This is what Bai Ling discovered after testing his abilities.

His ability seemed to be based on how far his consciousness could sink. Right now, his consciousness could only dive a very shallow distance, which reflected his ability to peek into the future "ten seconds later."

Compared to Bai Ling in this world, this ability is so useless that it makes people sigh...

Although it was unknown how deep the "Beiling" of the original world could dive into the "ocean of consciousness" or how long into the future he could see, based on the information three years later in the diary, Bai Ling felt that he was probably a little bit stronger than himself.

Well, it's just the level of the Milky Way between fingers. It's easy to make up for it with more practice! Rubbing his temples and pressing his palms on the diary, Bai Ling's eyes became serious again: "But it's not completely without good news."

According to "Bailing" in the original world, every time after using his ability, he would feel extremely weak and tired, and his whole body felt empty as if it had been hollowed out.

This is the price of using abilities, and it is also the reason why the original world was unwilling to use more abilities before.

But Bai Ling found that he didn't seem to have any worries in this regard.

"Although it may be because my current ability is too weak, I have used it nearly a hundred times this morning and I have never felt tired. And according to the original world, when his ability was weak, he could only use it twice in an hour at most..."

Stroking his chin, Bai Ling came to a conclusion: "In other words, the plan to fix the ability bug seems to have been successful?"

Now that I am a "dead man", I no longer need to pay the price of my life to use unlimited abilities?

If that's the case...

He slammed the table hard, and a happy smile spread across Bai Ling's pale face: "So I can be called a superpower now?!"

Wuhu, take off! The ability to "predict the future" is always a bug in any work. In order to limit this bug, creators have to try their best to lock and restrict this ability. But now, as a real "prophet" ability user, I am not subject to these restrictions at all!

In other words, you can know the future however you want! Touching the bullet hole on his chest, the smile on Bai Ling's face gradually disappeared.

"But this world seems to be quite dangerous," he looked at the sky outside the window, "and according to what is written in the diary, this world will become even more dangerous in the coming period..."

There will be more and more monsters called "aliens", and more and more disasters. In the future, a few years from now, human living conditions will gradually shrink, weaken, and even perish.

Lying on the table, Bai Ling sighed deeply: "Although I am a superpower now, I am still at a loss."

He looked at his pale, colorless palms, completely unable to find the veins on them: "Now we must find a way to effectively avoid future disasters, and currently I am a 'corpse'."

Even though I seem to be able to run and jump now, if I leave it alone, I will stink...

And maybe as time goes by, I will slowly swell, explode, my intestines will spill out, or even turn into a skeleton...

Hiss! Just thinking about this, Bai Ling felt scared! That's right, I must find a way to avoid it! At least I can't let myself stink! Thinking of this, Bai Ling continued to look through the diary.

I have to admit, perhaps because of the ability to predict, my thinking in the original world was much more meticulous and I did more preparation.

At least Bailing found some methods left for him in the diary, which were some ideas that seemed to be effective provided by the original world itself.

For example, finding a coffin to bury yourself, maintaining the necessary physiological functions, or injecting glucose into yourself, or even sucking some blood and other random ideas...

Slamming his hand heavily on the diary, Bai Ling gritted his teeth and said, "Am I a vampire?!"

Sitting in the chair, Bai Ling continued to read down.

After looking for a while, he let out a soft "eh".

It seems that it was just funny before, but the records in the later part of the diary are a little more serious.

"Establish an organization?" Bai Ling's eyes flickered as he looked at the words. "Yes, after all, it would be difficult for me to solve so many problems by myself."

But if it’s organized.

Although a qualified organization can bring a lot of convenience to people and improve the means of dealing with danger, how to establish an organization and how to operate it are both difficult for Bailing...

However, it is not completely without solution.

Bai Ling tapped his fingers on the table, his eyes falling back on the open diary.

In order to prevent similar situations, the original self has provided Bai Ling with many excellent talents. The past, present and future of these talents are highly concisely summarized and quietly lie in the diary.

For those with the ability of "precognition", finding talents is often a simple matter.

A "prophet" is someone who can see beyond the long river of time and see through the reverse flow of time. Time, which is incomprehensible to humans, is just a clock that can be counted in the eyes of a "prophet".

Perhaps to the former "Beling", this is what the world was like.

Looking at the many people whose names were recorded in the diary, Bai Ling pursed his lips.

"Let's go check this place out first," he opened the map on his phone and pointed at a certain place, "Before we create an organization, we need a good enough assistant."

That place is not too close to Bering's current home. It is located on the outskirts of the city. It has beautiful scenery, quiet environment, and fresh air, which is in sharp contrast to the urban area.

This is normal. After all, as a "funeral home", it is indeed a bit strange to be close to a residential area.

Looking at this place called "Xiping Funeral Home", a faint smile appeared on Bai Ling's pale face.

"...Anyway, we have to find a way to prevent my body from stinking and turning into bones."