It was a headache-inducing situation.
Even more so than encountering a corrupt ruler in ancient times.
If we wanted to rise up in rebellion, we wouldn't even know who to fight!
I heard a note of helplessness in Wu Ling's voice.
Things had reached this point, and it was hard to tell whether Heaven wanted to erase all supernatural things or let them appear openly before the public. A few hundred years ago, it would probably have been the former. But now, perhaps it had thought things over and changed its mind. Or perhaps it had truly lost its reason and was just acting recklessly.
In my mind, Heaven had always looked like one of those deranged old men from movies and TV. Even now, that was still how I pictured it.
"That's more or less the situation. For now, it's still manageable—we're probably in the... controllable stage. At least within our circle, people are still relatively clearheaded. But if things keep developing this way, some people may start having new ideas. At the moment, there's been some news from hard-line exorcist groups overseas. They want to eliminate all supernatural things, and they've expanded their targets to include ordinary people who've come into contact with them. There are plenty of conspirators and ambitious people, too. Here at home, some sects and families with long traditions also want to make the information public, but they're wary of the thoughts and spirits that might arise once large numbers of ordinary people learn the truth. Right now, everyone's doing two things: controlling public opinion, and discussing whether to add mass-produced talismans to everyday products or put charms that repel ghosts and evil spirits on public facilities." Wu Ling explained the situation to me.
I thought both ideas were good, and both seemed feasible.