The moment the results were announced, the whole room burst into laughter.
While others awakened powers that could command the wind and rain, Chen Cheng's ability was a gray space no bigger than a palm. It could build an inner world, but its rating was the lowest of all. People mocked him, saying he was less useful than a laborer hauling bricks.
Nobody knew that whatever he carried into that space would grow: carry sand, and it became land; carry stones, and they became mountains; carry source crystals, and even his body grew stronger.
You work yourselves to the bone for talent and burn through crystal cores. I just bend down and haul bricks, with plenty to go around.
Then the Gate of Worldguard began to crack open, and the "thing" on the other side looked down upon the mortal world. The boy who had been ridiculed for an entire age lifted his head. "What are you yelling about? Can't you see I'm busy moving your whole world in here too?"
