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Chapter 207. Confusing Truth vs. Answering Truth
Jiang Jianxin listened intently to the entire press conference, expecting Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals to at least announce the specific launch date, pricing strategy, or sales channels for the Genius Drug.

However, apart from playing the well-produced promotional video on a loop, the entire press conference consisted only of the speaker's passionate speech—those exaggerated descriptions of therapeutic effects and inflammatory success stories were just like a brainwashing session meticulously designed by a pyramid scheme.

When the lights came back on, Jiang Jianxin was still somewhat dazed. She mechanically followed the crowd out, the host's triumphant closing remarks still echoing in her ears. Stepping outside the venue and a cold wind hit her face, she snapped out of her daze and turned to Xie Yan:

"What's the difference between this press conference and saying nothing at all?"

All key information was deliberately avoided, making the entire event seem more like a meticulously planned publicity stunt.

Xie Yan silently clenched the brochure in her hand, the paper making a slight crunching sound between her fingers.

After a long silence, she responded in a low voice:
"I... can't figure out what they're up to either."

Her gaze fell on the huge logo of Black Eyes Pharmaceuticals in the distance, a hint of unease flashing in her eyes.

"..."

Jiang Jianxin couldn't understand Black Pupil Pharmaceutical's operations, but she didn't share Xie Yan's seriousness; she only suspected that she had been set up by capital.

—It's strange that they made such a big fuss about it, insisting on dragging them along.

Jiang Jianxin and Xie Yan walked side by side on the commercial street, looking at the setting sun in the distance. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly asked:
"By the way, do you know Lin Xin'an?"

It's been a long time since we've heard from Lin Xin'an, and suddenly he appears at the Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals' new product launch, even as some kind of "favored one of the psychic gods"... This whole thing is strange.

Xie Yan nodded and said:

"I've heard of you. The hypnotist at the asylum is the omniscient sequence number 3 of the Light faction. He spends most of his time in the asylum and rarely interacts with the outside world."

Jiang Jianxin was slightly taken aback after hearing Xie Yan's description:
"Serial number...3?"

"Yes."

Xie Yan answered confidently.

"Uh, why do I remember it being number 6?"

Jiang Jianxin asked in confusion.

She hurriedly opened her phone and scrolled through the leaderboard of the Light faction—on the character information of "Hypnotist," a bright number 3 was clearly written there.

Xie Yan scratched her head in confusion, her tone hesitant:

"Could you be mistaken? Aren't hypnotists always number 3? I've never heard of a number 6."

These words were like a bucket of ice water poured over his head, and Jiang Jianxin immediately felt a chill run down his spine.

—It's impossible for her to be mistaken. That scene is still clearly imprinted in her memory: during the first week of the apocalypse, she heard monsters knocking on doors in the TV station corridor, and Lin Xin'an told her about the Peace Forum.

She took out her phone and opened the leaderboard. A photo of a doctor in a white coat was displayed at the top of the list. The man in the photo had gentle features, and the black font of "Serial Number 6" in the talent information column was as clear and distinct as the "3" displayed on the screen.

Jiang Jianxin stared intently at the terminal screen, the blue-glowing number "3" seeming to mock her memory.

Just as she was feeling lost and helpless, her intuition suddenly brought to mind the words:
Your memory is correct; he was indeed number 6 before.

However, his number has now progressed to...

【3】

Jiang Jianxin paused for a moment, then replied in his mind:
[Can the sequence number of the omniscient sequence still be advanced?]

[This is impossible for a normal person, but this person is special; his ability is that of a "diplomat," allowing him to communicate with extraterrestrial deities.] [Besides communicating with spirits... he has now also contacted "the one who confuses the truth."]

Intuition explained it.

[“Confusing the truth”?]

Jiang Jianxin asked again, as it was a novel term she had never heard of before.

Yes, it is a branch of truth, not truth itself, but it has the ability to distort facts.

Intuition tells it that answering these questions is not difficult for it.

The favor of "confusing the truth" helped him advance the sequence and distort public memory.

Intuition replied.

Why wasn't my work edited?

Jiang Jianxin asked again.

Because you've been anchored by me.

Let me reintroduce myself—

The handwriting in my mind, intuitively appearing larger and more dignified, is now more formal.
[I am "the answer to truth," a branch of truth, and on par with "the confusion of truth."]

Intuition slowly brought these words to mind.

Previously, it had difficulty communicating with Jiang Jianxin and wouldn't tell her its true identity. Now that "Confusing Truth" has appeared in the world, and Jiang Jianxin has died three times, there is much less distance between them. It's time to reveal its true identity.

Jiang Jianxin stared at the line of words in his mind, pondered for a long time, and then asked seriously:
Who is stronger, you or those who distort the truth?

【…】

The answer, Truth, popped out six black dots, clearly indicating that this question was also difficult to answer.

I am on par with the one who confuses the truth; we are roughly equal in strength.

The answer, objectively speaking, is:
However, my principle of implicit truth takes precedence over obscuring the truth—after all, an answer is an answer, there is only one answer, and it cannot be confused.

Therefore, it was able to anchor Jiang Jianxin and prevent her from being confused by the truth and having her memories altered. This is because the truth of the answer is based on the answer itself. It is itself a nail driven into the essence of things in the torrent of fantasy. No matter how much the respondent fantasizes or how much the debater refutes and confuses, it cannot shake the position of the correct answer in the question.

Jiang Jianxin didn't understand the significance of the word "answer," she simply said cheerfully:
I don't think Lin Xin'an will stop now. He might use "confusing the truth" as a grand scheme. If that day comes, we'll have to rely on you, "the answer to the truth."

Yes, the answer and the truth will always be your anchor.

The answer came naturally from my intuition.

It is merely a branch of truth, yet the true identity before it stands above truth, serving as an anchor for the god above truth, which it is more than happy to do.

After learning about Lin Xin'an's situation, Jiang Jianxin had a meal with Xie Yan, and then the two returned to their respective residences.

That evening, Jiang Jianxin lay in the tent at the flood control office's residence, browsed the forum, glanced at the breaking news, and finally understood the purpose of Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals' live press conference, which resembled a pyramid scheme.

The latest trending news item on the forum prominently stated:

The launch of the new Genius Potion was a resounding success, receiving high praise from numerous influential figures!

When Jiang Jianxin opened the news, the first thing she saw was a close-up photo of herself. In the photo, the Sword Master sat upright in white robes with a smile on his face, and the caption below made her witness the charm of journalism for the first time.