056 If You're Bad at It, Practice More
"I can't go on, sis. Seriously, I really have zero energy left..."
"Just let me rest for a bit..."
Mo Bai lay limply on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling with a weak expression.
Mo Mo blinked and pulled a tangerine from the fruit basket. "Well, bro, do you want to try this?"
Mo Bai glanced at it with dead fish eyes and shook his head. "No."
"Nothing happening."
"I see." Mo Mo put the tangerine down and picked up a banana instead. "This can turn the straight into the curved, the large into the small, and the soft into the hard."
"Yet it has no reaction to an ordinary tangerine."
"In other words, bro, your ability is a conceptual reversal and opposition, rather than a physical one."
Mo Mo professional summarized, "The trigger condition seems to simply be looking at it with your eyes, and it consumes a lot of physical energy."
"Since you've just awakened, what you can do is very limited; it's impossible to apply the reversal and opposition to just any target."
She picked up the spoon that Mo Bai had glared into a curve, applied force with her fingers, and straightened it back out. "The current limit seems to be the strength of this spoon."
Mo Mo nodded. "As expected of my brother, even the bloodline you awakened is so bizarre."
"Are you praising me or insulting me? What on earth does 'bizarre' even mean..."
After catching his breath and recovering a bit of strength, Mo Bai said, "I call it the Gaze of Shared Impure Filth."
A kind of ability that desecrates the fundamental existence of all things.
If he practiced it enough in the future, Mo Bai might even be able to go to Chengdu, glare with his eyes, and turn 0s into 1s and 1s into 0s.
What a filthy ability indeed.
However, the world of adults is inherently filthy.
"Your ability, bro, looks super strong at first glance, but when you really think about it, it's still super strong."
Mo Mo said seriously, "However, abilities with such a high starting point are usually very difficult to cultivate further."
"The time required for transmutation is several times that of those simpler abilities."
Mo Mo raised her finger, threads continuously intertwining at her fingertips. "Take my Alaya Consciousness, for example; it took a whole year just to reach the phase of manifestation."
"However, Ji Yue is different. Her bloodline is [Existential Transparency], an ability that allows her to make her own presence vanish and makes it very difficult for others to notice her."
"It only took her four months, and she's already on the verge of reaching manifestation. I estimate she'll hit manifestation in less than a month."
Mo Mo complained, "Though I have no idea what changes her ability will undergo once it reaches manifestation."
Mo Bai suddenly realized. "No wonder I often snap back to reality only to find that Ji Yue has disappeared without a trace."
"So it was because of zero presence."
Mo Bai pondered for a moment. "Truth be told, if I had mastered this skill back when I was in school, it would have been amazing."
"The teacher would never be able to remember to call her name."
You just got superpowers and all you can think about is avoiding roll call? Oh Ji-Mo, you guy...
"And Sister Chu's bloodline, [Forbearance of All Foes], also took several years to reach Astral Confluence."
"Not to mention the subsequent Soul Covenant and Crown Monarch phases."
"The difficulty increases exponentially."
It was just that Qi Lin had driven herself mad studying aborted monstrosities, directly discarding the bloodline she had nurtured all the way to the Soul Covenant, abandoning even her ritual vestments to become a blank slate, which ultimately benefited Mo Bai.
Otherwise, if Mo Bai had used the Imposter's Hook of Que, he probably wouldn't have even been able to scratch her skin.
Knowing how deep these waters ran, Mo Bai humbly asked for advice: "Sis, sis, your bloodline is indeed very strong, but it's far too demanding in terms of operation."
"Is there any simple way to quickly upgrade my bloodline?"
Mo Mo smiled. "No, brother, there is none."
"The evolution of bloodlines can be summed up in a single sentence."
"If you're trash, just practice more."
"Practice enough, and your level will go up."
Mo Bai curled his lip. "Fine then."
Looks like he still has to grind levels.
Decidedly, he would set up a stall at the school gate in the future and perform the miraculous stunt of straightening bananas every day.
The straighter the banana, the straighter the banana peel would become.
"Oh right, bro, since you've already awakened your bloodline, you can join this community."
Mo Mo picked up Mo Bai's phone, operated it for a bit, and downloaded some unknown app for him. "This is a communication platform for registered Trans-Boundary Beings. Because its name starts with the letter P, it's abbreviated as P-Site."
"If there's anything you don't understand, you can browse around in there, but don't believe everything you read."
"Oh..." Mo Bai glanced at a notification pushed to him by P-Site. The headline read: [Crap, I accidentally used my bloodline on the chicken I'm raising, and now it's starting to dance. What should I do?]. He fell into deep contemplation.
This thing seemed rather unreliable.
"Alright, I've kept my brother company for long enough. I need to go patrol with Sister Chu and the others to see if there are any remaining escapees."
"See you this afternoon, bro."
As Mo Mo was about to leave, Mo Bai couldn't help but speak up: "Sis, there's something I want to ask."
"The impact caused by the Four Suns in the Sky..."
"Shh..."
Mo Mo turned around, her slender finger resting against her lips. "Of course there is an impact, and a huge one at that."
"However, brother, those are matters for the big shots to handle."
"All you need to do is not speak a single word about Them to the outside world."
"Just pretend nothing happened, alright?"
Mo Bai nodded calmly. "Got it, I understand."
"You go on ahead, sis."
"Okay, goodbye, brother~"
Mo Mo left. Mo Bai peeled a banana and looked back at the P-Site community on his phone.
"Alright, let me take a look."
"What the daily life of a Trans-Boundary Being is supposedly like..."
...
By the colorful coastline.
A woman lazily dipped her bare feet into the colorful sea water, kicking up small, iridescent ripples with her movements.
"Oh, I see, understood."
She responded lazily to the voice on the other end of the phone. "Just handle it however you see fit. You're the Crimson King, after all, have some agency will you."
"Sister is very busy."
"What? You say you're too lazy to think? Then go with your gut, just go with your gut!"
"Goodbye."
She hung up the phone, looked at the iridescent colors of the sea, and let out a soft sigh.
"Propagation, Desire, Chaos—I still understand the reasons for Their meddling."
"However, Silence, what about you?"
"You, who never manifest in the mortal world, have now generously bestowed 258 seconds of your gaze. Does that mean..."
"In the future, he will cause 258 seconds of absolute silence?"
The woman stood up from the shore, looked out at the sea level, and softly chanted: "A thousand mountains, and no birds fly; ten thousand paths, and no human trace."
"If sentient beings are to endure, then no matter what blasphemous, distorted, or cruel actions they take, they are entirely justified, right?"
She looked up at the sky corresponding above the colorful sea.
It was a golden star.
It was so vast it nearly filled the entire sky, pale mist crawling and tangling around it, and with every flicker, all things vanished into nothingness.
Leaving behind only the colorful sea, the pale sky, the golden star, and a yawning woman.
She waved her hand, shooing it away as if chasing off a small animal.
In the very center of the golden sphere, an abyss split open, and crimson pupils trembled within, gazing down at the woman.
After the scorching fire and the chilling sea, the brilliant star looked down upon the earth.
It craved to descend into this world.
"Give up, go play somewhere else."
The woman resumed soaking her feet, talking to herself in the endless expanse of eternity.
"No matter what happens."
"Humanity will definitely conquer the end."