"You are the clever one. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise." Max said with a happy tone. His face finally lost that smile at the other questions.

"The equation for perfect luck. A set of variables and circumstances that takes several people to get. You put those people together and boom! They got perfect luck. And that luck lets them do amazing things. Let's them alter things far beyond their scope. Could change the world, kill a god, destroy the universe, or make a restaurant that only sells Spam a huge success. Anything's possible with perfect luck. And you are crucial to that equation. Why do you think Grandma was so adamant about keeping you? She still is, the bitch. The equation she tried to keep going for you and all your friends. In multiple timelines. Not that she knows that."

Max took a pause for a moment, having somewhat given away the answer to the second question.