"Do you know that Melon Peel?"
"No. Or maybe I can't remember. But someone with that kind of ability shouldn't be some nameless nobody."
"Mm, it's fine. It doesn't matter if you don't know him."
Qin Yang did not care much. What he cared about was finding someone convenient to take the blame and block bullets for him. More importantly, he had to make sure that idiot firmly believed Qin Yang possessed the storybook.
He even had to make that idiot believe that he himself had gone to enormous lengths, pretending to be an idiot and risking becoming a real fool, before finally escaping with the storybook.
Qin Yang felt that keeping pace with a real idiot pretending to be an idiot was quite exhausting—far more tiring than simply cutting someone down.
Fortunately, the result was good.
That idiot now absolutely believed he had successfully deceived someone.
Qin Yang stopped paying attention to that idiot Frog Eyes and continued his summary.
Frog Eyes' ability was to turn into reality whatever the other party had confirmed, tacitly accepted, or taken for granted without question.
At its core, it was a power of consciousness.
Using Frog Eyes' performance as a mirror for comparison with himself, Qin Yang could first list certain things that had never been established in the storybook, or would never appear in it.
Yet these things might share the same foundational truths as those established truths.
First, the storybook might not encompass every setting in the entire world of the dead.
Therefore, his previous idea—
Once the storybook had completed its evolution, he would incorporate its contents into the White Jade Divine Gate and attempt to transform the White Jade Divine Gate into the Gate of Truth once more, transcending the world of the dead—
Probably did not have