The Mastermind and the Accomplice

"Actually, we already knew it was you who was illegally discharging nuclear wastewater when you took charge of it, but I didn't stop you... After all, preventing the leakage of nuclear wastewater is a good thing."

As she said this, Miss Lin smiled, revealing her beautiful iridescent eyes. "Fate doesn't seem to care much about whether nuclear wastewater leaks or not."

"We just need to hunt down the marine creatures that were supposed to die anyway... they were going to die slowly from Fate's relentless pursuit anyway."

"But if I take action, Moerae will give us credit... well, it's like voluntarily working overtime to fix bugs that don't affect the program's operation."

Lin, who was walking with her through the Romania landscape, said this, and Cong Yu didn't know what to say.

The other party was indeed very honest.

"Yes, I'm very grateful that you can tell me all this."

Cong Yu said, struggling to organize her thoughts, and looked at Lin with emotion. "But you wiped out the entire Mexico, and too many innocent people died... I can't accept it."

If it were the old Cong Yu, she definitely wouldn't care, well... and it doesn't really matter now either, since the dead are just numbers.

As long as he doesn't witness the tragedy firsthand, he can treat it as something insignificant.

But Carlos Mario cared a lot about it.

As Carlos's friend, Cong Yu also had to act accordingly, not to mention that Carlos himself almost died because of it. If it weren't for Lin, Cong Yu would have crippled that Followers of Moerae on the spot.

The problem is... Miss Lin is also an acquaintance.

Although they weren't officially friends, she still managed to save Hong.

Between Red and Carlos Mario... let's say the former is more important.

But to say that Miss Lin's merits and demerits can offset each other is simply not the case...

Oh no, it's bugged.

Cong Yu now felt just like Bai Cinan kill the lion. He should have been a great white shark, but his mentality could only be that of a little goldfish.

In the past, Cong Yu might have already unleashed his Heavenly Martial Killing Dao upon Miss Lin, but now...

Well, he had to admit it; his personality had softened considerably since he met Yaochuan Guang.

In response to Cong Yu's words, Miss Lin shrugged and said, "There's nothing I can do about it, it's just that... Trolley Problem."

The Trolley Problem.

Imagine five people are tied to one trolley track and one person is tied to another, and then an out-of-control trolley speeds by.

You pass by here, and there happens to be a lever nearby. You can push the lever to make the tram move onto another track.

In other words, it means deliberately killing one person to save five others.

You can either do nothing and watch five people die, or deliberately kill one person who didn't need to die, in order to save the other five.

It's worth mentioning that Cong Yu is, in principle, the kind of person who would say, "Oh, what's it to me? I'm leaving."

But if he's in a good mood, he wouldn't mind kicking the tram away.

I'll save them! I'll do everything in my power to save them!

Without this kind of "clown act" tactic, and with strangers on both sides, there would be no question of "sitting idly by and watching five people die."

Even if he watched a million people die, it would have nothing to do with Cong Yu.

But what if someone Cong Yu knows is kidnapped on one side... well, using Yaochuan Guang or something like that as an example is obviously inappropriate, let's use that Nozuchi instead.

Although we've barely met at all.

(Nozuchi:???)

So, the Cong Yu also saved the Nozuchi.

But... something's not right.

Miss Lin's example is incorrect.

"Why the Trolley Problem? You must be referring to the Trolley Problem as I understand it... I didn't see your choice."

As she said this, Cong Yu corrected the other person's statement. "What you're doing is actually more like forcibly binding someone to the railway tracks and crushing them to death."

I didn't see you rescuing anyone.

"Ah, this brings us to the perks Moerae gave us."

As she spoke, Miss Lin, a sober believer in the new era, called out God's name and talked about things like "probability" and "Fate."

Although it's complicated, it's explained fairly clearly.

Therefore, it seems that fortune tellers are probably considered liberal arts majors...

... After all, you still need a silver tongue to swindle money; poor language skills are a no-no.

"So, one side is the parents who were destined to die, but after escaping their inevitable Fate, they are unexpectedly hunted down; the other side is a passerby who was originally Fate to die, but for some reason survived... This is the Trolley Problem."

Cong Yu said this, marveling at the other person's "I don't know why," because... no matter how she thought about it, it was because of her existence.

"Yeah, I don't consider myself a good person, but I have to save my family and my sect... um, boss."

As Miss Lin spoke, she rubbed her hands together like a fly, her face beaming, "After I resign from my job here, can I come work for you?"

Tsk...

Hateful.

Cong Yu wanted to beat up Miss Lin, or even kill her on the spot, to avenge the innocent Mexico...

But thinking about it carefully, I should have told Carlos about this.

Cong Yu wasn't familiar with the Mexico either.

Moreover, as the saying goes, you can't hit a smiling face.

Although it wasn't exactly a rule, Miss Lin was so kind, reminding him about Hong's situation, which allowed him to save Hong, and even cleaning up his messes a few times (though it wasn't really necessary)...

Cong Yu wasn't really angry.

Although it might seem a bit strange for him to say it himself, Miss Lin respects him so much... it's hard for him to bring himself to hit her.

"Sigh, never mind... To be honest, do you remember my friend? The one who came to your shop for advice before?"

With that, Cong Yu said "Never mind," overturning her original plan and directly asking about the main purpose.

In response to Cong Yu's words, Miss Lin blinked and said, "Hmm, did she escape her inevitable death?"

"It took me a lot of Fate Probability to remind you back then... If you hadn't been able to save them, we would have been at a disadvantage."

"..." They actually said "we"...

As expected of China magical girl, she seems deeply influenced by workplace culture... She really knows how to connect with people.

"She was rescued, but Fate is after her. However, because she is a magical girl, she has survived."

Upon hearing Cong Yu's words, Miss Lin paused, realizing something. "So you want your friend to avoid being hunted down?"

Upon seeing Cong Yu nod, Miss Lin immediately smiled and said, "That's easy. You can join us... and work with us to change your Fate. That way, you can get a chance to help your friend."

Before becoming my future boss, come be my subordinate first!

Cong Yu: "..."

Cong Yu: "Hiss... Six!"

Chapter 406 The Mastermind's Conspiracy

This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!

Cong Yu originally came to settle scores with Moerae, intending to confront him and see what Fate was up to!

Upon closer inspection...

First, he encountered an acquaintance who was a messenger of the god Moerae, and then he was invited to join the group and help the god.

Why are you guys recruiting people?!

In other words, there's no benefit to recruiting others. If there were, wouldn't this just be a pyramid scheme... cough cough, well... you know!

"..."

"Those who need to help God bring their Fate back on track will have the benefit of receiving, in a certain proportion, the qualification to correct the Fate they wish to change."

Cong Yu said this, then sighed slightly and covered her face, "Wait a minute, is there any other way to help stop Fate from chasing us?"

After all, it's hard to keep up with Hong's current condition; he basically can't go out, and he occasionally faints due to accidents.

"Ah, I don't know either... Never mind, let me take a look for you. I remember your friend's birth date and time. What's their name?"

As Lin said this, he covered his eyes with his hand, and then received the name "Hong Xiawu Hong" from Cong Yu.

"Okay, wait a moment, let me look for you... Since I became Moerae's divine messenger, fortune telling has become much simpler."

As she spoke, a red light flickered in her eyes, and she successfully caught the thread of Fate that led to Hong Xiawu Hong: "Let me see... her original Fate..."

"To die on the night of XXXX year, month, and day, changing such Fate requires a probability of 0.04. Because I already prepaid the approximate inquiry fee last time, Moerae gave me a discount, so it only costs 0.03."

Cong Yu was unsure what level 0.04 represented.

Seeing Cong Yu's puzzled expression, Miss Lin hesitated for a moment, then smiled and patted Cong Yu's shoulder, "How about this, I'll pay for you... but this is the only time it'll be free!"

After all, she also had people she cared about, and many of her fellow villagers in the organization wanted to unite and accumulate points to prevent a Bashu Earthquake.

If the accuracy rate weren't so low, she would also like to participate.

Cong Yu: "..."

"Alright."

Having received this reply, Miss Lin extended her hand, clad in a peculiar glove, and with an inexplicable trajectory and a bewildering posture, connected with and severed something in mid-air.

"OK, that's it. Moerae is quite efficient. Once the money arrives, she'll immediately help your friend change his fate."

That god was quite efficient.

Thinking this, Cong Yu sent a message to Hong, who was unemployed at home, to ask about the situation, and Hong immediately replied that she wanted to test it.

To be honest, though, the way things are developing is really making things a bit unsettling.

Cong Yu: "..."

After a moment of silence, Cong Yu, unsure of what expression to wear, finally couldn't hold back and started complaining.

"The relationship between you 'believers' and 'gods' is somewhat similar to that between mercenaries and mission providers... This can no longer be considered faith."

Lin nodded proudly, boasting, "This is the good relationship between the emerging believers of the 20th century and God... Who would help God slaughter their own people if there were no benefit to it?"

You saw it quite clearly... Oh well, never mind.

Cong Yu was thinking this, a message popped up on her phone.

[Red: Wow! I'm healed! I'm healed! No trucks are hitting me on the street anymore... What happened? Cong Yu, did you kill the god?!]

[Cong Yu:...]

After responding to the six red dots, Cong Yu felt it would be difficult to explain the situation clearly using typing on Linx.

[Cong Yu: Please double-check. If everything is correct, you're probably fine and don't need the Doctor's "fake death 2.0" anymore.]

After replying to Hong's message, Cong Yu put her phone back in her pants and then looked at Lin, who was studying the battle between Vampire and magical girls.

"..."

Anyway, thank you very much.

To Cong Yu's words, Miss Lin smiled and nodded, "You're welcome... So, would you like to join us?"

"Just as there are people I want to save, there might be others around you whom you want to save. Joining them could give them a happy ending."

"The more people participate in this action, the more opportunities God will bestow upon us to change our Fate. Let's all fleece God together!"

"..." Oh, I see. This is the god of the new era.

"I have no interest in working for God... I understand your thoughts, and I appreciate you helping my friend, but that's all."

"Then, let me give you some advice—it's best to get out of there as soon as possible."

The gods of the new era use such methods to bind their believers, which cannot be called evil. But it is obviously not a good thing for non-believers.

"The more sorrow you see, the more you want to save what you want to save... but this process also creates more sorrow."

Having said that, Cong Yu briefly passed by Lin, who was standing still, and headed towards the direction of the magical girl battle.

Upon hearing Cong Yu's words, Miss Lin finally realized something. "Ah, about Mexico... Did any of your friends die?"