In the past month, Ethan Brooks had mastered many flashy card magic tricks thanks to this ability, learning them as smoothly and effortlessly as eating or drinking.

Moreover, as he practiced this set of card control techniques, the experience bar at the bottom of the card increased ever so slightly.

This filled him with anticipation—if one-star card control was already this powerful, what would two-star, three-star, or even four- and five-star skill levels of card control be like?

But he still didn’t know what effect the newly drawn Will would have.

With a thought, he equipped the new white one-star card—Will—into the second skill card slot.

In an instant.

“Boom!”

It was as if something exploded in Ethan Brooks’s mind, like a cool yet gentle hand softly stroking his cerebral cortex, making goosebumps erupt all over his body and sending a shiver down his spine.

He instinctively frowned and closed his eyes.

But in the next moment, he sensed something unusual.

The world before him had completely changed.

……

Chapter 2: Combined Divine Skills

Ethan Brooks’s eyes were still tightly shut.

But his perception was exceptionally clear, as if the entire world was slowly unfolding in his mind.

He could feel every crease on the bedsheet, the outlines of the bedside lamp and switch, and the five perfectly arranged straight flush playing cards on the nightstand.

Not only that, but also the disposable slippers under the bed, the half-finished bottle of mineral water on the coffee table, the laptop beside it, the backpack next to the single sofa, the tightly drawn curtains, and the wisps of air sneaking in through the window cracks.

All these details appeared in his mind with crystal clarity.

As a young man well-versed in web novels and TV dramas, Ethan Brooks immediately realized this was the legendary divine sense perception.

Unlike what the naked eye could see, divine sense perception lacked the vivid colors of vision, but endowed the brain with a more three-dimensional sense of detail.

For example, the naked eye could only see the surface of the playing cards on the nightstand, but now he could sense the patterns on the back of the cards, and even outline the clear contours of the patterns in his mind through the slight raised texture of the ink.

Another example: although he couldn’t see the slippers under the bed with his own eyes, he could sense their position, shape, and the texture of the cheap fabric through divine sense.

The half-finished bottle of water on the coffee table was the same—in his perception, it was three-dimensional and complete, and he could even discern every bump and groove on the plastic bottle.

The delicate perception brought a huge amount of information, making him a bit unaccustomed at first, but it all felt instinctive, as if he naturally knew how to control it.

Suddenly, with a thought, the half-finished bottle of water on the coffee table seemed to be lifted by an invisible hand and floated toward him.

“Pop!”

He reached out to catch it, twisted off the cap, and gulped it down in one go.

The cool water flowed down his throat, slightly calming the excitement and heat surging in his heart.

Even though this was already his second time trying a skill card, the sense of wonder and excitement was still as fresh as ever.

The function and marvel of Will seemed to far surpass Card Control; with just a little thought, he could discover endless potential.

Moreover, these two abilities might even be combined.

With this thought, Ethan Brooks gently hooked his finger.

“Swish, swish, swish~”

The five neatly arranged playing cards on the nightstand instantly flew into the air and landed steadily in his palm.

He gently rubbed the edge of the cards with his fingertip, carefully feeling the slightly rough yet sharp texture.

His mind gradually calmed, merging with the cards as one.

His index and ring fingers lightly pinched a spade Ace, as if preparing for something.

A moment later.

Ethan Brooks lightly tossed the empty water bottle in his hand, sending it in a high arc toward the trash can.

Suddenly.

He flicked his finger, and the playing card imbued with the power of divine sense shot out like an arrow released from a bow.

“Whoosh!”

With a piercing whistle, the card spun violently, turning into a streak of light as it shot toward the airborne bottle.

“Bang!”

In almost an instant, the rapidly spinning card overtook the bottle, striking it with pinpoint accuracy and producing a dull explosive sound.

The empty bottle was sliced in two; one half accelerated and hit the curtain, while the other half clattered onto the coffee table, bounced off the wall, and rolled into the corner.

As for the playing card that pierced the bottle, it had already flown like lightning to the wall, and just as it was about to embed itself, its speed suddenly slowed, then paused in midair for a moment.

Immediately after, the card accelerated backward like a boomerang.

Ethan Brooks raised his hand and caught the spade Ace once again.

He rubbed the edge of the card with his fingertip—the part that had cut through the bottle was now slightly frayed. Under divine sense, this difference was especially noticeable.

If he used it again, it would somewhat affect the accuracy of his throws.

He tossed that card aside and casually drew another from the deck—it turned out to be a Joker.

“Swish, swish, swish!”