Take A Building

Lin Qiao walked into the building and took a glance at the furniture pieces inside. This place should have had no visitors since the apocalypse, as the disordered, overturned furniture pieces were all covered in a thick layer of dust.

Lin Qiao walked closer and found that all those furniture pieces were new, but dirty. As she waved a hand, an ink-black stream of mist was released from her palm, sweeping toward the furniture and decorations in the living room.

Once the mist was released, Yuan Tianxing had a feeling that he could not approach it. He stood at the door and asked, "You actually have that power too? Are you double-powered?"

Lin Qiao glanced back at him and responded, "Sort of."

Afterward, Yuan Tianxing saw that nothing was left in the places touched by the black mist. The tables, chairs, couches, and all the other things made from different materials directly vanished.

Even the hard alloy pieces had melted and vanished.