[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-just-stop-using-your-divine-powers":3,"chapter-just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-2":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Just Stop Using Your Divine Powers!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2275860,4450,"Chapter 2: Chapter Two: [Did You Wake Up Too Early?]","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-2",2,"\u003Cp>Chen Yan was drawing tiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, that’s right—he’d sat down at the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After arriving home, the Old Grandma had no interest in greeting him, so Chen Yan had to bring over a small stool and sit beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just watching wasn’t enough!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the Old Grandma went to the bathroom, Chen Yan had to sit down and play a round for her!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the tiles arranged in a row before him…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One-one-one, five-six-seven wan, two wan two wan two wan, four-five-seven bing…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan suddenly felt dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait, why did I even come back?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ve been sobbing and miserable for hours on this journey!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two and a half hours on the high-speed train, an hour on the long-distance bus, plus three li of walking!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was about to cry when I walked through the door, you old woman!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh? This hand looks pretty good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Discard the seven bing, wait for three, six, or bing…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait, what the hell am I doing?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My emotions aren’t even coherent anymore!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan felt his mind was getting scrambled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his head and saw the Old Grandma sitting beside him on the stool, chewing on a washed cucumber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced at Chen Yan, snapped the cucumber in half with a crunch, and held out one piece.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eat?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around five in the evening, after eight rounds were done, the regular players began to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After seeing off Old Lady Zhang and Old Man Xu the Lame, the last to go was Old Man Niu, who ran the small grocery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Old Man Niu left, the Old Grandma called him back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Niu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?” Old Man Niu, having lost ten or twenty yuan today, was grumpy: “I didn’t shortchange you! My money’s all accounted for!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Old Grandma smiled sweetly, studied Old Niu carefully, sighed softly, and waved her hand: “Forget it. I calculated what’s coming to your family, and I was going to give you two pieces of advice… but by the time it happens, you’ll already be gone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Never mind, never mind—it only adds trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Niu stared blankly—wait, is that supposed to be good news?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Old Niu knew the Old Grandma well; he knew she always spouted nonsense, so he laughed and scolded: “You’re just teasing me again? Tomorrow morning I’m going to the county to see my grandson—we’ll play next week.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Old Grandma smiled with half-closed eyes, said nothing, and saw Old Niu out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now it was just the grandmother and grandson, face to face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stared at each other for a while, until Chen Yan couldn’t hold it anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grandma, you stole Old Niu’s money for meat again, didn’t you? His family’s going vegetarian for the next couple days.” Chen Yan muttered cautiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No problem. Old Niu’s got high cholesterol—eating less meat is good for him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Old Grandma smiled warmly, turned, and walked into the kitchen. She pulled out a bowl of chilled jelly from the cupboard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Made from mung bean starch. I knew you were coming, so I had it delivered this afternoon. Sesame oil’s in the cabinet—help yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No way!! We haven’t even talked yet—why are we eating jelly?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan stared at the bowl of jelly, saliva dripping in anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan steadied himself, took a deep breath, and fixed his gaze on the Old Grandma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The village head called me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm? Is he sponsoring a stand-up comedy show?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoa~~! (Again, Gu Laoban tone)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grandma, you’re something else—looks like the QQ membership I paid for you is still active?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Old Grandma took a drag from her cigarette, walked over, and shut the main door of the living room. Chen Yan followed her, pressing for answers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The village head said you collapsed yesterday morning and went to the hospital?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm. That’s right—I went and came back.” The Old Grandma spoke casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What does that mean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They checked me out. Found nothing wrong, so I came back.” The Old Grandma was utterly calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan blinked. “Then why did you collapse? Heatstroke? No way—it’s this season, and soon it’ll be snowing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Old Grandma said nothing. She walked back to the table, glanced at the jelly, picked up a chopstick, took a bite, smacked her lips, and glanced sideways at Chen Yan: “Tastes good. You sure you won’t eat?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan grabbed his hair hard, growing irritated: “Grandma! Ancestor! What’s going on with you? Are you sick or not?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, nothing serious.” The Old Grandma chewed her jelly, smacking her lips as if nothing were wrong: “But come to think of it, you really should’ve come back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan sighed helplessly. “Go on.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Old Grandma put down her chopsticks and smiled warmly at Chen Yan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That… I said I’m about to die. Do you believe me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan: o_o…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two seconds later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan jumped three feet in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Old Grandma waved her hand patiently, calm and gentle: “Don’t jump yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here’s the situation. I calculated it—I’ve got one day left.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan panicked!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop joking around, please! My ancestor!” He lunged to grab her arm: “Come on!! I’m taking you to the hospital! Right now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough already. I told you—the hospital found nothing. Why go?” The Old Grandma flicked his hand away with a casual wave, took a slow drag from her cigarette… she was truly serene, even added a little smoke ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah—that kind where you draw smoke into your mouth, don’t inhale it into your lungs, blow it out, then suck it back in through your nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’d need at least ten years of smoking to pull off that trick without getting bronchitis seven or eight times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Old Grandma spoke softly, smiling: “No need for the hospital. I calculated it myself—this is called the end of one’s allotted lifespan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fate. Your grandmother… still has…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced at the wall clock… hmm? The clock had stopped—the battery was dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Old Grandma reached over, snatched Chen Yan’s phone from the table, and glanced at the time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...I have eighteen hours and forty-three minutes of remaining life.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait, hold on!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How the hell did you calculate that exact time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Probably because the Old Grandma had always been weird, playing tricks on him since childhood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Chen Yan’s first reaction wasn’t sadness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You can calculate lifespan? And you got it this precise?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Down to the minute?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t that Chen Yan was heartless—he’d endured countless episodes like this since childhood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remember how she claimed your mom was a white fox spirit?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet hearing this nonsense now, Chen Yan’s heart grew strangely calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He figured—this was just another one of her pranks, just like all the others since he was a kid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Have you ever heard of a grandmother tricking her eight-year-old grandson into believing he needed to eat a spoonful of stir-fried bird’s eye chilies every day to learn the Divine Fire Cloud Technique?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That summer, Chen Yan’s ass hurt for two weeks!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That burning, stinging pain!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the time he saw a TV show and wanted to learn the Heavenly Mutilated Foot Technique, only to be tricked into walking barefoot on cow dung—thinking about it now made Chen Yan tear up…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, Chen Yan knew exactly what kind of person his grandmother was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her endless, boundless, no-holds-barred pranks had been the essential seasoning of their lives for twenty years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine. You wanna act?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Go ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan suddenly stopped panicking. He marched straight to the kitchen, grabbed a pair of chopsticks, and began focusing on devouring the bowl of jelly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Chen Yan eat, the Old Grandma smiled with serene kindness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, my funeral clothes are ready. I’ll need to try them on later—if they don’t fit, there’s still time to fix them. Before dark, I’ll go knock on Old Liu the Tailor’s door.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Chen Yan finished the jelly, the Old Grandma dropped this bomb out of nowhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine, fine.\" Chen Yan rolled his eyes in exasperation. Grandma, have you gotten hooked on this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At midnight, lying on his small bed, Chen Yan couldn’t sleep—he still felt uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then, from the next room, came the Old Grandma’s thunderous snoring, overwhelming and full of vigor!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such lung capacity! Such energy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After years of suboptimal health in the city, if I didn’t quit smoking, drinking, and jerking off, she might just kill me!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan felt a little more at ease, turned over, and finally fell asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Exhausted from yesterday’s journey, Chen Yan didn’t wake up until nearly noon the next day. He hadn’t even brushed his teeth when the Old Grandma sent him to the village entrance to buy soy sauce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yawning, Chen Yan walked to the village entrance, when suddenly a black sedan roared past him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh? A Mercedes-Benz?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait, no—it’s not a Mercedes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s a Maybach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having attended university for years in Jin Ling, Chen Yan had seen a bit of the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could some rich investor have come to the village?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan turned his head to look back, only to see the Maybach brake sharply after driving ten meters, then reverse rapidly back to his side and stop again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The window rolled down, revealing a rugged face, thick with muscle, barking out:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you Chen Yan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the man’s face—full of brute menace—looked anything but kind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan paused, then calmly shook his head. “No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh… then how do I get to Chen Yan’s house?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan smiled calmly and pointed in the opposite direction. “About five hundred meters that way—cross the river, then turn right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Maybach drove off. Chen Yan immediately turned and sprinted toward the village security chief’s house—the chief’s two sons were both police officers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also kept two vicious dogs in the yard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too bad—seconds later, the Maybach came back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It made a sharp turn and blocked Chen Yan’s path. Two burly men in black suits stepped out, their target clear: Chen Yan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kid, you lied! We’ve seen your photo—you’re Chen Yan!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan struggled, panicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either you’re too slow to react—or react even later!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This half-baked intelligence is making things really hard for me!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without further ado, the two men dragged Chen Yan into the car and shoved him into the backseat, flanking him on either side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Maybach sped away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the car, Chen Yan cautiously sized them up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The driver, the front passenger, and the two hulking men beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four men total—all in black suits, radiating menace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Muscular faces, buzz cuts—put them in Da Hengdian as extras playing triad members or escaped convicts, and they wouldn’t need makeup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan forced a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh, brothers, what can I do for you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the car left the village, Chen Yan hesitated, then whispered tentatively: “Brother, I’ve got kidney deficiency—my kidneys aren’t worth anything… and I’ve got fatty liver too, my liver’s worthless…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The brute on the left finally couldn’t take it anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop talking nonsense. We don’t want your organs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man in the front passenger seat—likely the boss—glanced back at Chen Yan. “Don’t worry. We’re not bad people. Our boss wants to meet you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boss?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What boss?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Maybach left the village and, after ten minutes, entered the nearby town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The town’s best hotel was called 【Da Dongfang Hotel】.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm—two “Da” characters. Clearly reflects the boss’s shallow cultural background.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The name sounded grand, but it was only two stories tall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car stopped at the back lot of the hotel. The two men dragged Chen Yan out and escorted him all the way to the top floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the end of the hallway, a door opened. One of the black-suited men gestured for Chen Yan to enter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan rolled his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though nervous, he knew clearly: his family’s meager savings weren’t worth anyone murdering him for money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, curiosity now outweighed fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And saw a thin, small old man in the spacious room, sitting on the sofa, smiling warmly at him—his face looked like an alien.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holy shit, I know that face!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That face—so iconic, so unmistakably alien-looking—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words “Godfather” nearly burst from his lips!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan rubbed his eyes hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holy shit!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s real!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m seeing him alive!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle-aged man stood up, smiling, and extended his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Chen Yan, hello. I’m Ma…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know, I know, I know! Ma Dad… no, Ma Zong! Who doesn’t know you?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan was momentarily stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Boss looked at Chen Yan with a beaming smile. “Come, let’s sit and chat. It’s my first time here—I don’t know local customs, so I had them prepare a few local dishes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the table sat several local specialties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the two bottles of Guoyan-grade Maotai in the center immediately caught Chen Yan’s eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can drink, right? Let’s have a couple of glasses.” Ma Boss waved his hand grandly, tilting his head. “Cancel my afternoon appointments. I’m going to get drunk with Mr. Chen Yan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan blinked—he noticed, in the corner beside the sofa, another man standing quietly: likely Ma Boss’s trusted aide, an unremarkable middle-aged man. After receiving Ma Boss’s order, he nodded, pulled out his phone, sent a few messages, then resumed standing silently in the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan was pushed to the table and seated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How old are you, Mr. Chen Yan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Twenty-two.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young and promising! Where do you work?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh…” Chen Yan hesitated, then mumbled, “Actually, I was interning in the planning department of a local ground-promotion advertising company under Ali’s subsidiary in Jin Ling.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? You’re part of the Ali ecosystem? A local ground-promotion ad company, planning department?” Ma Boss’s eyes flickered with sharp interest—and a hint of delight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh… I’m not anymore…” Chen Yan felt awkward—Boss Ma, I didn’t mean to embarrass you…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why not?” Ma Boss looked disappointed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because… ah, forget it.” Chen Yan wasn’t the type to gossip at every opportunity: “I just didn’t get along with my department manager. Nothing worth mentioning—it’s just office politics.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Boss let out a long “Oh,” then suddenly tilted his head. “Check who’s in charge of that advertising company under Jin Ling’s branch. And who leads their planning department.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.” The unremarkable man nodded, reaching for his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ma Boss suddenly shook his head and waved his hand with a smile. “Never mind. No need to check.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Chen Yan could react, Ma Boss added casually:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fire them all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fire!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Them!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Chen Yan snapped back to reality—his body jolted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A ludicrous, absurd thought flashed through his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait a minute!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait a minute!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t the Old Grandma always say she was adopted?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Mr. Ma… he wouldn’t… he couldn’t be…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Chen Yan immediately dismissed this ridiculous thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Look at my face! My looks! My height!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And look at Mr. Ma’s alien face, that tiny frame…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t possibly have given birth to a son like me!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh, Mr. Ma,” Chen Yan finally steadied himself, took a deep breath: “I don’t know why you had someone bring me here… uh, I don’t even know how to say it. I’m just a nobody… I got up this morning, hadn’t even brushed my teeth, and my old grandma dragged me out to buy stuff—look, I’m genuinely confused right now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Ma’s eyes suddenly narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He picked up his chopsticks, took a bite of cold cucumber strips, and asked, as if unconcerned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How is your grandmother?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grandmother?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Does Mr. Ma know our family’s old witch?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan took a deep breath, his heart pounding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You… know our family’s shaman… uh, my grandmother?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know her!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Ma’s reply was crisp, then he added, voice low but firm: “Long ago, your grandmother helped me once.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan was lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Helped you? Our family’s weird old grandma—what could she possibly have done for you?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Summoned your soul with a ritual? Or given you talisman water when you were sick?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Many years ago, I hit a wall. Someone recommended me to the elder, and she did a reading for me. That reading helped me immensely,” Mr. Ma said, suddenly reflective, adding: “Immensely.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait a minute!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait just a second!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yan rolled his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Our grandma’s business has expanded all the way to the Forbes list!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No way…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell is going on?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did I get up too fast today?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or did I wake up wrong?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Starting tomorrow, new book: two chapters per day!)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Collect + Recommend, let’s go~~~~)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>{Serious Notice: This story is entirely fictional, set in a fictional world. All characters, events, and elements presented are invented and have no relation whatsoever to reality.}\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>{(serious face)}\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>·\u003C\u002Fp>",2786,"2026-06-20T00:04:18.515Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","373b37390ebe500756f0e915a3f67d7e68b4e61276d98063265410494e6a261d","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-3","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-1",174,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fjust-stop-using-your-divine-powers-cover.jpg"]