At this point, the answer to the problem has basically been revealed.
However, Yang Yangyang still held onto a last glimr of hope, preparing to personally test that kid.
Maintaining his invisible state, a Dark Energy Formula appeared in his hand, and a Magic Technique was activated.
This was a very simple little Magic Technique that Zhang Xiaoman won in a lottery, called "Mind Communication."
As the na suggests, this ability allows the user to communicate with others.
However, the drawback of this ability is quite obvious: its usage range is small, not very covert, and it’s easy for others with Dark Energy to detect traces of communication.
It’s sowhat similar to a low-grade version of the Sound Transmission Skill.
Now, Yang Yangyang was using this Mind Communication as the thod for this test.
He wanted to see if, after he granted "Strength" to the guy in front of him as a Divine being, that guy would use it to kill those people.
Beside him, Dai Ziteng was starting his fourth ga.
This ga, like the previous ones, involved him having a "friendly and nice" interaction with his teammates at ho.
In fact, for him, such a scenario was routine.
If there was ever a ga where he didn’t argue with his teammates, it could only an he was silenced by the System for cursing earlier.
"Damn it, they’re really a bunch of idiots. These morons shouldn’t have been born into this world, they’re just a waste of the world’s resources."
While Dai Ziteng’s hands moved swiftly across the keyboard, he mumbled on, his face twisted with anger.
Then suddenly, the lights in the room flickered on and off, and eventually went out completely, even his computer screen turned black.
"What the hell is going on!?"
Dai Ziteng slamd the table with a bang and stood up in fury.
The chair behind him toppled to the ground from his sudden movent, making a loud noise.
"Why the hell did the power go out! Damn those useless property managers, I’ll definitely lodge a complaint today!"
He was enraged, pacing back and forth in the room, heart ablaze with fury, wanting to kill them all.
However, despite his thoughts, he would never actually dare to do so.
Dai Ziteng was smart, knowing the difference between reality and fiction.
In virtual fantasies, he could kill anyone he disliked without hesitation, but in reality, he lacked the Ability to do so.
Just then, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear, muddled, ethereal, as if it ca from beyond the sky.
"I can feel your anger, kid, you seem quite dissatisfied with this world."
This voice imdiately made Dai Ziteng freeze on the spot.
He looked around, glancing at the room under the fading sunset, finding no other presence.
This situation imdiately gave him a chill down his spine, making the back of his neck cold.
"Ha ha! What are you looking for? Are you looking for ? Ha ha ha! Where did your anger just go? Are you afraid of now?"
The voice continued, sounding like a Nightmare’s echo from all directions, with no discernible source.
Dai Ziteng swallowed nervously and shouted in a façade of bravado:
"Who are you! Co out now! Do you know that breaking into soone’s house is illegal! If you leave now, I can pretend that nothing happened! Otherwise, with so many caras here, you’ll never escape!"
"Escape? Heh heh heh, why would I escape? Only you weak, ignorant humans run away, you fool, don’t you realize yet? I’m inside your body."
"In, inside my body? What are you talking about, who exactly are you..."
Dai Ziteng was startled.
Yet by then, he had already vaguely sensed that sothing was off.
The voice was indeed too ethereal.
Previously, he was too panicked to notice this, but now with the reminder, his intellect returned.
Dai Ziteng was no clueless novice; on the contrary, he regularly read novels online and was well-versed in various tropes.
In that instant, many ideas sprung forth in his mind.
The voice inside his head, what could that be?
System? Ghost? Grandpa?
Is this an opportunity? Or a curse?
Scenes from novels he’d read surfaced, making Dai Ziteng’s heart race uncontrollably.
At this mont, the voice spoke again.
"Heh heh, it seems you’re not stupid, and have guessed my general identity. Not bad, you’re indeed soone I’ve taken an interest in."
Sure enough!
Dai Ziteng was thrilled, feeling that he had indeed encountered a Transcendent event.
The owner of that voice must be a supernaturally powerful entity!
Moreover, from its tone, it seed to bear no ill will towards him,
Thinking this, he felt his heart pounding wildly, blood rushing through his veins, his face flushed red.
Opportunity, my opportunity has arrived!
"S-Senior... I didn’t know of your presence earlier... If I’ve offended you, please forgive !"
His tone was anxious, stuttering, struggling to get the words out.
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