``` [You began examining the contents of the [Trade Contract]...]
[Trade Contract contents:]
[Upon signing the Trade Contract, Chen Fan would grant Wu Yong a “Future Promise.”]
[This promise did not need to be fulfilled immediately, but once the contract was signed, Wu Yong could invoke this “Future Promise” at any time,]
[requesting something that Chen Fan could accept and was capable of accomplishing.]
[During this process, if Chen Fan disagreed with Wu Yong's request, he could reject it outright. Wu Yong would then have to propose another request, until Chen Fan agreed.]
[In return, Wu Yong would let Chen Fan use the Tool [Disaster-Class Exclusive Shelter] to escape this death trap!]
[The dense mass of text above was written in a futuristic style, closely resembling the contracts from your previous life.]
[At the very end, it even made sure to add—]
[Ultimately, no matter what, Chen Fan had to fulfill one request from Wu Yong. This was the so-called “Future Promise.”]
[Party A: Chen Fan]
[Party B: Wu Yong]
[Those final signatures really made it look far too much like a contract.]
[Once again, you were left speechless.]
[Meanwhile, Wu Yong continued speaking in his electronic Great Dao's voice:]
["You can rest assured. Right now, you know better than I do—whether you still have any trump cards capable of turning the battle around."]
["And how will you contend with the schemes of Wang Hao and the others?"]
["I'm the only one who might be able to help you. You won't have to pay a corresponding price, and all I want is a guarantee. Why wouldn't you take the deal?"]
[You thought, That's true.]
[You had no backing or trump cards to support you now, and you were trapped deep within a death trap.]
[This was utter despair!]
[Yet Wu