How a Prophet Was Born

Standing by the kitchen with his phone in hand, Qin Fen's expression shifted unpredictably. An ordinary person? He narrowed his eyes. Whether that could be confirmed now really needed a question mark, because he remembered something: Nie Xiaoqian and Ma Liang, people who had surpassed all understanding, had undergone new changes and departed from their original paths. If there were other factors he had not considered, he might have missed something.

Rubbing his forehead, Qin Fen felt a little troubled. From their brief contact so far, there was a strong possibility that the other party was an ordinary person. That was right—Moses was truly an ordinary person at the moment.

How could he determine whether the other party was an ordinary person or something else? Qin Fen thought of a very simple method: the Mysterious Light Technique! In other words, start a video call. Wouldn't that make everything clear at a glance?

If it connected, then whether he was in the Mortal Realm or the Celestial Realm, Qin Fen would be able to see him. If it did not connect, then heh, it was undoubtedly one of the Three Thousand Lesser Worlds, because the signal over there was bad. Qin Fen was no fool. As long as he was willing to think, finding a solution was quite easy.

Thinking about his Merit, he seemed to have a little over seven thousand left. It was not much, and he had not had any recent income, but opening a video call should not put much pressure on him.

"Ah, Cangjie's favor really wasn't worth much!" Qin Fen muttered. His foundation ultimately came down to only one thing: Merit.

Then he would start it. Qin Fen prepared to tap the video call button, but just as his finger was about to press down,