"So... everything was within your expectations?" Sun Hang looked with interest at the "brain in a vat" before him, "You can foresee the future, so you're not at all worried about the final outcome of Tianfu City?"
"No, it's not foresight like you imagine." Pei Zongjun's holographic projection shook his head, "The predictive ability of the Sphinx is as abstract and vague as its riddles. I have to tease and unravel the information, calling upon numerous calculations for analysis, just to obtain a small amount of useful... 'hints'."
"Hints?"
"I only know you are crucial, but I do not know by what means you will solve Chimera 17, nor do I know if you will ultimately succeed... All I can do is unconditionally provide you with as many resources as possible according to the hints given by the Sphinx... You can consider it a gamble on my part, but it appears I've bet correctly."
"Then... has the Sphinx's predictive ability ever been wrong?" Sun Hang asked.
