'Slicer?'
The abrupt word flashed through Gu Ming's mind.
He immediately understood. This was the system's assessment of the "Mr. Tree" before him, made from the perspective of thirty-two years in the future.
Mr. Tree still appeared as gentle as ever.
But the word "Slicer" instantly put Gu Ming on high alert, his thoughts racing.
'Is the future Mr. Tree somehow presenting himself in 'slices' at this very moment, talking to me?'
This was a form Gu Ming had not anticipated. He couldn't imagine what kind of ability a Beastmaster would need to do such a thing.
The only thing he could picture was a Pet Beast using abilities like duplication, or something like Ah Ji's Shadow Cloak combined with mimicry, to imitate a human Beastmaster speaking.
But that wouldn't qualify as a "Slicer."
'Has he sliced himself into multiple pieces, with each piece acting as an extension of his primary consciousness?'
'What kind of Power could possibly keep a Beastmaster alive like that?'
