That was why one had to think things through.
To Fu Qian, the greatness of thought lay in how effortlessly it connected various elements.
Given enough time, it wasn't even hard to make someone admit they were the cause of the Big Bang.
What was happening before him was a vivid example. In the blink of an eye, Your Excellency the Fool's grace had already begun spreading everywhere.
Once the pieces were connected, it quickly became hard to imagine going back—
Su Gao's Supernatural Path had begun with the White Porcelain Doll that had been separated from her.
Fu Qian even remembered the name she had given the doll: Madam Madeline.
The latter possessed the "perfect" attribute, as designated by the Warehouse, and seemed to have become an ideal vessel for various Higher Beings as a result.
Because of that, Fu Qian had even compared it to the blank demigod state.
Now, just like the note on that ring, perhaps it could also be considered a symbol of "pure supernatural power"?
And because of how Fu Qian had handled things, Su Gao had eventually drunk the Foolish Tree's sap, using "herself" to mar the doll's perfection. Only after the two became one had the Warehouse deemed the task complete.
So in theory, under those circumstances, she should no longer have been at much risk of becoming a vessel for a Higher Being.
Yet on one of her field assignments, a Forbidden Zone that was generally considered low-risk had suddenly become active, causing her to subject herself to a bout of mental torture on the spot.
Considering how the lake water had reversed course back then... that really hadn't been an ordinary stroke of bad luck, had it?
He wondered what the Night Watchers thought about it.
It was hard to