still be an existence that had to be eliminated.
If their priorities clashed, the Grail would have a chance to face "It" head-on and become aware of "Its" existence.
After that, with the help of its Tool Person—him—would come a contest between the authorities of omniscience and the unknowable.
That was also why Fu Qian had chosen to turn his head into the likeness of the See Me Sect in the puzzle.
At this very moment, the Grail was practically in the closest possible contact with his thoughts.
And of all the "eyes" he'd come into contact with, the people of the See Me Sect were clearly the most open and welcoming.
If the possibility he'd imagined existed, this would be the best time, place, and method.
He couldn't help marveling once again: knowledge was power!
But...
Though Fu Qian had indeed felt something strange for a moment after doing all this, it still fell short of the Brain Dance he'd imagined.
Was this still not enough?
His