Wen Yan kept reading downward, and then discovered that the temporary ability, after all that refreshing, finally came up.
"Temporary Ability: None."
Wen Yan stared at the word "none" for a long while.
A guy who could keep jumping through flesh puppets, controlling distances, even stretching as far as a thousand kilometers away.
With his current power, did he really not need any temporary ability to deal with this?
"The person controlling this doll is already gone." Tong Si reminded him from the side.
Wen Yan nodded and re-examined the doll in front of him, visually judging the workmanship to be excellent.
Then he reached out, pinched it—the doll's arm, and could feel the underlying skeleton inside; even the clothes it wore, the tags were all Class A.
He took out his phone and scanned them—the clothes weren't cheap goods either.
Looking again at the manual, Wen Yan pondered for a moment, then made a call to Zhang Qihui.
"Hey, Qihui, still not awake?"
