Shoot Me in the Kidney

Ye Tai's heart tightened when he heard that. So it was true—everything had been the Calamity God's handiwork. His guess had not been wrong. That unexpected encounter in his dream would create variables in the future that could not be calculated.

But fortunately, he had gotten on board early—and at the Calamity God's personal invitation.

Ye Tai, who had a temperament similar to Tang Chuan's, still appeared carefree and irreverent on the surface. Yet now, he wanted to test the Calamity God's intentions.

He knew that although things seemed lively on his side, with everyone constantly talking about fighting Depravity and Courage to the death, none of them would truly go that far. They merely wanted to recover a little karma and preserve their own futures.

If they truly decided life and death, they might already have fallen too deeply into the game, unable to pull themselves free.

Ye Tai agreed deeply. "As expected of big brother. Everything is within your expectations. So do I still need to keep fighting them, or do I need to cooperate with you and put on some other performance?"

If he assigned himself a task and let himself glimpse a corner of this grand chess game, then even Ye Tai, who seemed ambiguous and utterly carefree, could deduce something from it.

Since he had gotten on board, he had to do everything he could to make the vehicle run faster and keep its fuel plentiful.

Only by protecting himself could he attempt to preserve the bigger picture when he had strength to spare.

Tang Chuan was genuinely getting more confused the longer he listened. What was going on?

How was he supposed to answer that? It sounded like Ye Tai knew far more than he did. Aside from being the Calamity God, he understood