Their Game

The breeze comes slowly. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is the pleasant feeling on the face, the fragrance of flowers and plants, and the pleasant chirping of insects. In the eyes of genius, it is the speed of the flowing wind and the changing direction of the wind. In the eyes of super geniuses, this is the thickness of the clouds, the probability of rainfall, and how to use an explosion to replicate the wind gust dozens of kilometers away. And in the eyes of the monster walking in the world, it is...