Even supernatural effects were twisted by this old hag.
Relying on the negative effects of ordinary people to deal with her was naturally not easy.
But it didn't matter.
Jiang Qiao wasn't anxious at all.
Simply put.
He was deliberately delaying for time.
And as it happened.
There were quite a lot of suffering residents in Lian City. Even after more than half had fled, at least ten or twenty thousand still remained.
Helping them escape their misery.
Could also be considered accumulating virtue for this Old Woman.
Snap!
Another snip of the scissors.
In a corner of the city, a seriously wounded middle-aged man who had been on the verge of death immediately experienced a medical miracle and climbed to his feet, brimming with energy.
Meanwhile, another serious-injury DEBUFF appeared on Old Woman.
And that wasn't all.
Before long.
The cripple's leg grew back, and the man with a severed hand regained one.
The young fellow whose head had been smashed open also regained a normal brain, while his concussion appeared on Old Woman.
Oh.
Some of them were also unfortunate people entangled by supernatural phenomena.
Everything.
The minor.
The severe.
The dying.
Those who had suffered only minor injuries.
Even those who were sleepy, hungry, thirsty, or had certain physiological needs.
All of it was packaged together.
As Jiang Qiao skillfully wielded the scissors, making a series of snipping edits, everything was piled onto Shela in one go.
He was becoming more and more proficient at it.
It was like those movie-explanation bloggers editing film clips. So many Fate Lines didn't become tangled together, nor did they contaminate one another and cause errors during the grafting.
One segment after another.
Everything was arranged quite reasonably.
"Your ability is indeed bizarre. There's actually no way to guard against it."