He simply started a fire, took out an ear of corn, and began to roast it over the flames.
Life makes no sense; might as well roast some corn.
Soon enough.
The corn was roasted to a perfect golden brown, exuding a sweet fragrance.
Shen Ye was about to take a bite, though sensing something, he looked down.
He saw two fate lines emerging on his palm.
One was a shiny black.
The other was a faint purple, representing the "admiration" element drawn from the White Night Spirit King.
Faint light spelled out small characters:
"Whether it's the highest-level confrontation or the struggles among Professionals, it has nothing to do with you."
"Nothing is suppressing you."
"Your 'Fate Divination' has taken effect, displaying two lines."
—Completely ignored!
That's good, let's see what options we have now.
Shen Ye closed his eyes slightly, quietly experiencing the events within the two fate lines.
After a moment.
He opened his eyes and took a bite of the corn.
Delicious.
