Chapter 1671 - 304: The Final Gambit (Part 2)

"Splat!"

A crisp sound.

Following this, Alii saw a hand emerge from the black mist, holding an open can of Jianlibao with a straw inserted.

The girl opened her mouth, bit down on the straw, and took a few sips.

The Ghost Infant within the surrounding black mist quickly faded in her eyes, becoming less terrifying.

The girl always feared this world, and the only true sense of safety came from the young man.

While sipping the drink, the carving continued.

The girl released the straw.

Li Zhiyuan withdrew his hand, drank the remaining half can himself, and then walked several steps to finally exit the range of the black mist.

The black mist grew denser, and its coverage increasingly expanded.

Within this circle, its area exceeded the remaining space, no longer surging unconsciously, increasingly forming bundles, as if there were fine streams flowing within the black mist.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will soon transform into an entity similar to a swimming Jiao Long.

Outside the circle, Zhao Yi looked at Li Zhiyuan emerging from the black mist.

From the current situation, the situation is on the verge of losing control.

Even Run Sheng probably can't control the power within his body now, and yet, the girl continues her carving and Li hasn't stopped her.

The most normal and rational deduction is that it's only a matter of time until Run Sheng's body, along with its internal force, completely erupts, and if Li and the girl don't timely leave the inner circle's range, they will also be affected.

But Zhao Yi, surprisingly, isn't worried about this scary outcome, because he knows Li too well, he's more curious now: what's Li planning to solve this?

Hmm?

Zhao Yi saw Li closing his eyes.

"What, at this time you want to take a nap?"

Li Zhiyuan delves into the depths of his consciousness.

The young man walks along the path leading to Grandpa's house, and upon looking up, sees the Body standing on the embankment, seemingly waiting for him intentionally.

When he gets closer, the Body speaks first: "I originally thought you would have some special idea and was waiting to witness some surprise."

Li Zhiyuan: "Sorry to disappoint you."

In reality, Zhao Yi is still racking his brains, exhaustively deducing how Li will execute such a high-level conclusion.

Actually, Zhao Yi is wasting his time because Li himself has no method.

Li hasn't even spent the slightest bit of effort thinking in that direction.

Just as Li had previously replied to Zhao Yi: No one has the energy to learn everything, as long as it suffices.

Two identical young men walk forward and up the stairs.

The Li behind watches the silhouette of the Body ahead.

Profoundly mastering the "Qin's蛟 Observation Method," skilled in master-level carving, most importantly, possessing deep understanding of the principles of the Heavenly Dao.

The only one who meets these three criteria is the Body.

Li Zhiyuan had long suspected what the Body was up to in Grandpa's basement, not to mention last time during his near-death stay at the fish pond, the Body dumped a cartload of discarded materials into the pond right before his eyes.

Two reached the terrace, facing forward, with their gaze, they see a rice field, fully bearing the atmosphere of a bountiful harvest.

Body: "Speaking out, others would likely not believe it, that you're actually using your subordinate's life to coerce me into helping you?"

Without prior setup, without discussion or negotiation, just like this, at the point when the event has occurred and is about to get out of hand, Li Zhiyuan arrives.

Li Zhiyuan: "Your goal is to replace me, therefore, you cannot allow Run Sheng to perish in this hastily occurring accident."

Body: "Haven't you learned feelings?"

Li Zhiyuan: "Precisely because I possess some feelings, that's why I'm doing this."

Run Sheng is currently the person most eager to become stronger.

To consider Run Sheng's feelings, Li Zhiyuan chose this extreme way this time.

Body: "You're risking Run Sheng's life, betting I'll certainly intervene, it's really hard to imagine this being something you'd do."

Li Zhiyuan: "I am the Heart Demon."

The Body turns, glancing at Li Zhiyuan.

Li Zhiyuan: "Taking the overall situation into account should be what the Body considers."

The Body extends a hand forward; in the next moment, the wind blows over the rice blossoms.

"Li Zhiyuan, if you continue like this, I will consider initiating a premature seizure of this body."

"You should be more rational, before you deem the timing still immature, enhancing the strength of your teammates aligns with our mutual interests.

You wouldn't want to one day replace me and find the people beside you are too weak, completely unable to provide any assistance, right?"

Body: "This time, you won the bet."

Li Zhiyuan shakes his head: "Grandmaster taught me, a result that is 100% certain, isn't called a gamble, it's called inventory."

Body: "Aren't you afraid, next time, you'll lose the bet?"

Li Zhiyuan: "Without creating this 100% premise, I wouldn't step onto this gambling table, so the only reason to lose is that you too started being emotionally driven."

The Body no longer speaks, and the surrounding wind intensifies.

Amidst the rolling waves of rice, a Jiao Long shape appears, initially swimming freely, then fixed and drawn by points.

Standing besides it, Li Zhiyuan carefully observes this scene, noting the carving points in his heart.

Finally, the Jiao Long within the rice field is completely pinned down, in the wind, seemingly a long, resentful roar is heard.

This is the ultimate method for wrapping things up.

Body: "Go tell her, she knows how to carve."

Li Zhiyuan nods, having obtained what he wanted, the young man turns to leave.