Wanfang Is Guilty; the Guilt Lies with Me

"...My personal recommendation is that we kill him immediately."

Xu Wanfang made the suggestion seriously.

Wu Pifu seriously began considering whether to kill Zhi immediately.

Zhi's proposal was good—very good—but it was not something a human could conceive of or accomplish.

At the simplest level, even if the Final Producer stood alone as a faction, the missions Wu Pifu would receive after joining it would most likely involve raising all humanity or enabling the birth of the Final Producer. Even if he had a chance to replace the Final Producer, that would only come after humanity had been contained and raised.

And if Wu Pifu failed to complete his faction mission, he would never be able to return to his original faction. That was equally unacceptable to him.

Frankly, with Zhi's intelligence, he definitely knew all this. Yet he had still made the proposal. Put bluntly, he just wanted to pull off something huge, and that huge stunt happened to be the key to this battle—albeit key support in reverse.

Zhi merely smiled. "Trust me. Plenty of 'spectators' will want to see this huge stunt. Once you trigger the element of 'wanting to see,' your gains will exceed your expectations. Who knows? You might even become a special Superbrain too~~"

"Oh~~"

Wu Pifu replied with the same smiling tone, except he added a slap. Zhi was once again smacked into the metal, unable to move.

Only then did Xu Wanfang smile. He said to Wu Pifu, "An ancient saying goes: meet strength with the orthodox, win with the extraordinary. Many people only remember winning with the extraordinary, but the true emphasis is on meeting strength with the orthodox. You and I are both Superbrains. What we ought to do is meet strength with the orthodox. As long as our steps