The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

Long Ao gripped Chen Guan's shoulder with such force that he almost crushed his bones.

"Are you crazy? Going to the ceremony? That's suicide!"

A rare look of shock appeared in his voice.

Chen Guan did not struggle. The night wind blew the stray hairs on his forehead, and his face appeared unusually calm under the dim streetlights.

"No, this is the only way to survive."

Chen Guan's tone was flat as he reached out and pried open Long Ao's fingers one by one.

"Wait, we are the prey. Three days is enough time for flesh and blood to turn the entire Jiangcheng upside down. They can pile up human lives to kill us. At that time, we won't even have the right to choose how we die."

Long Ao's breath hitched. He wanted to refute, but found that every word Chen Guan said was true. The fact that the authorities had been unable to resolve the Embrace of Flesh and Blood showed how deeply the Embrace of Flesh and Blood had taken root in Jiangcheng.

"What's the difference between actively seeking them out and jumping straight into a meat grinder?" Long Ao's brows furrowed.

"The difference is huge." Chen Guan tossed the black box in his hand. "Being proactive means we can choose the time, the place, and even the background music for our entrance."

He spoke the last sentence very softly, and Long Ao didn't hear it clearly, but he could see that he seemed to smile.

[Holy crap! Table flip! My brother Coffin is about to flip the table! I declare this to be the Chen Coffin spin-off.]

The charm of the character Chen Guan lies in the fact that he is always the unassuming one, yet he is always the one who creates miracles. He seems indifferent to things outside the coffin, always calm and detached, but he is not without empathy, and his indifference is mixed with a touch of pity.

[A straightforward and easygoing personality, almost divine.]

The barrage of comments flashed across Chen Guan's retina, and the newly acquired popularity points gave him even more confidence.

Of course, he wouldn't tell Long Ao that his real thought was that passively taking a beating was too undignified, not only embarrassing but also preventing him from getting a high score.

Rather than hiding for three days, being chased like a dog, and finally dying miserably in some unknown corner, it's better to build your own stage and put on a spectacular show.

The cult leader, bound by flesh and blood, wanted to advance in rank and survive.

Coincidentally, he wanted to as well.

He wanted his original body to wake up as soon as possible.

Not only do you need to wake up, but you also need to have the means to survive and the confidence to face anyone without fear.

This is essentially a competition for resources.

Although the other party is very powerful, he holds an information advantage.

The advantage lies with me.

"You..." Long Ao looked at Chen Guan, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Chen Guan is not a talkative person, and his strength fluctuates. However, he is extremely opinionated and has both a sharp mind and strong initiative.

His actions were not reckless, nor were his ideas driven by despair; rather, they stemmed from a calculated calm. He couldn't discern Chen Guan's full plan, yet he instinctively wanted to trust him.

This is how the Black Wind Relics faced the White Tiger.

Taipei City College, when facing Baal, also did the same.

"I'll stay with you." Long Ao took a deep breath, his voice low but powerful; he was willing to trust him again.

Chen Guan glanced at him, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. He simply turned and walked in the opposite direction from the Long family's courtyard.

"Let's find a place to stay first."

Long Ao immediately followed, and the two of them, one in front of the other, quickly disappeared into the shadows of the alley.

……

In the southern district of Jiangcheng, there is a motel whose name has faded.

The room was filled with a mixture of disinfectant and dampness. The curtains were drawn tightly, leaving only an old television set flickering dimly.

Chen Guan sat cross-legged on the bed, with the black coffin standing behind him, out of place in the small room.

He closed his eyes and focused his mental energy into the system panel.

He immediately distributed the popularity points that had just been earned.

[Agility: 15]

【Spirit: 35】

Running faster is never a bad thing; the stronger your control over illusions, the more people you can fool.

He didn't focus on increasing his strength and stamina; that was Long Ao's domain, and he didn't need to.

Long Ao paced anxiously in the room, the floorboards creaking under his feet.

"What do we do now? Just wait here?"

"No." Chen Guan opened his eyes, the light from the television screen dancing in his pupils: "We're waiting for dawn."

"And then what happens after dawn?"

"Let's go to the casino."

Long Ao stopped in his tracks: "Go straight there?"

"No, let's scout the location." Chen Guan got off the bed, walked to the window, lifted a corner of the curtain, and looked at the brightly lit city night view outside: "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated. Lin Jiu gave us the location, but not the map. We still have to go, at least to find out the escape route."

His logic was frighteningly clear, completely unlike someone about to face certain death.

Looking at his profile, Long Ao felt more confident. Chen Guan was not gambling with his life; he was gradually pulling the odds of winning back in his favor.

Brother Xiao Guan has thought everything through. He doesn't want to die; he truly wants to live.

The contrast of making the most rational plan in the most desperate situation really resonates with me.

Is it possible that the escape route he mentioned was intended for Long Ao, and that Long Ao then directly created a world with Chen's coffin?

[No matter who the Konoha murderer is, Chen Guan is unlikely to die. Compared to Chen Guan, I feel like Grandpa Long Ao is on a death countdown.]

[Old Deng set a trap for Little Coffin Bro; he deserved it.]

[That's not quite right...it feels like the trolley problem.]

Chen Guan silently watched the comments scroll by. Very good, the audience's emotions were spot on. Discussion is what generates buzz.

If things continue like this, he might be able to beat An Changqing up when he goes back this time.

Just then, the black box that he had casually placed on the bedside table suddenly emitted a buzzing sound.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was clearly audible in a quiet room.

Long Ao instantly became alert and turned his gaze to the box.

On the surface of the box, the intricate patterns seemed to come alive, shimmering with a faint red light.

An eerie aura emanated from the box.

Chen Guan could feel as if a pair of eyes were staring at him.

It's locked.

Chen Guan didn't look at the box; his gaze passed through the gap in the curtains and landed on the hotel downstairs.

In the shadows of the street corner, several figures who had been standing lazily suddenly looked up and gazed in the direction of their room.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, their eyes gleaming with greed, like sharks that had caught the scent of blood.

"The first group of viewers has arrived."

Chen Guansong opened the curtains, turned around and said to Long Ao.

His face showed no panic, but rather a calmness befitting someone preparing to go on stage.

"Stay here, don't go out."

"What?" Long Ao was stunned. "They've come knocking! Let's charge out together!"

"No." Chen Guan walked to the door and grasped the sickle.

"The stage is set up, now we need an opening act."

He glanced back at Long Ao and said, "If I don't come back, take my coffin with you."

After saying that, he opened the door and rushed out without hesitation.

The door slammed shut in front of Long Ao.

Long Ao's mind went blank. He stood there, stunned, with only Chen Guan's last words echoing in his ears.

Carrying... a coffin?

Long Ao's eyes instantly turned red.

He got it.

In reality, Chen Guan was not as confident as he seemed. He was prepared to die and was making his final arrangements, wanting to leave the door of survival to himself.

His near-death comeback trick...

"Chen's coffin!"