Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1536: Chapter 1531: Human Plant (40)

Embracing the academic spirit, not being deceived by appearances, seeking the hidden true rules, and mobilizing resources for testing and verification.

All these actions taken from the very beginning allowed oneself, when faced with questioning, to ”involuntarily” reveal, giving an incredibly natural disclosure of a shocking conspiracy related to the Progenitor of the Blood Clan.

And the most direct effect achieved was nothing short of successfully restoring the Demigod Tier.

But as mentioned earlier, focusing only on the surface is not what professionals would choose.

In essence, the conspiracy itself is the greatest significance of these operations.

Offering a unified and reasonable explanation for the entire event before the real mastermind could do so.

This initiative to shoulder the blame will, in this dilemma where consensus is a precious resource, maximize the advantage of the first-mover.

In fact, Brother Luyi revealed an obvious flaw at that moment.

Even when his own fate hung in the balance, he sharply noticed logical errors in his own story and hastily tried to prove it was nonsense—twice.

This was enough to demonstrate his eagerness to avoid wrongfully blaming a good person.

Of course, sincerity was the ultimate weapon, and Luyi’s questioning ultimately enriched the details of the story, adding to its credibility.

By now, all these operations combined have secured nearly the maximum advantage possible at the moment—but still far from enough.

Openly playing your hand to win is far from being achieved by merely gaining an early move.

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If the worst-case scenario deduced is true, the opponent in this journey will be battling on their true home ground—

Relying on power resembling that of the Divine Beings, fully aware of the rules of consensus, able to guide creations like the Tree Infant, and capable of observing every move.

Even Brother Luyi himself, as speculated, was far beyond the Middle Tier.

”Your Excellency looks well, which is reassuring.”

With a smile and a nod, Fu Qian finally responded to Luyi’s greeting.

And his remark was not merely out of courtesy.

In this short time, the changes in the counterpart involved more than just overthrowing the Ginseng Fruit Tree and eradicating all traces of erosion; he had also reached the Demigod Tier.

At a glance, his momentum seemed entirely on par with that of Lord Aike beside him.

I would call it efficient.

In a direct card-playing confrontation against such an opponent, every card played needs to maximize its value for the faintest chance of survival.

For instance, the barely significant familiarity with this place.

Fu Qian certainly wasn’t naive to think he could use this slight information advantage to set up an ambush or discover some rare treasures or miraculous items to turn the tables.

The counterpart’s familiarity with this place would only be greater.

In Fu Qian’s estimation, the value of this information lay merely in letting the counterpart know that he was aware of this information.

After leaving the team, going straight to this place with clear intent to do something.

Such a scene observed by the audience would evidently shake the credibility of the Blood Clan Progenitor’s story.

This Bloodline Clan Demigod didn’t seem as composed as he appeared before.

Thus, after discovering his previous anomalies, Luyi used the Tree Infant to block the path for a probe on one hand, and on the other hand, guided the audience to see his posturing reality—an operation all too normal.

And it was just what he needed Luyi to do.

Of course, before that, repairing things by revealing himself as the mastermind, attempting to seize the power of consensus, was undoubtedly an indispensable operation.

Whether it was the healed wounds or the Demigod Tier, both had already fully demonstrated this point.

”In truth, I still prefer the previous form, being closer to everyone and even feeling the care because of it.”

Sure enough, in the face of Fu Qian’s greeting, Luyi’s stance was already quite unconcealed, chuckling modestly.

”But I couldn’t bear to have Your Excellency take this blame for me, so I had to step forward.”

”It’s just a pity for the elaborate disguise I’ve made, although seeing Your Excellency’s look, you seemed to have seen through it long before.”

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The revelation was made, but only a partial one.

Brother Luyi truly absorbed the previous lessons and didn’t give any chance during the standoff, speaking first to take the initiative.

And despite being just a few words, Fu Qian still deciphered significant information from them.

Disguise, stepping forward, seen through long ago.

While acknowledging himself as the mastermind, Brother Luyi clearly inclined to define his state change as a return to his true self, with the previous being merely a wondrous disguise.

The power of consensus, the role played by Li He and others in it, was cleverly glossed over.

The audience, having heard the conspiracy truth twice, was still fundamentally in the dark.

No surprise at all that Resource Contributors, upon realizing the role they were playing, had some impact on their enthusiasm.

This selective revelation was clearly the optimal choice after careful consideration.

One could almost imagine Luyi’s actions after the departure.

While candidly admitting himself as the mastermind, gradually fostering divinity, guiding the audience’s consensus bi-directionally, ultimately successfully ”lifting the disguise” to restore the true Demigod form—just like what he did at the time.

To silently plagiarize without a word is indeed disrespectful to intellectual property.

As for deliberately revealing this point at the first encounter, Fu Qian could completely understand the reason—he had the confidence that Fu Qian wouldn’t poke the hole.

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With the plan disrupted to this extent, Luyi couldn’t be naive enough to think Fu Qian didn’t know the essence of ”consensus.”

But Fu Qian’s previous actions were not an initiative to expose this point.

So, perhaps not fully believing the claim of the Blood Clan Progenitor, but in Luyi’s estimation, there was certainly an agenda for Fu Qian’s visit.

He wished to use the stage constructed by Luyi to fulfill his agenda.

In this way, proactively unraveling the essence of consensus was of no benefit to either of them.

It was precisely having figured this point that he had the confidence to say it boldly, hoping to reach a capitalist consensus.

That is, competition is competition, but the right to exploit the remaining three must remain.

”Your complexion seems improved as well, has Brother Luyi helped remove the erosion from you?”

In the next moment, Fu Qian, who clearly received this information, surprisingly did not express doubt.

Of course, he didn’t rush to argue but maintained the elegant demeanor of the Blood Clan, walking forward with a smile under the scrutiny of the three viewers, and greeted Aike.

This remark wasn’t just polite, as even in a state of flesh, there were no traces of previous erosion visible on Aike.

Luyi’s attempt to convince others of being the mastermind, showcasing strength through such a method, was extremely normal.

The remaining two, including Li He, were in a similar situation.

”It seems so... but the crying hasn’t stopped.”

Yet even so, from the reply, it was clear that Aike’s perception of him and Luyi was clearly in the same realm of disdain.