"Human nature has never been something one can gaze upon directly."
Zhou Ping'an observed his Sea of Consciousness, watching as the white Mind Thread that had just appeared turned red in an instant. Focusing his attention, he sensed the devout Heart Thought offering incense and praying.
The person was named Sanders, only knowing to call for help continuously.
"Merciful Lord, please save Zhu Ya. As long as you save Zhu Ya, I'm willing to offer my Soul to you..."
This Heart Thought kept chanting seven hundred and eighty-six times, and Zhou Ping'an ignored it.
Because, he only learned from the Heart Thought of the other's urgency, knowing the person's name and what they sought. After all, he was not an all-knowing and all-powerful God, completely unaware of what this new "believer" had encountered.
Besides, if every fellow calling for help mumbled some things in their Heart Thought and he had to take action, he'd be too busy to handle it all.
"Gods" don't operate like this.
