A Thought from All the Heavens

Wang Xu insisted on using his mind to control the piece of paper a hundred times a day, regardless of wind or rain, whether it was cold or hot, and he trained like this for three years. Everyone thought he was hysterical, but only he knew that he had become stronger, and more importantly, he was not bald. His thoughts are like breaking a limiter, endlessly strengthening. In the past, controlling a piece of paper could only rely on dreaming, but now controlling the earth to make a pendulum motion is as easy as breathing. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.