(Ron was never an intelligent person.
He was merely a man excessively strict with rules.
Faced with anomalies far beyond his capabilities, he would forever remain in a state of passive aggression, taking initiative out of sheer necessity)
That was the conclusion Quân uncovered.
During the first loop.
"GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
Quân was screaming at the top of his lungs, clinging to Ron for dear life.
"HOLD ON TIGHT!!"
Ron hoisted Quân up like a cat, using a wire cable to swing from building to building like a spider.
"GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
Quân's face quickly contorted into a bizarre mask of terror; after all, human beings were not born to fly, but at the very least he prayed fluid would not leak from his trousers.
"DAMN IT ALL!!!!!"
Quân shrieked, his voice instantly swallowed by the rushing wind.
...
"So then... I understand its true nature now."
Ron spoke to Quân, his expression startlingly calm.
He had deduced that this world was a realm built upon psychology and psychological synchronization.
"?"
Quân sipped his cup of tea, gazing at the city outside covered in gory blood and piles of corpses.
"Why are you telling me this???"
Quân asked in utter surprise, whereupon Ron rapped Quân on the head with the stack of papers in his hand.
"It is learning! Study, will you? If I were not here, would you not be dead already??"
Quân glared at Ron.
'Study? Why, when the apocalypse is upon us, does he still insist on studying? What on earth is the point of studying?'
...
"Ron, what are you doing now???"
Quân observed Ron, who was diligently working alongside several other people to construct something.
"Does this not look familiar to you?"
Ron held it up for Quân to inspect, his expression nonchalant as if nothing were amiss.
"This is a handgun; with this alone, we can grant weak individuals the capacity for self defense."
"And?"
Quân failed to grasp the point; they possessed magic, so what purpose did these contraptions serve?
"It is for you; the weak individual is you."
...
"It is time to distribute food rations."
"Where is Mrs. Lily!? Where did she go!?"
...
"I believe I found a way, a way to escape."
"So what is it? Please do not let it involve solving math problems, seriously."
"?"
...
"WHO ARE YOU?! WHY DO YOU BEAR LUNAS'S APPEARANCE!"
"STATE YOUR NAM—AGGHHH"
"THAT BASTARD, HE IS SLAUGHTERING—!!!"
...
"DAMN IT! WHAT DO WE DO NOW, YOU BASTARD RON!!"
...
"It is abnormal; he represents this very place, this entire city."
...
"This place is a garden of minds, a gargantuan burial ground!!"
...
"Janeus, perform it on Quân!"
"Perform what!?"
"Come with me, Quân!! Leave everything here to Ron!"
...
"When a mind reaches absolute crisis, it can unilaterally erase memories and revert to the beginning."
"What do you mean!?"
"Currently, those people from that train have sequentially transformed into trains themselves; if this continues, everything will end.
Ron will attempt to stop it by destroying Pegasus itself."
"Huh?!!"
"If he does that, he can force this place to restart itself, returning to the starting point; because that is a magical process, a magicless person can retain their memories.
That, that is everything I wished to explain."
"So what do you intend to do to me!!?"
...
"I will hypnotize you, so that you memorize the code left behind by Ron; if it truly succeeds, then recite that code to Ron, and he will understand."
"Fine fine, do whatever you want, please, hurry up, hurry..."
...
The first loop... closed.
The second loop... Quân killed Quân.
"GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!"
"WAIT, YOU ARE—"
BANG!!
...
"The code is: ^&*(@#"
"I understand, thank you."
"...Are you... never mind."
"If you are curious, I adhere to John Locke's theory of personal identity."
"What do you mean?"
"To me, the former Ron is dead; we possess no genuine connection."
"...Then what about that other Quân?"
"He must die. This is mandatory; if there are too many uncertain variables, everything becomes meaningless."
...
"CONTINUE!!"
"THIS TIME, GUARD HIM CLOSELY, WE WILL CARVE A PATH OF BLOOD!"
"CREATE A SPATIAL RIFT IMMEDIATELY!!"
...
"Meaningless; you are all me, so why exhaust yourselves?"
"Commit suicide! Commit suicide quickly, burn the corpses completely!!"
"Even if we die, we will return, hurry!!"
...
"NO!! PLEASE, PLEASE!!"
"I have no other choice."
CLICK!
"Please, you are me, you are me, it is possible, you know it, we cannot die, we—"
BANG!
...
The 3rd loop.
"This time, I have reasoned it through; this place is a variant of three dimensional space !#@"
"...Very well."
The 7th loop.
"This time, we will require no allies, we will—"
The 11th loop.
"I do not believe that—"
The 20th loop.
"Janeus and Promet will serve as strategic chess pieces."
The ... loop.
The 100+ loop.
Why did it drag on to such an extent?
Because no matter how intelligent Ron was, he remained merely Ron.
Therefore...
The 100+ loop.
Quân attempted a different tactic.