Just like when someone was focused on work at their desk, their attention wouldn't wander elsewhere.
When they needed something, they would simply open a drawer, reach inside, feel around, and take it out.
Lu Bai did the same.
To his astonishment, though he had reached into the yellow cloth bag, he didn't feel the familiar touch of the various tools inside.
Instead, he felt something cool and plasticky.
He instinctively pulled his hand out of the yellow cloth bag and looked down. A few strands of white substance clung to his fingertips.
It looked like a liquid, but it was so viscous that he could clearly feel its firmness.
Lu Bai wasn't an idiot. He knew he hadn't put anything like that in the bag, and besides, this was a world where the supernatural existed.
He immediately stood up and took half a step back, then kicked the yellow cloth bag with his other foot.
To his surprise, the bag seemed weightless. Its opening pointed upward as it floated slowly to the floor.
As the yellow cloth bag descended, a white, human-shaped form emerged from its opening.
At first glance, it looked like a white silhouette, constantly twisting and writhing.
It was clearly very close, yet no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make it out. He couldn't help wanting to open his eyes wider and see exactly what it was.
The moment the thought arose in Lu Bai's mind, his whole body shuddered. Gritting his teeth, he turned his head away and forcibly shifted his attention from the white silhouette.
Based on what he had learned, Twist and Turn could silently affect anyone who witnessed it.
Until he knew whether he could counter it, it was safer not to look directly at the white silhouette.
Twist and