"What do you think the Black Calamity is?" Ladi suddenly asked.
Mo Ling thought for a moment before answering, "Clay?"
"Why clay?" Ladi didn't quite understand.
"Because it can be 'molded' into all sorts of shapes. It's just that the 'molding' method is a bit special. You have to use observation to change its form and properties." As he spoke, Mo Ling held out his hand and made a squeezing gesture.
"I see what you mean... You don't think it's a weapon?"
"I used to think that, but my perspective changed after learning about its properties." Mo Ling paused to think, then replied, "If I were suddenly hit by a ball made of clay, I'd initially think it was some kind of weapon. But once I came to my senses, I wouldn't see it that way anymore."
"Its essence is clay. Someone just used it as a weapon. It could be used to make sculptures, to construct buildings, to create pots and pans... or to do nothing at all, just sitting there, providing an environment for microorganisms to thrive."
