The Seven Outstanding Disciples of the Sage and Xiao Qi sat around the table. Although everything around them lay in ruins, they sat upright with solemn expressions.
The Sage stood to one side, and Du Yu stood not far away.
The others could not see Du Yu. They could only watch the Sage nervously.
This was their first planning meeting since the destruction of the Legend Management Bureau. Everyone felt uneasy, unsure what the Sage intended to do. With only nine people and a single device left, could they really find a way to save this world?
After thinking for a while, the Sage slowly walked over to the doorway.
He leaned his back against the door, bracing his left hand against the left side of the frame and his right hand against the right.
With his limbs spread wide, his body formed the shape of the Chinese character 大, leaning slightly backward.
Just as everyone was wondering what he was doing, the Sage spoke.
"When I was eighteen, I watched a movie with my parents. Spider-Man used this pose in the movie..."
The Sage pressed his back firmly against the doorframe, as though mimicking the strain. "He held strands of webbing in both hands and stopped a train with his own body. Everyone aboard was saved."
Then the Sage lifted his toes, leaving only his heels on the ground. "He braced his legs against the ground like this, tearing through gravel and tracks along the way. That scene left a profound impression on me."
Shiranui Jinkuro stroked his chin and said, "You've always liked using movies as examples, but I'm afraid I don't understand this one. What are you trying to say?"
Du Yu listened from the side, equally lost in a fog.
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