The Foundation realized that Judgment Day was imminent.

This world was about to be destroyed.

Therefore, they would spare no cost to save themselves, even if it meant making a deal with the devil.

Gui Yi, through analyzing his various actions consuming spirits and the doctrines of Esoteric Buddhism, could roughly confirm his stance and attitude as an apostle of another great being opposed to the ranch owner.

That was enough!

They weren't just asking Gui Yi; they were asking Gui Yi, in his capacity as Pope, to contact the god worshiped by Esoteric Buddhism, an entity known as 'Lord Mediocrity', who could bestow mercy upon this world.

This was already the highest success rate plan for world salvation that the think tank had come up with!

"So… please, sir, save us no matter what, and for this, we are willing to pay any price, including our faith… even if it means spreading Esoteric Buddhism to the whole world, the Foundation will fully support it."

The old president continued to bow at ninety degrees, sincerely.

"Your request, I will report to my Lord."

Zhong Shenxiu spoke like a true charlatan, "And in exchange, as well as my personal compensation… I want to meet that big trickster behind you, that is also the reason for my visit…"

All the council members exchanged glances, all with wry smiles, "That big trickster… we really don't have relevant information; you know, the existence of tricksters is very idealistic, and when it comes to big tricksters, even more so… like that livestream room, existing entirely on the internet, impervious to any hackers, yet suddenly disappeared…"

At this point, Angel specifically glanced at Zhong Shenxiu, clearly feeling this matter had a lot to do with Gui Yi.

"And we suspect, that big trickster, is the curse itself… it doesn't have a physical existence in reality…"

The old president continued.

"Well then… I'll step back."

Zhong Shenxiu revealed a slight smile, "I need that scroll you signed with the big trickster, the relic left by your first president—Mo Ye!"

All the council members' faces turned very ugly.

After all, that scroll capable of contracting with a big trickster was the real foundation of the Foundation, the source of all Deceit Masters' powers.

But after a moment, the old president still made a concession, "If this is your wish… then we are willing to fulfill it…"

…

The Foundation headquarters, in the deepest part of the underground.

After numerous security doors, guided by Angel, Zhong Shenxiu entered a vault even more exaggerated than a subterranean vault.

The vast vault was empty except for a metal desk in the center topped with a glass cover, isolating a huge scroll.

It was about as thick as a human arm and nearly a meter long when unfolded, clearly holding a large blank space.

Angel took a deep breath, approached the edge of the metal platform, and input a series of passwords, even including her own iris scan.

With a soft click, the glass cover automatically opened.

A cold and chilling breath immediately spread out, enough to make any ordinary person shudder.

"Every year, after the Deceit Masters of the Foundation pass the final trial, they come here to hold a ceremony… undertake the curse, to truly obtain the rights to use the deceits."

Angel looked at the huge crimson scroll with a very emotional expression on her face.

Training a Deceit Master seemed simple, just needing a blood signature on the scroll, but in reality, the Foundation had to cultivate the Deceit Masters' various abilities to respond to and analyze dangers through a series of methods.

After all, tricksters cannot be killed, and those hot-headed individuals, one by one, if not dead, all end up in mental hospitals.

Strictly speaking, elites who survived several missions from the go-everywhere company were the best candidates to become Deceit Masters.

At least, they understood reverence!

However, that alone was not enough; Deceit Masters also needed to master certain combat skills and know how to use firearms, not to battle tricksters, but to deal with other ill-intentioned ordinary people.

And most importantly, recognition and loyalty to the Foundation's philosophy!

Otherwise, direct desertion, or even turning around to target the scroll, was not out of the question.

Although Angel hadn't said it, Zhong Shenxiu felt that in the history of the foundation, a rebellion by Deceit Masters must have occurred!

He stepped forward and unrolled the scroll directly.

Whoosh!

The huge scroll rolled out on the ground, revealing a large blank space behind.

In the middle part, one by one, vivid red names appeared.

Tantai Xiao, Miao Tianxiong, Zi Ming...

Sato Yu, Shan Xiaqingming...

Smith Stan, Jack Wallace...

These names were all written in fresh blood that seemed never to fade.

Then, some names that had turned black appeared, probably belonging to Deceit Masters who had died.

These names spread like a black dragon, continuously spreading until reaching the source.

It was black—Mo Ye!

On one side, Angel deeply bowed to show respect to these predecessors of Deceit Masters.

Zhong Shenxiu's expression, however, was a bit strange.

"This scroll… this curse…"

He twitched his cheeks and then fiercely slapped the surface of the scroll.

The next moment, something shocking happened for Angel!

The crimson scroll's surface suddenly faded from red to a deep black.

As for the scroll itself, it kept shrinking and thinning... eventually, it took on the appearance of an ancient black notebook.

"Don't be too surprised; it's quite normal for supernatural items to change shape."

Zhong Shenxiu sighed and took the black notebook.

"But this scroll…"

Angel's eyes widened, and the members of the evaluation committee inside the control room felt the same.

They simply didn't understand why such a thing had occurred.

Zhong Shenxiu didn't care about them and immediately opened the notebook.

A line of very familiar handwriting emerged faintly:

"Through research, Deceit has many characteristics. Summarized are four main laws…"

"First, the indestructible nature of Deceit! Second, only Deceit can counter Deceit! Third, ordinary humans absolutely cannot become Deceit upon death unless the process involves the participation of 'Deceit' power!"

"The last point, Deceit kills according to specific patterns, stemming from a craving for rationality!"

…

This was a set of research notes.

And furthermore, they were his own research notes.

Zhong Shenxiu paused, pulled out an identical black notebook from his pocket, and placed both side by side, finding them very similar.

However, the notebook that had transformed from the scroll looked very ancient, as if it had been eroded by the long passage of time.

By now, holding it, Zhong Shenxiu felt a tremendous surge of rationality directly flowing into his body.

This allowed his Ghost Immortal Reincarnation Skill to finally break through the last shackles and reach the Ninth Great Perfection Realm!

'So it turns out… the reason the foundation's major Deceit is so unique is that I created it?'

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