"After leaving the Route 444 Bus, the talent I received was 'With every step forward, I take a step forward.'" Zhang Yibu stood near the sofa like a well-behaved student answering his teacher's question.
And Zhang Yibu's talent... sounded just as useless as the talents other Players had received.
Curled up on the sofa, Su Bai was already struggling to keep his eyes open. He could only reach out and gesture with his fingers for Zhang Yibu to sit on the sofa beside him. In an apologetic, hoarse voice, he said, "I'm really not feeling well right now. I get exhausted so easily that I can barely keep my eyes open, and lying down like this is the only way I feel a little better, so I'm sorry I can't be a better host. But don't worry. Even with my eyes closed, I'll still be listening carefully."
"Brother Su Bai..."
Zhang Yibu's expression held only deep emotion. He seemed touched that Su Bai still wanted to help him develop an ability despite being so ill.
"Have you already noticed a connection between talents and abilities?" Su Bai had forced himself to keep going ever since leaving the reception room, and the strain on his body had reached its limit. To prepare for whatever unexpected developments might come next, he could only let his body rest as soon as possible, hoping he could hold out longer the next time he had to push himself.
"Yes."
"A lot of people say my talent is the most useless of all. All eleven words sound like a load of nonsense, but I actually really like my talent, so I've been thinking seriously about what kind of ability it could give me," Zhang Yibu said, a little embarrassed. "After all, my parents named me Yibu-'one