Not to mention that his mental strength has been slowly increasing—considering this, the little prophet's ability to foresee the future beside him is likely also strengthening!
Qi Ye carried the Little Prophet on his back, jumping onto the surface of the earth with full confidence.
A lizardman saw him and immediately dropped the body to draw his gun, but was too slow—Qi Ye's psychic arm had already snatched the gun first!
Nobody had ever said that just because you have superpowers, you can't use a gun!
He lifted the barrel of the gun, instantly aimed at the lizardman's chest, was about to pull the trigger and blow the lizardman away with one shot.
But the gun didn't go off.
——He didn't pull the trigger!
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Both the lizardman and Qi Ye were stunned.
Qi Ye looked down and confirmed that there was nothing on this obsidian-coated alien firearm that looked like a safety switch.
He tried hard to pull the trigger a few times with all his strength, but still couldn't fire.