Is This the Power Granted by God!

By the time the plane landed, it was already afternoon local time.

Xina walked cautiously through the airport, looking at the multilingual signs around her and falling into thought: These place names are so strange! Where should I go?

Because she left in a hurry, Xina hadn't packed any luggage. Most importantly, all her savings had been used to buy the last ticket.

She now had a grand total of three coins left in her pocket. In this place where every inch of land was precious, let alone surviving, even buying a bottle of water was a luxury.

Oh! No, it seemed she no longer needed to eat or drink, which saved her a considerable expense.

Standing by the busy roadside, Xina felt the grandeur of this city for the first time, as well as her own confusion. She suppressed her panic and prayed in her heart: God, please give me some guidance, where should I... go!

You must feel the power I have bestowed upon you with your heart, it will guide you!

Feel it with her heart?!

Raising her hand to cover her chest, the ice-blue gem inside Xina was emitting a faint glow at this moment, and pale pink patterns were slowly extending from her chest towards her limbs.

In a trance, an image of a blue-purple gem appeared in Xina's mind.

In the unseen, between this blue-purple gem and Xina, there seemed to be a thin thread. Even from a great distance, Xina could vaguely sense the location of that gem.

"Is this what God wants me to get?" Xina opened her eyes. Her already thin face had become even paler in this short time.

Against the backdrop of her black dress, she looked like a paper doll that had stepped out of a painting.

Guided by that vague thread, Xina had determined the direction of her destination and tragically became a Herrscher who had to travel on foot... (Please remove the word 'pseudo' for now, otherwise it would be too impolite.)

In the evening, on the upper floors of the Singapore Queen Hotel.

An old man in a white coat was nervously holding a silver-gray briefcase. He sat tensely on the sofa, watching the anxious man standing beside him out of the corner of his eye, and asked in confusion:

"What is Cocolia doing? Isn't she very concerned about this gem?"

"Why doesn't she take it directly back to Anti-Entropy? Why do I have to come all the way to this island nation!?"

"It's just a small hiccup. Someone will be sent to take you to the headquarters in a couple of days!" The anxious man peeled a banana as he turned around:

"Stay here in peace. Destiny's troops cannot enter this country. Even if a few little bugs sneak in... there are bodyguards."

"With this lord here, even if those little bugs sneak in, this lord will have a good time playing with them."

After speaking, the anxious man licked the banana, causing the old man on the sofa's eye to twitch inexplicably.

"This way, Miss!" The attendant at the hotel entrance greeted Xina warmly. Xina politely nodded to the attendant, and after looking around the hotel lobby, walked towards the elevator.

Entering the elevator, Xina fell into thought as she looked at the panel that didn't move even after she pressed the button: What's going on? Do elevators in big cities require facial recognition?

Just as she was thinking, a traveler exiting the elevator couldn't help but remind her, "Little girl, this elevator requires a room card to use..."

"Huh?!" Xina was slightly startled, but quickly reacted. She touched the back of her head and stuck out her tongue at the traveler: "Oh no, I forgot my room card is with my mom!"

This reason was somewhat plausible. The traveler just glanced at Xina and saw that the embarrassment on the little girl's face seemed genuine, not feigned, so he didn't intend to meddle. He casually left a remark: "Oh! Is that so! Then go to the hotel front desk and call your mom to come down and pick you up!" Then he turned and left.

Exiting the elevator, Xina looked at the long line at the front desk and silently walked out of the hotel lobby. She believed that with her 'astonishing wisdom', she could definitely sneak in.

Fifteen minutes later...

In the hotel staff changing room, Xina was stuffing a hapless fellow, sprawled out in all directions, into a locker. As she did so, she mused, "Alright, I admit, sometimes the stupid way is indeed much more effective."

Having changed into the red cheongsam worn by the hotel staff, Xina was just about to use the staff access card to take the staff elevator to the floor she needed to go to when she was met by a portly man dressed as a supervisor.

The fat supervisor walked past Xina as if he hadn't seen her, then suddenly turned around and put his hand on Xina's shoulder. "Wait, I feel like I haven't seen you before!"

"I... I'm new today..." Xina found an excuse and said it without changing her expression.

In Xina's opinion, this reason was plausible, as long as this man wasn't...

"I'm from Human Resources. We didn't have any new employees today at all. Quick, tell me, whose side are you on? Are you sent by Destiny... Ah!"

Before the fat man could finish speaking, a muffled scream came from his mouth.

"Ah! My hand, my hand!"

As he retreated backward, the fat man tripped over a chair and fell backward, his head meeting the marble floor with a loving embrace. The hand he had mentioned was shattered into who knows how many pieces during the fall.

"Huh?!" Xina looked in surprise at the fat man's wound, which wasn't bleeding at all. It seemed she hadn't expected that merely having a thought could possess such power.

"Hiss, you fellow, you're indeed sent by Destiny..."

As the fat man crawled backward, he reached for his lower back with his remaining good arm. As an outer member of Anti-Entropy planted in this hotel, he always had a loaded pistol on his lower back.

Click...

The moment the pistol was pulled out by the fat man, Xina reflexively raised her right hand, freezing the bullet that had left the chamber, the muzzle, and the man into a single, complete entity.

"I..." Xina stood rooted to the spot, at a loss. She looked at the ice sculpture frozen together and for a moment didn't know what to do with it.

It wasn't until she heard voices from not far away that Xina snapped back from her daze. She tried pushing the ice sculpture with her hand, using a lot of force to move it only three to five centimeters across the floor.

Seeing the footsteps getting closer and closer, Xina gave up on the idea of hiding the ice sculpture before others arrived.

She closed her eyes, hardened her heart, and raised her right hand just as she had when she froze the fat man...

"Ah, finally off work. How about we go for a drink later?"

"Okay! That new place is pretty good!"

Two hotel employees changed their clothes and walked out of the staff changing room, chatting and laughing. It wasn't until their footsteps faded into the distance that Xina crawled out of an empty locker.