No strange things are allowed to evolve!

Jiang Shu breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

[To the strategist: Then you can calculate style.]

[The omniscient strategist: You don't really think you're omniscient without paying a price, do you? So even if I could figure out what color underwear you're wearing today, I wouldn't, okay?]

[To the strategist: It's just about the color of underwear, a simple matter. Even if there's a consequence, how serious can it be?]

[Divine Strategist: Simple? There's no such thing as a free lunch. To me, any truth requires burning one's life to obtain. Although the price isn't high, I won't give up a day of my life just for the color of your underwear. Unless you can produce at least a nightmare-level life-extending item, I won't be willing to calculate the color of your underwear for you.]

Nightmare-level life-extending items?

Jiang Shu rubbed his chin. He had heard of the existence of life-extending items, but he had never seen one.

To put it bluntly, this kind of thing is a health supplement from the evolutionary sphere, but it's not a scam.

Although it cannot cure diseases or heal injuries, it seems to prolong life when used when healthy. However, this item has drug resistance, and the more it is used, the less effective it becomes.

Since it's associated with longevity, the value of such an item is obviously not low; just think about how many emperors in the past sought immortality.

Judging from what the other party said, it seems that if you want him to do something, you have to give up precious life-extending items.

However, Jiang Shu vaguely remembered that Nightmare-level life-extending items could extend life by one year, with a three-fold difference between each level, while the Cataclysm-level life-extending items, which were extremely rare and expensive on the market, could extend life by about ten years.

According to the other party, if the color of one's underwear reduces one's lifespan by one day, then a true-level skill that extends lifespan by four months would be more than enough. Why would they ask for a nightmare-level skill for me? It's one thing to cheat others, but the other party couldn't possibly not give me, who also possesses a catastrophe-level skill, any face.

Unless every day of life is extremely precious to him, and his resistance to life-extending items has reached the point where even the Real level is insufficient to compensate for the loss of a day of life, only the Nightmare level would suffice.

How many life-extending items must one have consumed to become like this?

[To the Calculator: Never mind, I can tell the color of my underwear myself, so I won't bother you to calculate it.]

Before Shenji could reply, Jiang Shu checked the message that Wuyi had sent earlier.

[Wu Yi: Is that so? It seems I was too presumptuous.]

Although Jiang Shu knew that his answer was somewhat perfunctory, he was still very curious as to why Wu Yi was so certain that he was lying. Didn't the other party ever consider the possibility that he really was the kind of helpful person with a great personality?

[To Wuyi: Why did you ask that? That dungeon isn't high-level; even if it has Cataclysmic items, they probably wouldn't be very useful to you, right?]

[Wu Yi: Yes, that's right. I just wanted to confirm something.]

[To Wuyi: What is it?]

[Wu Yi: I want to know, is this really just a coincidence?]

Jiang Shu was taken aback.

What does this mean?

What is coincidence?

Why have you suddenly become a riddle solver?

What difference does it make to the other person if I just posted something?

Before Jiang Shu could figure out how to reply, Wu Yi spoke again.

[Wu Yi: I think we can meet.]

Meeting in person?

Jiang Shu was startled.

There's no way I can meet with the other administrators right now.

Online, they can even use their privileged access cards to bully others.

However, he would immediately reveal his weakness upon meeting someone, exposing the fact that he was just a level six evolved being, a husky who had infiltrated a wolf pack.

So without thinking, Jiang Shu decided to find a reason to refuse.

But just then...

[The shrewd strategist: You're not wearing underwear at all!]

Jiang Shu: ?

He sneered, "What a load of bull. You can't even guess properly."

As he spoke, he pulled down his waistband and glanced at himself, but his expression immediately changed.

"Holy crap, it really is?!"

He took a shower at home last night and left his underwear on without washing it for the day, so he completely forgot about it today since he didn't go out.

Jiang Shu's expression immediately changed.

[To the Divine Strategist: My God, Divine Strategist!]

Shenji seemed quite pleased with the change in Jiang Shu's attitude.

[Shenji: Now you should believe me, right?]

Before Jiang Shu could say anything, Shenji's question marks came at him like a barrage of bullets.

[Shenji: Wait, how come you're only level six?]

[Divine Strategist: Are you from the Bureau of Unorthodox Organizations?]

[Shenji: And... how can you be like this? You're talking to me while you're talking to other people? You have absolutely no respect for me.]

[Shenji: Hey, it's Wuyi? You know him too? He doesn't seem like the type to be very enthusiastic about newcomers, so why would he want to see you?]

Jiang Shu stood there stunned, her expression changing drastically.

"Holy crap?"

Holy crap!

Not only were their own underwear stripped off, but their underwear was completely exposed!

Before this, Jiang Shu had never felt such fear when the box was opened.

[To the strategist: It wasn't you...]

[Shenji: You're asking why I know all this, right? Well, it's like this: I'm a pretty competitive person, and I can't stand people not trusting me. I originally thought that since we're both managers, and it's only a matter of one day of life, it wouldn't hurt to give it to you. But I didn't expect you to only be level six, meaning the cost you'd need to be so high. I couldn't help but be curious and wanted to know how you could become a manager at level six, so I simply calculated all the things about you that didn't require a huge price to pay.]

Jiang Shu was at a loss for words.

He feels like he's slapped himself in the face; this is a classic case of shooting himself in the foot.

At the same time, an unprecedented sense of crisis also enveloped him.

The other party knows everything about me, while I know nothing about the other party.

He didn't dare imagine what would happen if this information were leaked.

Fortunately, the other party seemed to sense Jiang Shu's fear and comforted her.

[Divine Strategist: Don't worry, I won't reveal it. I've helped so many people with the things they wanted to know, and I've always kept my mouth shut. It's my professional ethics, and I won't ruin my reputation.]

Seeing this, Jiang Shu felt a little relieved.

Judging from the other party's appearance, he is probably a news broker. Many people have consulted him for fortune telling. Such a person is unlikely to expose his own affairs.

After all, if he exposes himself today, he will expose others tomorrow. Those who have consulted him for fortune telling will definitely be afraid that their secrets will be revealed, and he will immediately become the target of everyone's hatred and even be silenced.

However, even though he understood this, he still had to give Jiang Shu face, so he kept a very humble attitude.

[To the strategist: Really, bro?]

[Shenji: Indeed, so I guessed you wouldn't go to see Wuyi, right?]

Jiang Shu didn't answer directly, but instead asked: "Have you seen him?"

[Divine Strategist: I've met him. He's a trustworthy and good person, provided you have no grudge against him. Otherwise, he's the most dangerous enemy.]

Jiang Shu thought about it and was unsure of Wu Yi's attitude towards him, or whether he had unintentionally done something to offend him.

[To the diviner: Brother, could you please help me calculate why he sought me out?]

[Shenji: This issue involves him, so it's a different price. You're only level six, you definitely can't afford a life-extending item, right? I reckon without a calamity-level life-extending item, I'd be losing money hand over fist.]

[To the strategist: Can I buy on credit?]

[Shenji: I don't offer credit here; that's my rule.]

But before Jiang Shu could say anything, Shenji changed the subject again.

[Divine Strategist: However, you can settle the payment in other ways, such as satisfying my curiosity about why you were able to acquire a Cataclysmic-level skill at level six and become a manager of the Fellowship.]

Seeing this, Jiang Shu was somewhat puzzled.

[To the strategist: This...didn't you already calculate it all? You should have known already, right?]

[Shenji: Of course I haven't calculated that. Knowing whether you're wearing underwear or what you're doing is one thing, but when it comes to calamity-level skills, that's a different story. I know better than curiosity or my life. And don't worry, I already know so much. Knowing a little more won't hurt; I won't tell anyone. On the contrary, as such a special being, I'd really like to be your friend. If we become friends, I'll do everything I can to help you when you're in trouble.]

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shu was somewhat tempted.

He originally thought that [Divine Strategist] knew everything, but he didn't expect that the other party knew only a little bit, which was a pleasant surprise.

Moreover, he had almost accepted this fact, so now he didn't seem particularly resistant to the idea of ​​throwing caution to the wind and exchanging his own secrets for other secrets.

[Shenji: If you're really worried, I'll give you an address. We can talk in person later. I know you're also in Tancheng.]

[To Shenji: But... I'm a little inconvenient... Why don't you come find me?]

[Divine Strategist: I can't get out.]

[To the Divine Strategist: Why?]

[Shenji: I'm in a mental hospital.]

[To the strategist: Are you busy at work right now and can't leave?]

[Shenji: No, I'm a patient.]

[To Shenji: ?]

Chapter 184 Divine Strategist

Mental hospital?

An evolved being with catastrophe-level skills becomes a patient in a mental hospital.

Is that correct?

Jiang Shu took a deep breath.

[To the expert: Send me the address.]

Soon, the address of the mental hospital where Shenji was located was sent over.

Accurate down to the house number.

[To the strategist: Can I come tomorrow? Today is a bit inconvenient.]

[Divine Strategist: No way! I want to know today. If my curiosity isn't satisfied, I definitely won't sleep well, and the promise I made to calculate for you will be void.]

[To Shenji: This... alright.]

Jiang Shu reluctantly agreed.

Since the other party is mentally ill, there's no choice but to comply.

After ending his conversation with [Shenji], Jiang Shu then began to favor [Wuyi].

Based on the description provided by the "Divine Strategist," Jiang Shu did not directly refuse. Regardless of the other party's purpose, he did not want to ruin the relationship. However, whether he agreed or not would depend on the "Divine Strategist's" calculation.

[To Wuyi: Let me think about it.]

The other party replied quickly, clearly having been waiting.

[Wu Yi: Okay.]

After closing the forum, Jiang Shu felt as if he were in a dream.

What a mess! I just wanted to browse the forum and find some electronic pickled vegetables to eat with my rice, but now I've become the one eating my own melon.

This is a mess.

After putting away the empty takeout containers, Jiang Shu changed her clothes, covering herself up completely to avoid revealing her charms. This time, she even remembered to wear underwear before taking the trash and leaving the house.

After carefully throwing away the trash downstairs, Jiang Shu checked the navigation.

Tancheng Second Mental Hospital.

It's not too far from me, about five kilometers away.