I had always been grateful for Ye Qing's help, but I had also always held a grudge against him.
A long time ago, Gu Mo and True Person Xuanqing had told me that people with abilities had to bear unpredictable side effects and endure the harm caused by supernatural events.
But in reality, unless they went looking for trouble, the danger should be limited.
That was what had happened to the man in the video. He had never mentioned suffering from side effects. He had always been in contact with ghosts and the dead, yet he hadn't been persecuted much.
For most people with abilities, encountering one or two major incidents in a lifetime should have been the limit.
But how many things had I encountered in just this one year?
Without those experiences, my ability wouldn't have grown to this point. But without them, I would probably be just like an ordinary person now, worrying about the unknown changes in the world.
I couldn't say whether that was good or bad.
Greenleaf had gone all in, robbing me of the right to choose from the very beginning.
The Fatty seemed to see what I was thinking, so he deliberately changed the subject and asked the Skinny, "In that case, this ability must change the world according to someone's perception. Yours belongs to that category too, right? It's just weaker... Or maybe, like his, you haven't discovered its true use."
The Skinny scratched his head. "What else can I do with it? I really can't think of anything. It's not like I can create some divine weapon and instantly conquer heaven and earth, right?"
"Give it a try. You might succeed." The Fatty sounded either joking or serious as he offered some enthusiastic suggestions. "Weren't there lots of divine weapons