Wang Qi could be certain that the prescient one had cast him in here only after giving it some thought.
Even the stupidest prescient one could dress himself up as a sage.
So long as the reverse-temporal bandwidth was sufficient, they did not need to think things through at all. They could simply obtain their strategy directly from the future.
Their life essence, transcending the mundane and entering the sacred, naturally granted them such privileges.
But Wang Qi still could not guess why.
"Prescient ones need empirical verification, firstly because games played by other prescient ones in the future will disrupt the information, and secondly... because reverse-temporal bandwidth is limited and must be conserved."
"Conserving bandwidth is indeed very likely. No matter how strong this senior is, distributing his reverse-temporal ability across an entire planet and civilization would probably leave him stretched thin."
"Come to think of it, he chose to establish this 'box' here because he was waiting for some variable—this was a choice he made from the very beginning. He chose this strand of history, but I do not know why. And it definitely has nothing to do with the Beauty God. But this 'variable' may not have nothing to do with the dragon race."
That was how Wang Qi considered it.
Yet he did not withdraw simply because the other party had schemes.
This fellow might be far stronger than the Savior Devil King. But the current Wang Qi was not entirely incapable of fighting him anymore.
After all, compared to when he had first completed the universal quantum computer, Wang Qi's advancement in "techniques" had been immense.
At worst, he could still kill himself.
It was only one percent of his power anyway.
His cultivation had now borne fruit. If judged solely by the total amount