The sage was determined to die.

"Brother, what have you come up with?" Chu Xi asked.

Chu Ze shook his head and suddenly asked a question.

"Imagine you have to kill someone in a city of 100,000 people, and you don't know the person's name or address, only that he is a middle-aged man. You have to sift through the layers of people to find him."

Chu Ze said, "There are two methods: one is to honestly search for people, and the other is to directly destroy the city. Which one do you choose?"

Chu Xi stroked her chin, looking like she was deep in thought, and replied, "After all, it's 100,000 people. Wouldn't destroying the city have a huge impact?"

Chu Ze looked at him with some surprise: "I thought you would choose to destroy the city directly."

He then added, "It's just a game, the impact won't be that big."

"If the rewards are not significantly different."

Chu Xi replied as expected, "Of course, it's about destroying the city. Let alone 100,000 people, it would be too much trouble to burn 100,000 soybeans in one go."

"Really?" Chu Ze said softly. "Yes."

……

"In your words, the approach I've chosen is to search for a single mung bean among 100,000 soybeans."

Ji Bai gestured for a moment, then said very sincerely, "Actually, it shouldn't be that difficult."

Yan Ming and Gongsun Yang both looked at each other with expressions that seemed to say, "Are you even speaking human language?"

"What does this have to do with beans?" Yan Ming pondered. "Can you say something I can understand?"

Ji Bai skillfully launched a personal attack: "Is literary talent really that closely linked to intelligence? Are superior and mid-grade really that different? Didn't I make myself very clear?"

After attacking Wanyan Ming, he looked apologetically at Gongsun Yang: "Sorry, I forgot you don't have Wenxin."

Gongsun Yang: "..."

……

As the three walked along the road, after hearing Ji Bai boast, "Then I'll lower my IQ a bit more to explain to you," Yan Ming seemed to understand something and said:

"So you don't want to kill anyone."

Ji Bai shook his head: "It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I feel that the kind of literary talent that emerges from that kind of development is not what I want."

"But that's simple, well, it's not simple either."

Gongsun Yang picked up the conversation, sighed, and said, "It's quite difficult. With our bunch of misfits, there's no way we could possibly kill both Chen and Chu, or anyone else..."

Ji Bai interrupted him and said seriously, "I am still different without me."

"Alright," Gongsun Yang said, "you bunch of ugly ducklings..."

"That's why I wanted to take a different path."

Ji Bai's expression was unusually serious. He said, "The mid-grade Wenxin blind boxes are boring. I only want the top-grade Wenxin."

He's saying things that are incomprehensible again.

Gongsun Yang selectively ignored the words he didn't understand and only asked, "What are you going to do?"

"..."

Ji Bai seemed slightly flustered: "I have some ideas, but I haven't decided yet."

Haha, nobody would believe that.

Gongsun Yang habitually concealed his suspicions, and said sincerely, "It's alright, let's do the other thing you mentioned first."

Ji Bai gathered everyone who remained in the team together. The group was suspicious but did not resist. Looking at the indifferent person in front of them, they had a strange feeling that this guy had finally revealed his true colors.

Under Ji Bai's guidance, the reluctant Yan Ming was in charge of moving the body.

Yan Ming, taking a different approach, dumped the corpses in front of the group by carrying sacks.

Everyone's gaze fell on the corpse's face, a face so different, yet so familiar.

The group exchanged glances, but no one whispered among themselves.

"Let me make this clear first," Ji Bai said, "I didn't kill him."

He paused, then added carefully, "It wasn't me who used someone else to do the dirty work."