"That's how it is!"
"Is this the witness of a deity?"
Jiang Qiao could not sense his own existence, yet he felt no panic. The existence of a deity transcended all existence, so naturally, it would no longer possess its own existence.
This was profound.
It belonged to the realm of concepts.
Or—
To put it simply.
Jiang Qiao had now become an abstract symbol of causality because he was near this deity.
He saw it all with perfect clarity.
Countless things that had happened to him.
At this moment.
Had somehow developed causal connections with one another.
This "seeing" was not a scene appearing before his eyes. It was more like an epiphany—he suddenly understood the causes and effects, and grasped the relationships of causality.
"What the hell."
"Is this really a deity symbolizing causality?"
Jiang Qiao understood.
Through that mirror, Liu Ping had connected everyone with this deity. To approach this deity, one did not need to be watched by him. As long as one was enveloped by his concept, it counted as a form of witnessing.
Once you made a promise here.
You had to fulfill it.
If you swore an oath as casually as you did in everyday life, letting the words fly out of your mouth without a second thought—
Then, unfortunately.
It would really come true.
For example.
Your boss told you that he would pay your wages in a couple of days, and you said that if he did not, you would get hit by a car the next time you went outside.
Two days later.
He still had not paid you.
Not only that, but that evening he leisurely prepared to go out and have fun at a karaoke club.
Well.
The moment he stepped outside.
He ran into a speeding dump