That night.
"Go ahead, what do you want to talk about?" Yu Wenxuan asked.
"This time, it wasn't a task issued by Fog Gathering; it's a trap set by Dark Abyss," Bai Yanliang said quietly.
"Evidence," Yu Wenxuan said succinctly.
"Because of Fog Gathering, have you ever thought about what the real purpose of Fog Gathering is?" Bai Yanliang asked.
"They say Fog Gathering exists to contain the fierce ghosts so that we won't lose all hope of survival," Yu Wenxuan seemed to chuckle lightly.
"Why must we not lose all hope of survival?" Bai Yanliang continued to ask.
"No one likes to watch a one-sided game. If Fog Gathering really is a game created by some so-called God out of boredom, I think He would think the same way. He wants to see a death game that is uneven yet has a glimmer of hope, one that can extract all human potential without quickly exhausting the hard-found 'contestants'.
Yu Wenxuan's response matched Bai Yanliang's thoughts.
