Moon Butler's answer surprised Qin Haijian somewhat, for a person who lacked a sense of security, a reliable Moon Butler was the best partner.
Unfortunately, looking at the members of his squad so far, they were hardly satisfactory.
Magicians were wolves in sheep's clothing, appearing cold and arrogant but harboring ill intentions; as for Writers...
Better left unsaid.
Well, his minimum goal was merely to be able to laugh heartily in the wilderness a hundred years later, which for a being on the level of Genesis Strange Story, couldn't be considered too excessive a request, could it?
"So you're saying, you've already resolved this matter?" Qin Haijian stretched lazily, retrieving the eight Smile points he had just thrown out.
His Ability wasn't hard to understand—it seemed like mental pollution but was essentially a targeted attack on reality.
