Lu Ping'an lay in bed, but he wasn't idle.
His fingers tapped unconsciously on the windowsill.
Was he thinking? Sending a secret code? Or was it some strange ritual?
"Hum!"
Suddenly, when Lu Ping'an tapped at a certain point, the world "in his eyes" twisted and turned into a gray-black exotic realm.
The next moment, everything returned to normal.
However, the windowsill under Lu Ping'an's fingers had vanished without a trace at that very moment.
"Hehe, quite interesting."
With that, he began flipping through the pages of a book.
Now, he could actually see, only what he saw was probably different from what others saw.
As the price for obtaining the "truth," he also lost the privilege of being deceived by "illusions."
In his field of vision, there were only black and white... He didn't lie; he could no longer see the "colorful" world anymore, but that didn't seem to affect his observation.
"Tsk, I won't be able to play color TV video games anymore."
