People simply cannot be bored; once bored, they want to find something to do, the difference being that some people like to do good deeds while others like to do bad ones.
Bai Yang was very bored right now. His wife would not play with him, and his buddies kept their distance from him, making him thoroughly depressed.
The wind-element Esper did not know when he would show up, so Bai Yang squatted by the river and seriously thought about what he should do next to pass the time. After the eighth time someone kindly came up to advise the young man to think things through and not jump down, Bai Yang had no choice but to leave this great scenic spot.
Being bored, he strolled around aimlessly, walking until he reached the Magic City pedestrian street.
As it turned out, the Earth's cataclysm could not stop people from eating, drinking, and having fun. This street was still as bustling as a weaving crowd, with the shrieks of catching thieves ringing out from time to time, lively to the extreme.
Walking along, Bai Yang stopped in his tracks and suddenly looked back, seeing a row of Taoist-looking old men and women squatting on the side of the street—tsk, this was coming to fortune-telling alley.
Rubbing his chin, Bai Yang's eyes lit up. He had wanted to do this for a long time!
And so he hurried away, returning to this place shortly after. Not only had he changed into a new outfit, but he was also carrying a very large sign on his shoulder, covered with a red cloth.
Looking left and right, the space between a monk and a Taoist priest was a bit larger. Bai Yang walked over and said politely, "Two masters, how about squeezing in a