The beings on the high platform ceased their communication.
For a moment, it was indistinguishable who stood outside the glass and who stood inside. Who was the vicious Predator and who was the lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Su Ming'an continued to stand, like the Judicator at the center of the twelve seats, yet also like the king in the midst of the twelve seats.
…A wager.
A human proposed a bet with twelve high-dimensional beings coveting him.
The balance of the scale was not equal, and the essence of life and strength of both sides were vastly different. The young man was empty-handed, with nothing to place in the chips area, so his chips had to be… "himself."
As the high-dimensionals cautiously placed their chips slowly on one end of the scale, adding bit by bit for stability—the other end, he had already decisively stood upon it.
After a while, the signal collision sound echoed again.
