The Vanished Marks, I Don't Mind Being a Villain

The way to cross the sea was not to keep moving forward, but to dive into the Bitter Sea, then instantly break the surface from another layer.

Qin Yang did not even feel like complaining. This damned method was something that had existed among the random nonsense he had imagined before.

That setting had never appeared in the legitimate storybook.

Yet it truly had appeared in the wild, bullshit ideas he had scribbled into the pirated storybook.

What Qin Yang considered was something deeper.

The method of crossing the sea counted as a very important setting. Since it was not even in the storybook, Qin Yang could now thoroughly confirm that the storybook could not possibly encompass every truth.

The question now was whether the storybook considered this unimportant, whether it was something that should not be displayed and could only be known by the Bitter Sea Ferryman.

Or whether even the Bitter Sea Ferryman only knew that it worked, but not why.

The gap between those three possibilities was enormous.

If it was the first, that was fine. It could only mean the storybook's judgment was rather baffling. It was still evolving, after all, so being incomplete was understandable.

But if it was the last possibility, that meant the part of the storybook that people could grasp was not as extensive as imagined.

The very fact that it could be grasped and altered by people did not conform to the fundamental laws of world evolution.

Perhaps, during the world's evolution, it had already begun repairing its own loopholes.

That was good news for the world. Such a world would become more stable and powerful. But for Qin Yang, it was hardly good news.

It meant that the storybook's value and authority were being whittled away.

In the end, the