A few teenagers exchanged glances, this was a question they truly hadn't considered.
"Then start thinking, think right now, start thinking immediately!" Ba Xiaoli shouted.
As the saying goes, three unwise cobblers are better than one Zhuge Liang. After much thought, a girl finally came up with a good idea.
An East Japan girl named Mayumi Ruri said, "From the beginning we've been caught in a misconception, wanting the Hand of God to be embarrassed doesn't necessarily require force, maybe we can make him embarrassed in the field of medicine."
"Medicine? But we don't know anything about medicine."
"No, Ruri doesn't mean using medicine to embarrass him." The boy persuading Ba Xiaoli to calm down had eyes shining with intense wisdom, and said, "Ruri's meaning is to find a patient. Let the Hand of God treat them, since he dares to claim he is the Hand of God, if he can't cure the patient, what qualification does he have to claim to be the Hand of God."
Everyone suddenly understood.
