Yun Luo looked utterly confused, with a clear and silly expression in their eyes.
"Huh? My talent can be used like this?"
Hearing Yun Luo's surprised response, the corner of Ye Bai's mouth twitched a little.
How did this naive person grow up?
You've been slacking off as a good-for-nothing for too long, it's time for some serious transformation.
But Ye Bai also knew that Yun Luo had a hard childhood.
Every day they were probably thinking about how to avoid bad luck and how to get enough to eat.
"However, every time you use your talent, there should be a cost. Everything in the world maintains a balance—equivalent exchange."
"Whether it's the conservation of mass or the conservation of energy, if there's a piece missing here, it has to be made up there."
Yun Luo nodded: "What you said is correct. Just now, I'm hungry again."
"This should be the cost of using my talent."
"So, I was so unlucky growing up because I unconsciously used my talent."
