Bronya's analysis was like the final piece of the puzzle, completely exposing Shu's "conspiracy," which seemed like he was letting things go, but in reality, it ran through the entire game, under the bright light of day.
The entire living room fell into a deeper silence than when "All are Equal" was played. Everyone was shocked by this interlocking and bottomless calculation.
"From the very beginning... he had planned everything?" Mei looked at Shu with disbelief. "Even this great one's 'Fatherly Love' was within his calculations?!" Sin Mal recalled the scene at that time, and only felt a chill rise from the soles of her feet.
Theresa held her forehead and muttered to herself, "So all of us... became pawns on his chessboard?"
Kiana's mouth was wide open. She looked at Shu, her brain completely overloaded: "Shu... you... you were actually this amazing?!"
Shu was still holding the table tennis paddle in his hand. Even though it didn't matter whether he threw the ball or not at this moment, he still held the paddle, just like when he had just received it.
It wasn't until the white-haired tuna with golden light in her eyes blinked and approached him that Shu subconsciously moved away to dodge.
"Shu! Big shot, great god! Teach me, okay?" How could Shu dodge Kiana's pounce? So Shu, who was leaning back, was still hugged by Kiana's thigh.
He didn't understand why Kiana could actually shout out words like "big shot" and "great god" face to face offline. If it were online, Shu wouldn't have any feelings about such words, but offline...
Shu couldn't help but become even more slender. His whole body and the ground formed a magical sixty-degree angle, just to get away from Kiana.
The final act of throwing the ball was, as expected, ignored by everyone. Everyone surrounded Shu in the middle and began to praise his layout. Occasionally, someone would ask him how he did it.
Shu didn't speak, but just kept smiling. Until everyone changed the topic, Shu still maintained that "petrified" posture, just like at the beginning.
Even after dinner, when the party was over, Shu lay on the bed, and the stiff smile on his face had not faded.
No, there was no one around now.
Shu raised his hand and gently patted his face, rubbing his stiff face from smiling. Feeling the slight soreness, Shu took advantage of the fact that there was no one around and began to do exaggerated facial exercises to move his muscles.
Then he felt that just moving was not enough. He took the initiative to raise his hand and rub his face into a round and then a flat shape for a while before letting out a long sigh, looking at the ceiling with lifeless eyes.
Everything he had experienced today quickly flashed through his mind. Although every scene was so clear, when he recalled it again, Shu still felt a sense of chaos.
Who on earth invented this game that was full of chaos everywhere?
No matter how he thought about it, Shu could only think of that blue-haired guy. In this world, besides the Honkai, it seemed that all the abnormalities he couldn't understand could be blamed on that guy in Future City.
Future City was still too authoritative...
"Future City... Joyce..." He squeezed this name out from between his teeth. "What kind of harmful things have you guys invented..."
He turned over and covered his head with the quilt, trying to block out these chaotic thoughts.
But his thoughts were still freely diverging, as free as Eren who had reached the other side.
Recalling Bronya's final summary of all his actions, even though there was no one around, Shu couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his eyes.
Resisting Sin Mal's "Fatherly Love" was his patience?
He was just startled by the strange name and the golden light at that time, and subconsciously resisted with all his strength. Who knew that it would be judged as a great success and even have a reversal? If he had known earlier... he might not have squeezed that hand grip strengthener in the first place.
Pretending to be a farmer to provoke?
That was because he didn't understand the rules at all and didn't know what to do. He could only imitate Fu Hua and Li Sushang, who seemed to be the most stable.
Destroying the "Red Movement"? That was because Fu Hua and Li Sushang's alliance seemed too strong. He had only imitated them halfway when he discovered that the two of them were brewing a big event. His Demon King identity was also exposed by force. Who knew that an identity could shatter such a big operation?
Guiding Kiana to use "ARAHATO: Super-Dimensional Judgment"?
He had just pointed at it casually at that time, thinking that the card was the most fancy. Who could have thought that there would be such a long string of shameful lines and developments later?
And the final "All are Equal" and the table tennis ball that decided everything... he was just tired of being passively beaten and wanted to flip the table to have some fun, and by the way... by the way, to see if he could avoid those damned Truth or Dare.
As for the territory expansion? What was that? A passive skill of the Demon King? If Bronya hadn't said it, he still wouldn't have known...
Every operation that was analyzed by everyone as a "godly move" was full of accidents, misunderstandings, panic, and desperation in his own memory.
"Amazing? Layout? Calculation?"
Shu buried his face in the pillow and let out a muffled, almost mournful sigh.
This feeling was like a slacker who had accidentally guessed all the multiple-choice questions correctly, was suddenly pushed onto the podium, was awarded the title of "unparalleled genius," and was even asked to give a speech on his learning methods.
"The pressure... is so great."
He muttered to himself, his voice so soft that only he could hear it.
"Yeah, I feel like you're about to explode with a 'bang'," Kiana's approving voice came from outside the quilt, indicating that sometimes muttering to oneself was not only heard by oneself.
After a half-second of silence, Shu sprang up from the bed like a "dry land onion," and then stopped in time when he was about to roll off the bed, returning to his elegant and reserved state.
"Ahem... good evening, Kiana," Shu glanced at the open window with a hidden and resentful look, his eyes full of helplessness.
"Good evening," Kiana greeted in cooperation, then turned around and sat down on the edge of Shu's bed.
Shu followed Kiana's gaze and paused on his bedside table for a moment. The sentence "isn't Mei's room below yours?" was held back.
It seemed that she was here for his snacks.
"Take them if you want," after a sigh, Shu waved his hand. Anyway, these snacks were originally stored here by Kiana. Shu had just replaced her possibly expired food with fresh ones.
"Really!" But Kiana seemed to have forgotten that those were her snacks stored here. After getting Shu's signal, she happily pulled open the bottom drawer. After seeing the snacks that were unfamiliar to her, the thought of "the food was hidden here by myself" completely dissipated.
"Hehe, Shu is really the best!"