Inside the destroyer's main hall, the members of the Central Continent team were leisurely enjoying their free time. Wang Xia was engrossed in a fantasy novel titled Infinite Terror; Zhao Yingkong was reading a romance novel; Zhang Heng and Cheng Xiao were both playing video games. Everyone else had their own form of recreation. The entire destroyer appeared relaxed, except for Xiao Honglü, who was constantly tugging at his hair, lost in thought.

"Oh? Do tell," Chu Xuan murmured, not looking up from the document he was reading.

"There are no omens, not even a reasonable conjecture," Xiao Honglü waved his hand dismissively. "It’s just my feeling. I've mentioned it before, haven't I? I can sense the premonition of impending death on those about to die. In this horror film world, every member of a Reincarnation Squad carries such a premonition, and theirs is exceptionally strong, so it can't serve as a basis for inference. However... for myself, Liu Yu, and Wang Xia, the aura of death around us is intensely thick, far exceeding the normal level. I have a bad feeling about this."

"Uh, eighty-seven percent... continue, the probability is too small," Chu Xuan said without lifting his gaze.

"Eighty-seven percent? What is that?" someone asked foolishly.

"Probability of variables..." With just these four words, even with Xiao Honglü’s intellect, he immediately understood Chu Xuan's meaning—it referred to the probability of a variable arising when facing the East Sea team, based on the intelligence and deductions they possessed.

The supposed eighty-seven percent was actually low.

The probability of a variable emerging from the East Sea team should only be under five percent.

(Am I being too **?) Xiao Honglü gave a self-mocking smile and slowly pushed the emotion deep inside, though he didn't dismiss it entirely, continuing his calculations with a sliver of caution.

If a variable truly did appear from the East Sea team, what kind of variable would it be? That afternoon.

Xiao Honglü’s premonition growing stronger, he finally couldn't hold back and sought out Chu Xuan to inquire about this matter.

"If the East Sea team really produces a variable, that variable can only be the hiding of their true strength—a power so formidable that we must pay heed, or one capable of inflicting heavy damage upon us. This strength might manifest as Force, or perhaps Intellect. But given the current situation, even if that thirteen percent variable were to materialize, the only likely candidate would be Force alone. By this logic, a variable in Force shouldn't cause significant disruption to our plan. If it’s Force, Zheng Zha is sufficient to handle such a variable, so if a variable does appear, we only need to guard against a sneak attack. The main force does not need to split up; that way, the East Sea team will have absolutely no chance. That is the basic scenario," Chu Xuan said, pushing up his glasses.

"That is indeed true. No matter how we deduce it, the destruction of the East Sea team is sealed. Even if they are lucky enough to escape to Diaoyu Island, they shouldn't be able to harm us in any way. If we must speculate on a possible source of damage, it would only be a sneak attack from a powerful entity. Alright, I agree with your proposal: we absolutely cannot split forces. The entire team must remain consolidated, and our annihilation of the East Sea team should proceed under this premise."

(But... even if this probability is only one percent, isn't the threat the East Sea team poses to us one of Intellect rather than Force?)

"...In summary, the Central Continent team, or rather Chu Xuan, can be practically certain that the East Sea team possesses Force rather than Intellect. This impression stems from the East Sea team’s rash actions earlier. However, it was precisely their impetuous moves that gave me room to maneuver in my planning. Based on this concept, the Central Continent team's subsequent actions will certainly involve the unity of the whole team, strictly avoiding any opportunity to divide forces. Only then can the next stage of the plan unfold smoothly."

Since the East Sea team made contact with the Heaven God team, the Heaven God team's activities in the horror film world had completely ceased, giving Adam ample time and energy to meticulously calculate and plan in another world.

"But according to your plan, we can only manage to kill a few members of the Central Continent team at most," said a tall, thin blond young man sitting next to Adam. He was playing with two small throwing knives, which looked like toys, as clear as glazed glass. During this period, this man was responsible for protecting Adam.

"A few is enough," Adam smiled gently. "Who do you think they are? They are the Central Continent team—the most formidable Reincarnation Squad apart from us and the Demon Squad. No, at this current stage, perhaps they even slightly surpass us. Don't belittle yourself, but don't blindly exalt us either. To deal with the entire Central Continent team, or to eliminate key figures like Zheng Zha, during the era of the Perfect Storm, one would need to launch nuclear missiles or deploy more than ten fleets to achieve it. So, it is sufficient. Using a small team like the East Sea team to achieve the objective of killing three or more of them is more than enough."

The blond youth sneered, speaking with a slight tone of mockery: "How amusing. A team without any allies—is it really worth your attention? Didn't you say there were three possible combat modes in a war: King versus King, Soldier versus Soldier? That only suits teams with overwhelmingly powerful individuals, like the Demon Reincarnation Squad, us, and the Central Continent team. The second is covert operations—using sneak attacks, assassinations, or special methods in a vast area, usually favoring powerful individuals with enhanced special attributes or skills, typical of 'breeding' squads. The last combat method is joint team warfare, centered around strong individuals, with all members and allies cooperating, advancing layer by layer to wear down and defeat all super-powerful entities. Are there only these three modes? I don't believe the Central Continent team can be a match for our Angel Alliance."

"Heh, that's because your insight is too shallow," Adam maintained his gentle and harmless expression and tone, yet spoke cutting words. "With your level of perception and wisdom, you can only repeat my words. You are not qualified to judge a powerful team like the Central Continent team."

The blond youth's expression changed drastically. His fingers gripping the throwing knives tightened abruptly, but a surge of killing intent emanating from behind him instantly rooted him to the spot, causing cold sweat to stream uncontrollably from every pore.

"Song Tian. Back so early?" Adam's expression remained unchanged as he looked toward the Asian man standing behind the blond youth, who carried an ancient, simple long saber on his back.

Song Tian nodded silently. "It's fortunate I returned; otherwise, our squad would be short one member. For our squad, which already has very few members, losing someone over such trivial matters is unacceptable."

Only after Song Tian sat down did the blond youth slump as if weakened. However, he immediately sprang up and rapidly backed away until he was ten meters from Song Tian, before cautiously sitting down, his eyes fixed intently on Song Tian.

He was a recently joined Vice-Captain of a detachment within the Heaven God team. Because he had already unlocked the third stage of the Gene Lock, and his enhanced attributes and self-created skill were knife-throwing, his offensive power was extremely high. He possessed considerable pride in his own strength and even once considered himself one of the strongest in the Heaven God team. He had proven his worth in several horror film worlds, leading him to view Adam, the captain of the Heaven God team, with a degree of contempt, as he himself had once been a captain.

But who knew that the usually quiet and unassuming man could paralyze him instantly with mere killing intent? In that split second, he felt as if an incomparably sharp blade was pressed against his neck. If he had made the slightest move, that blade would have mercilessly ended him. Only after Song Tian settled down did he dare to retreat and observe Song Tian. Even so, holding his throwing knives, he still dared not attack. Song Tian sat there casually, yet his presence weighed down on him like a mountain, denying him even the smallest opportunity to strike.

"Newcomer, a piece of advice for you: do not move against the other members of the Heaven God team. No one who can enter this team is a simpleton. Furthermore, if you wish to survive the final battle, protect the wise man of our team. Without him, the Heaven God team would have been wiped out several times over," Song Tian glanced at the blond youth and then spoke slowly.

Under the pressure, the blond youth involuntarily nodded. Only after he nodded and put away his throwing knives did the oppressive aura from Song Tian gradually weaken, until it vanished completely. The man before him appeared once more as an ordinary swordsman.

The blond youth let out a breath. He sat in silence for at least ten minutes before jumping up in astonishment and exclaiming, "Impossible! With your strength, and Adam's intellect, did you still lose to the Central Continent team?"

Song Tian and Adam exchanged a look, and Adam smiled gently. "Losing is losing; there's nothing surprising about it. After all, no one can guarantee absolute invincibility. So-called invincibility is always relative. For instance, you are absolutely invincible against ordinary people. The clone Zheng Zha was absolutely invincible against us. Of course, Song Tian and Luo Yinglong are absolutely invincible against you."

"Impossible!" the blond youth immediately jumped up. "That show-off, henpecked guy? Don't joke! No matter how bad I am, my instant killing power is definitely..."

"Excuse me, if you must speak ill of someone, it’s best to do so when they are not present." Just as the blond youth was kicking up a fuss, Luo Yinglong and a girl of European descent walked over from nearby. Luo Yinglong’s face was livid; he seemed particularly sensitive to the term 'henpecked.' The girl beside him, however, was smiling, appearing quite happy.

"Strength is not demonstrated through showing off; it is what you truly possess," Adam said with a smile. "When you understand this, you will comprehend their power. Rest assured, we are not the Demon Reincarnation Squad; we will not treat our members according to the cruel laws of the jungle. But do not treat us with your mindset either, or I will truly regret it."

Adam’s smile remained gentle, yet the blond youth felt a chill that went deeper than the life-instinctual danger he felt from Song Tian’s previous pressure. It reached into his core. In that instant, he finally understood that this man before him was definitely not simple; he wasn't merely an existence defined by 'Intellect'...

"Then, let me answer your earlier question as well. The Central Continent team does not control an alliance. First, we possess the inter-world communication device from the Alliance, and we don't have the capabilities of the Demon Squad. In short, they operate as a single team. In this regard, you are not mistaken. However, you misjudged two things: one is the relationship between the Central Continent team and us, and the Demon Reincarnation Squad. They are enemies, but not mortal enemies. The greatest mortal enemy for all Reincarnation Squads is the Demon Reincarnation Squad—this fundamental direction will not change in the final battle. Second, is your estimation of the Central Continent team's strength... completely wrong!"

"The Central Continent team does not have an alliance, but... they are stronger than a normal alliance. If the Angel Alliance did not have our Heaven God team, they would be far more powerful than all other teams combined!"

"Therefore, even killing just two or three of them would be an extremely heavy blow to this already highly integrated team. Each member has an irreplaceable role within the team. Thus, trading the East Sea team for the deaths of two or three of them is a very worthwhile transaction!"

"You say that so easily!" Luo Yinglong sneered. "The opponent is Chu Xuan, someone rumored to have surpassed you even in the real world. Are you truly confident you can outmaneuver him?"

"I can!" Adam laughed confidently. "As long as no other variables emerge, based on the information he has currently acquired, I can absolutely calculate against him! A sage is not omnipotent. The reason we think more broadly and deeply than ordinary people is because our fundamental mode of thinking is different from the norm. But we also require sufficient information to form deductions and judgments. To create a plan from nothing and achieve victory—that is not the work of a sage, but of a prophet, or... a 'god'!"

"Therefore, Chu Xuan is destined to lose this time!"

At the same time, in another world...

"The possibility of my counterpart failing is less than thirty percent..." A coldly featured man wearing glasses sat on a stone, reading a document while speaking.

"Is that so? The probability is still over thirty percent..." Sitting next to him were ten other people. There were eleven in total gathered here, and the leader was a man with a scar on his face... Zheng Zha. Yes, this man looked exactly like Zheng Zha, only possessing more composure and killing intent.

"En. Even with the reminder you provided, given their current situation, the possibility of them being fooled remains around thirty percent. After all, the East Sea team's previous rash actions were perfectly timed, and Adam's appearance was almost flawless. If you hadn't shown up, the Central Continent team would have lost at least three members in this battle, with the probability exceeding ninety percent." The man with glasses looked up; he was Chu Xuan.

Zheng Zha suddenly burst into loud laughter. Black energy faintly manifested around him. Though fleeting, it still caused those nearby to subconsciously avoid him.

"If the Central Continent team cannot even grasp the hint I provided, then they deserve to fail and are simply unqualified to be our opponents. And if the physical you also fails, it proves he has already been corrupted by the environment of the Central Continent team, polluted by that cowardly ideology, making him just an ordinary person. Killing him would then be no loss at all..." he declared, then, ignoring everyone else, he sprang up, spreading his wings and soaring toward the sky.

The others were not surprised. They remained seated on the ground. Only after a long time did a girl among them suddenly speak, "Chu Xuan! The Karma Points are used up. I can no longer monitor them!" As she spoke, the girl shook a newspaper she held in her hand.

"It’s enough. Being able to monitor to this extent justifies the cost of the Double S-Class Side Story Plot Points you exchanged. This may become the turning point for our victory in the final battle. Take good care of 'it'," Chu Xuan nodded coldly, then returned his gaze to the file in his hands.

The girl murmured an acknowledgment and lowered her head in silence. Only someone nearby suddenly interjected, "Chu Xuan, the Captain's actions are so baffling. Doesn't he hate the Central Continent team the most? Why would he help them preserve strength? And you even helped him devise a plan, even using the Karma Points Zhang Xiaoxue painstakingly accumulated. It's truly not worth it..."

"Idiot..." Before Chu Xuan could reply, a young man next to him let out a cold laugh. When he looked up, this person was none other than Luo Gendao, a former member of the Central Continent team. He spoke with a cold sneer, "This is the mindset of a strong person. Because you don't understand, you will never be strong. When you do understand, only then will you slowly approach our level, idiot."

The young man's face instantly turned ashen, his lips moving as if to retaliate, but the girl named Zhang Xiaoxue immediately pulled him, causing him to sit down meekly and say no more. Luo Gendao also floated up silently from the ground. He had no wings; in fact, he hovered in mid-air just like this, without using any apparatus whatsoever.

"It's not just the Captain; I also don't wish for the Central Continent team to suffer losses now, because... I also seek revenge against them in the final battle! Hahahaha..." As the words faded, Luo Gendao also floated up toward the sky, and his laughter echoed far, far away...