752. Opening the Door-It Was Lu Ban

After posting, Old Eggplant felt a little uneasy.

Would people think he was an internet-addicted youth who couldn't tell reality from fantasy and send him off for electroshock therapy?

But he really could conjure fireballs!

He raised his right hand. Knowledge welled up in his mind, giving birth to a flame. It didn't burn him, but it could ignite paper. Clearly, it was a real flame.

As an outstanding young man educated in dialectical materialism, Old Eggplant definitely didn't believe that magic and ghosts existed in reality.

Yet he was experiencing all this right now.

At first, he wondered if he had gone mad and was hallucinating. But after he burned a sticky note with the flame at his fingertip, Old Eggplant realized it was real.

He had stayed indoors for several days, afraid to see anyone. On one hand, he feared that he had undergone some irreversible change without realizing it, and that if he went outside, he might be mistaken for some kind of monster and arrested. On the other hand, he feared that everything around him might already have changed, and that the world was no longer the one he knew.

So after posting online, Old Eggplant worried that the doorbell would ring at any moment, followed by someone coming to check his utility meters.

He hurriedly opened his phone and checked his water and electricity bills. Seeing that they had already been paid, he relaxed.

Before long, the post received a reply.

Old Eggplant jolted and hurriedly opened it.

Yeah, yeah, I can do it too. I don't even need a lighter to light cigarettes anymore. It's really convenient.

"Could it really be true?"

Old Eggplant grew excited. He saw several more comments.

To tell you the truth, after I came back from playing a game,