Shimmering with dreamlike radiance, the Experimental Tower that seemed to exist only in fairy tales, at the center of its highest floor, Tang Qi sat on the Beckfast Chair that emitted divine radiance.
He maintained that posture for a moment in silence. Then, slightly adjusting his position, Tang Qi asked, "Can the remaining divine power allow you to foresee the future?"
"Yes, my master."
"But you must know, the further into the future, the harder it is to foresee. At most, I can only see a day ahead now, after all, I'm just a shadow. Damn, I'm not the real Beckfast Chair; my body has already been destroyed, boo hoo hoo."
Misty light displayed in secret text, the shadow seemed to become a crybaby.
However, it was understandable; its body was likely destroyed by the hands of the Origin Slave.
"One day? Too short."
Tang Qi had high hopes for the future-seeing ability of the Beckfast Chair's shadow, but just a day's time was evidently too short.
