�You know I�m selling drugs.�The central continent was trampled by demons, but all 7 kingdoms in the southern continent are in my hands.�Even royalty wear my medicine in their mouths.�

�You call that bragging?�None of my classmates are as broken as you.�

Fermi raised an eyebrow.

�Did the funeral go well?���Fishaw�s will.�I�m not going to tell you anyway.�But it doesn�t matter.�I can roughly guess what it is about.��Sirone didn�t believe it.

�What is it about?�

�Biological Program Argones.�It must have been something about a singularity that would soon overtake this world.�

Fermi smiled and turned around.

�It�s sad to think that I�m just a drug addict.�I am fighting for the world in my own way.�

�Undercode.�

Fermi lifted the vial from the desk.

�Dream Star.�Have you ever heard of it?�Information discarded in reality accumulates in The Abyss.�

�What do you mean by that?�

Fermi took a sip of the teacup and threw it at the window.

Debris splattered with a clanking sound.

�What do you think?�

Sirone watched silently.

�The moment I threw the teacup, the future was already decided.�How many fragments and what type of fragments will it be split into?�Then what about me?�

Fermi pointed to himself.

�Is it my will to take a sip of tea, or is it the action of matter?�If you had turned back time, would I not have had tea?��If humans are free from the flow of time, each time vibration should produce a different result.

�Everything has already been decided.�My future and your future.�The world of The Abyss is not just waste.�It is valuable information that has passed through all the filters of the future.�

�I see what you mean.�

According to Fermi�s method, the future of this world could be predicted to some extent.

�Sooner or later, the world may end.�But what does that have to do with you selling drugs?�

�Hmm.�Do you know how much I make?�

�I don�t know.�

�It�s astronomical.�I can�t imagine.�And that money serves as the basis for my regular eating out.�

After flipping another chip into the air, Fermi snatched it up and smiled.

�Wouldn�t it be nice to have an insurance policy?�

Sirone understood.

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