It's so painful! So hard! So difficult!

"Aren't you going to reveal it?"

Obviously, this statement could only be addressed to Bai Lin. Although she didn't know why she had the confidence to use this card to get Bai Lin to raise the bet, she said so, so there must be some truth to it. Bai Lin shook his head slightly and replied,

"There's no need for that."

When it was Bai Lin's turn to draw his next card, the answer to all this was revealed. He drew an East Wind, forming a concealed Kung. But even if that card was an East Wind, why would Bai Lin need to raise? This was a South Wind match, and the value of an East Wind wasn't high. And naturally, that card couldn't possibly be an East Wind; it was just a tentative trick.

Following this line of thought, and considering the terrifying aura Bai Lin had always exuded, Kronos considered a terrifying possibility. In the past, when he'd fought Bai Lin, he'd easily killed him like an ant. Back then, he'd never imagined that Bai Lin would later unleash such power and create the conditions to kill him.

Among the infinite possibilities, she would seize the only sure-win path, so how could she possibly - in the final battle, lose her temper and play against Quan Dai with such a small card?

The answer is obvious. Anyone who can match the temperament of Yakuman should be Yakuman.

It was at this moment that the poet dismissed Beifeng, and Bai Lin immediately flipped the cards over, removing her extra middle card. Xiao Sixi's fangs were fully exposed to everyone's sight. The third pair was exposed, unable to conceal her unstoppable will to win.

"Bar!"

The wild god launched her attack, aiming for the middle card that Bai Lin had withdrawn, aiming to block Bai Lin's possibility of continuing at this moment. She drew the card into her hand, adding a new card to her hand. At the same time, the treasure card she flipped out directly brought her kong hand to the height of dora4, full of lethality.

But this good fortune seemed misplaced. Such a precious card was merely superfluous, just like the actions of the wild god. The result was only that Bai Lin drew another card. Naturally, Bai Lin drew a hidden card, adding a touch of nocturnal atmosphere to the scene.

Even though they couldn't see what the card was, no one understood what was going to happen next. Miyu, watching all this from behind, froze in thought, her heart finally letting go.

It's done, almost done, finally catching up with that national hero! Just one last step left.

The flickering light and the radiance of the stars brought color to the night sky. The poet's Nanfeng played, adding the final brick and tile to Bai Lin's hand, and Bai Lin naturally accepted it, completing Xiao Sixi's Yakuman draw.

"For me, intermittent failures are acceptable. After all, I don't have abnormally strong powers."

"But once an opportunity to win arises, I will definitely seize it."

Bai Lin used a finger to cover the card in front of him. Now, it was time to compete against the final West Wind. Whichever team touched it first would win. So-called defense was meaningless; the outcome was already determined: someone would deliver a fatal blow.

The poet was speechless. This match wasn't hers. Just getting this far was a testament to her dedication, fulfilling her duty. Meanwhile, Smooth let out a long breath. Before drawing her cards, she lit another cigarette. Watching the fading flame, she took a deep breath and sighed. She turned the cigarette over and placed it on her own cards, the filter facing Bai Lin and the butt facing herself.

At this final moment, her eyes seemed to say everything, but when the words reached her lips, she just pursed her lips and swallowed them back.

"To be honest, I thought I'd still feel a little nostalgic... but in the end, I realized I still don't like doing this kind of thing."

Chapter 873 Game, End

"However, no matter how chaotic the day is, it must eventually come to an end. I will continue."

With that, Smoo reached for the pile of cards. At that point, there seemed to be a fleeting moment of hesitation. But she quickly grabbed the cards and played them.

It wasn't Xifeng, the expected result. Afterwards, the God of Wilderness also seemed to have no luck. She casually cut out a hidden card, and at the same moment, the sound of the card falling was heard.

"Rong, I'm holding my hidden cards and declaring a tie."

This sound attracted the attention of everyone present, because it was made by the poet. No one expected that she would do such a thing at this time. Bai Lin's eyes flashed with surprise and doubt for a moment, but she just asked calmly,

"You should understand, I will definitely win."

"I also understand that the hidden card will definitely be my winning hand. Don't worry, Holy Son, the result will be the same."

As she spoke, the poet finally took off her mask. The light and the breeze brushed against her hair, drying out some of the moisture and making her look calm, almost as quiet as the mask she was wearing. Her eyes didn't look at Bai Lin, but they seemed to be firmly saying to him,

"Believe me, I'm not crazy. I won't do meaningless things, let alone make such a meaningless sacrifice."

The God of Wilderness propped up her chin with interest, but she didn't say anything. A gleam of thought flashed in her eyes, and she clapped her hands in an instant, saying happily,

"It's really exciting to play, but it's not that exciting for you, is it? I always respect young people. Let's just open the cards."

The black of the hidden card gradually faded. The card that the God of Wilderness had just drawn was none other than the West Wind. The poet, however, matched the pair, and singled out the West Wind, the very West Wind that Bai Lin and Smo had been waiting for.

"Yes, 2000."

An unexpected ending occurred.

The poet's position prevented Bai Lin from offering a draw. If she played it, Si Mo would immediately intercept it, so she held West Wind but did nothing. However, this unexpected hidden card gamble was truly surprising and completely irrational.

No one knew why she did this, but no one on the scene showed any surprise. They just remained silent for a few seconds. Only the cigarette was gradually burning out, and the faint flame slowly dissipated with the gas. The scene seemed extremely depressing.

"poet……"

Finally, after a while, Bai Lin raised a trembling hand and patted the poet's shoulder. No one knew what she wanted to say, but her voice was trembling and slightly hoarse. But then, everyone understood what she meant.

"We won, we won!!!"

The deep sadness on her face was completely swept away in an instant, and turned into a look of joy that came after exhaustion. She grabbed the poet's body with both hands and shook him violently, making the poet not know what to do for a moment.

"You know what? I really thought you were going to die, Boss. It was too dangerous. You could tell at a glance that these two old guys had set up countless traps for people. But we won, we survived!! It's great."

Except for not hugging him directly, Bai Lin was really acting like an ordinary person, showing her emotions clearly. Where was her previous behavior? She kept talking to the poet, gradually swearing nonsense, as if the other two people were not there. And Simo coughed twice.

"Don't talk nonsense! How dare you assume she's really the same age as she looks? Is it possible she's older than me?"

"Alright, the game's over, so we can pretty much consider it time to fulfill the bet. You're still talking about this and that, planting seeds of suspicion, aren't you? You were already an old thing when I was still human. What else is there to say?"

The God of Wilderness didn't seem to care at all that Bai Lin was referring to the "two old guys" and immediately interrupted Smo. The latter was silent for a moment, and finally, he rolled his eyes at the God of Wilderness, as if he had let down his guard and returned to the state he was in in the lounge.

In the dim room, the light gradually brightens, and the darkness, terror and depression all dissipate in an instant because of the peace and simplicity. Yes, no matter how chaotic it is, it will end. It may not end in a grand manner, but it must be a deserved one, bringing back a beautiful ending.

As for the two victorious individuals, they seemed still immersed in the ecstasy emanating from Bai Lin. Looking at Bai Lin, who continued to talk to him happily and excitedly, the poet, after a while, revealed a knowing smile.

-

"Okay, okay, you're almost recovered, it's time to get down to business."

After an unknown amount of time, Bai Lin regained her composure, and the souls that should have been returned to them were also returned, returning her to a state where she could function normally. Huang Shen also pulled the two of them to the lounge, and with this declaration, began to discuss the subsequent matters. Bai Lin, who was sitting opposite her, was choked by the wine in an iron bottle with a skull printed on it, and coughed violently. The poet naturally came to her rescue and said to Huang Shen,

"Please continue."

"Well, generally speaking, I'll give you the corresponding rewards first. First of all, it's Smoo's full support for the Son of God within the controllable range of the entire Abyss."

Bai Lin was well aware of the weight of the four words "full support." After hearing this, Bai Lin nearly spit out her wine. She felt that her soul was definitely not worthy of such a reward. It sounded like it was only part of the reward. It seemed like a huge profit.

Bai Lin was reluctant to use the dwarves' labor. They had volunteered to follow her, and of course, she hoped they could live a better life. As for Smo, she had earned it herself, so of course she could use it however she wanted.

"However, at this stage, we will not have direct contact with humans other than you. We support you, Holy Son, and we cannot guarantee a friendly attitude towards other members of your kind."

"Furthermore, at this stage, we can only provide you with limited direct combat capabilities for a period of time. This is not because we are unwilling to fulfill the treaty, but it is better for you. Do you understand?"

Chapter 874 Today, it was also hard work

Bai Lin naturally understood and nodded. When Si Mo said this, it couldn't be that he was using the excuse of "you need to train yourself", but there was a reason that she could understand. However, Bai Lin still asked,

"So, when will I be able to gain your full support?"

"When the time comes, you will understand."

"Understood. Then, I should be able to access intelligence content at will. If it exceeds the existing content, I can also let you investigate it, right?"

Bai Lin asked. This time, Smo's response was a little slower. She exchanged a glance with Huang Shen before turning back and saying,

"We have comprehensive data on virtually any observable space that's large enough to qualify as a world, and we can provide you with the relevant information. You can access it yourself or send someone you trust. There's no limit to the number of people involved. However, if someone isn't someone you trust, and it's simply a leak of information, or you're personally threatened by human society and allowed them in, we'll handle the situation on our own."

Simo, said this, she seemed to be very thoughtful. Bai Lin had no objection to this, and Simo immediately said the rest of the sentence.

"However, some content will not be recorded, and what can be said is also very limited. You need to explore and comprehend it on your own. However, if you need it, we will provide you with clues and tell you where to go. However, this is not much different from the guidance provided by the God of Wilderness, and we are very helpless about this."

"But, after all, you won it. It's better than asking that fellow Huang Shen to give you some tips, don't you think?"

Listening to what Simo said, Bai Lin couldn't help but exchange a glance with her and smiled knowingly. The God of Wilderness beside him didn't show much dissatisfaction, but just interrupted and said,

"Xiao Lin, let me put it this way. Last time when you worked for me, did you receive any extra gifts? Whether you get any this time depends on your attitude..."

"Oh my god, she was talking about you, I didn't scold her, I just smiled, you know the difference!"

When Bai Lin heard that his reward was going to be less, he shook his head repeatedly, but Huang Shen just smiled with his eyes narrowed and said nothing. He only heard Simo cough twice and continued,

"Although the content is limited, you have three opportunities to ask questions about things that are best left unanswered for now. If the questions are inappropriate, I will prompt you to recuse yourself. The content of these conversations cannot be known to anyone other than the poet, including the two within you. Unless they share similar goals as you and are determined to die."

"It's generally difficult to fall victim to illusions like yours right now, but there are many mind-reading magics in this world. To prevent some ignorant races from reading your memories and causing trouble for you and me, I will also add corresponding protections to your relevant memories."

Having said that, Bai Lin also felt that this matter should be taken with a corresponding degree of seriousness. Even considering someone reading her memory, she was really on guard. However, she did not think that Smo's method would be too extreme. Instead, she said,

"I didn't expect that a demon like you could be so kind."

"That's not being kind, Holy Son. I told you, that would get you and me into trouble too."

Si Mo immediately denied Bai Lin's statement, and then without further explanation, he put his hands down and said,

"The rest is what the God of Wilderness gave me. It's basically what the poet wanted. There's nothing much to say. You may start asking questions."

-

After a while, the two of them emerged from the abyss. The little red wolf guarding the door was already asleep. Bai Lin petted it quietly before leaving with the poet.

Arriving at the pre-determined campsite, Bai Lin stretched and collapsed onto the blanket. Across the vast expanse of open country lay an endless starry sky. Perhaps it was the contrast from having just emerged from the luxurious city of the abyss, but the starry sky seemed particularly beautiful today, refreshing and invigorating.

The free wind brought coolness and clarity, and the bonfire brought peace of mind and warmth. The poet also lay down beside Bai Lin, feeling full.

"It's been really hard today."

The poet said this. Bai Lin also smiled and replied,

"I'm fine. To be honest, I didn't die once today! It's better than dying like crazy, haha. You've probably worked harder, boss."

Although he said this, Bai Lin was very clear about whether today was hard or not.

The poet did not interrupt, and the two of them enjoyed this moment of peace together. After an unknown amount of time, the poet quietly spoke,

"So many unexpected things happened today, aren't you going to ask me?"

"What are you asking? After those three questions, I basically understand everything. First of all, your divination is indeed accurate, that's true, but it can't accurately predict every detail in all situations. I don't know what this depends on, probably something like the cracks in fate you mentioned."

"Then, the content of your divination will also become distorted and blurred due to some special circumstances."

Bai Lin's expression seemed relaxed, but after such a conversation, her words on this serious matter were very fluent, as if she had thought it through long ago. Seeing that the poet did not respond, she continued to narrate,

"In a situation like the Twilight God's, you might only be able to see the beginning or the end. The content in between is heavily interfered with, making it difficult to observe. As for the Wild God's side, the characteristics of the venue and the content they specially arranged also interfere with your observation to a certain extent."

"That's the only thing... that's unclear. That other poet who never existed in your observation. He's a bit mysterious, but in terms of his abilities, don't overestimate him. After all, in this world, anything is possible. Perhaps he just has a special trait for being observed—"

At this point, Bai Lin's words abruptly stopped, as she couldn't go on any further. She knew firsthand how terrifying the Light Poet's power was, and right now, Bai Lin still didn't know how to handle it. However, she believed she would one day be stronger than him. Losing was a distant possibility for her; after all, she was the only Bai Lin.

Chapter 875 Don’t Care Too Much

The poet was speechless for a while. She turned sideways and looked at Bai Lin. Then she stretched out her finger and poked him twice.

"That's a good analysis...but that's not what I want to ask."

"Huh? What is that?"

Bai Lin was a little confused. She didn't quite understand the poet's slightly awkward tone. The poet replied,

"Don't you think it was too crude of me to not tell you everything upfront and just ask you to believe me? You must have been very scared at that time. Facing such an opponent, all kinds of negative emotions piled up in your heart, and all you could trust was my words. And since we've made mistakes before—"

"Hey, you're wrong. I don't just trust you, I also trust my own luck and strength. Besides, what do you mean by just one word? That's trustworthy, a word from a companion."

Bai Lin immediately refuted the poet, clearly disagreeing with this statement. Although the poet did have some puzzling omissions, such as the retreating expression he showed after being knocked down in the mirror, Bai Lin always regarded it as part of the poet's personality and never doubted his ability or words. She sat up and said seriously,

"This trust isn't unconditional, poet. It's you who, from the very beginning when we met, placed that kind of conversation in my face, using the method that truly earned my trust the quickest. That's why I gradually began to believe."

"You knew I was immortal, yet you risked your life with me. And all along, you've supported me wholeheartedly. Although you asked me to do the work, the actions you orchestrated undoubtedly added weight to the title of Holy Son. That's why I can trust you completely."

"If you don't believe the words of a good friend who cares about you, works with you, is magnanimous enough to embrace the world, and has the courage to face death, then who else can you believe?"

Bai Lin replied in this way. She undoubtedly believed that the poet was reliable, and she felt from the bottom of her heart... perhaps the poet was greater than herself, even though the poet seemed to worship her.

"That's true. Since you've chosen to turn your back to someone, you should trust them wholeheartedly. But we've only known each other for a short time, and you can trust my words like this? I've been reading your story for who knows how long, so I can trust you so much, but you..."

"What kind of logic is that? I can't see the future, so I don't quite understand what you're saying. For us humans, life itself is very short. Some people fall in love at first sight and it's eternal, while others stay together for a hundred years without knowing each other. Feelings can't be measured by time. For me, you've already convinced me."

Bai Lin once again rudely interrupted the poet, immediately suppressing his weak tone. The former looked at the other party with a smile, and the aura she exuded was so irrefutable that the poet was startled again.

Meteors streaked down from the horizon, becoming the focal point of the night sky without destroying the beautiful scene. After a brief silence, the poet sighed, poked Bai Lin again, and said,

"Lie down."

"Ah, oh."

Bai Lin thought the poet had figured it out and that he should try not to disrupt the harmonious atmosphere, so he immediately obeyed and took action. The poet continued,

"Actually, I do want to apologize. For whatever reason, my actions caused you to be upset. This isn't a necessary exercise, just a simple trauma... You've already experienced enough discomfort, and adding more wouldn't be necessary. If I had been clearer, this wouldn't have happened."

"But you can't do that. This is the best future, isn't it?"

Bai Lin responded like this, then turned sideways and looked at the poet. Her eyes were firm, but not as hard as steel that she showed to others. She just powerfully conveyed her will. She said,

"You don't need to apologize for this. After accepting the terms of your agreement with me, I already accepted this."

"That's an employment relationship, right? Seriously, you were just being so friendly with my partner. As a partner, I want to apologize to you more. Is that not okay?"

"That's even more unnecessary. As a partner, I have so many things I need to thank you for. If I had to apologize and thank you for even something like this, this journey would be much longer."

Bai Lin patted the poet's shoulder teasingly, then hugged his head and turned to look at the sky, looking very comfortable. The poet hummed quietly and said,