His talent was rated F: visual static, the most useless talent in the entire city.
Then, on a rainy night, a rift rat cornered Shen Guan in a dead-end alley, and the snow-like static before his eyes suddenly formed several lines of text:
[Life: 61%] [Left eye blind] [Side torn open, bleeding continuously]
He could see health bars, weaknesses, and lies that no one else could.
But his eyes only showed facts as they unfolded. They couldn't fight for him. Look too deeply and he risked snow blindness; misread something, and he'd still bleed, lose money, and get people hurt.
The recovery team marked intact demon beasts as "damaged, destroy." Standard answers appeared on the monthly exam papers in advance. The same ID badge was worn by both the dead and the living. The real danger had never lurked only in health bars.
Others rose through cultivation and resources. He started at the very bottom, uncovering, one account at a time, the ledger hidden beneath the spiritual tide.
