Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 122 - 122 32 Not Capable

122: Chapter 32: Not Capable 122: Chapter 32: Not Capable Gongsun Ce removed his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose, and excluded countless emerging thoughts from his mind one by one.

Like hitting a home run, he sent them all flying out of his sphere of thinking, leaving only the few he thought most likely.

The grey-haired youth asked seriously, “Has the MP3 file become a spirit?”

The eldest brother crossed his arms and rested his chin on them, speaking solemnly, “You’re right, Ah Ce.

Our city is exposed to the prying eyes of countless music spirits.

They are bound to dominate superpower users with melodies, turning us into good-for-nothings who can’t survive without listening to folk pop songs.

After a discussion, the organization has decided to entrust you with the mission to save the world!”

The information trafficker pulled out a palm-sized speaker from his drawer, which was a freebie from the last time he ordered fried chicken delivery.

“Find ten small speakers that can extinguish spirits.

Fight and overcome all the music spirits, and maintain world peace!”

The superpower user promptly stood up, “With such a heavy responsibility, Ce is overwhelmed with gratitude and will fight with all my might to defend the heavens!”

The chubby youth nodded slightly and said to his younger brother.

“Aren’t you being silly, playing these games even after starting college?”

“You started it first, shouldn’t you at least thank me for playing along?”

Mo Yuankai helplessly shook his head, “Who started making jokes first?”

“I think the idea of MP3 files turning into spirits makes a lot of sense,” Gongsun Ce argued as he counted on his fingers.

“Qiluo was originally a song.

What is a song?

It’s a sequence of sound arranged in a specific order, which is also a piece of information.

Information life forms have no physical body, and only I, the particularly unlucky one, could see her, so I couldn’t use my powers to interact with her.

She obtained from our conversations, ah, the essential information needed to solidify!

The more information a song has, the stronger the MP3 file’s power becomes.

How logical!”

Gongsun Ce was enthusiastic, ready to discuss a few more prank hypotheses, such as Qiluo wanting to know about his daily life because music wants to become human and needs related intelligence, Qiluo lacking common knowledge because songs originally don’t have human sense, Qiluo making herself vanish not because music reverted to its formless state…

He didn’t continue because he saw his big brother’s facial expression.

The superpower user put on his glasses and whispered, “…I was just joking.”

“I know.

But Ah Ce, don’t you think your explanations make a lot of sense?”

He did find them very sensible, and anyone listening would find them sensible too because all of these were arguments derived by reasoning backwards from a conclusion.

No matter how plausible they sounded, they were all nothing more than twisting logic, forcibly construed excuses.

He could similarly argue that Shiyu Ling and book character Alice were the same being, providing a series of seamlessly fitting proofs that were absolutely useless—everyone knew it was impossible.

“I can explain these phenomena using cognitive interference as well…

except the strange initial ineffectiveness of my abilities.”

Mo Yuankai picked up a remote and pressed a few buttons, and a monitoring video began to play on the large screen.

“If it were before this morning, I’d also find it far-fetched.

But when I came home just now, I casually checked the monitors.”

Gongsun Ce watched the pink-haired female rider dodging through traffic on her electric bike, performing heart-stopping maneuvers yet remaining completely unscathed, as if by divine intervention.

His mouth grew wider and wider.

Seeing the long-haired rider and middle school student chasing after her, Gongsun Ce’s mouth dropped open completely.

“Don’t worry about those two later, just focus on Qiluo.”

He opened his mouth, “I’m looking.”

His big brother posed a question, like a serious, responsible teacher inviting a lucky student who had guessed correctly on a multiple-choice question to explain the answer on stage.

“Explain this, Ah Ce.

With cognitive interference, how is it possible to drive like that?”

“…Maybe Qiluo was a deeply hidden expert driver before she lost her memory.”

He didn’t believe his own far-fetched explanation.

The eldest brother then brought up another video, showing several people arguing in front of a cinema.

Before Mo Yuankai could speak, he took the initiative, “That’s me, Qin Qianbai, and Qiluo.

Qin Qianbai and I were both wearing toy bear costumes, but Qiluo wasn’t.”

The information trafficker said mischievously, “All three of you seemed to be wearing toy bear costumes to me.”

Gongsun Ce immediately understood why the young lady had been upset.

Holding his head in despair, he exclaimed, “Yan Qi set me up!”

“You really like to blame everything on Mr.

Yan.”

“If it weren’t for him, how could I have seen anything different!”

“If you didn’t have Netherworld Eyes, you wouldn’t be able to see Qiluo either.”

Gongsun Ce said bitterly, “I…

alas!

So it’s really an information life form?

Is its priority so high that only Netherworld Eyes can see through it?

That can’t explain the bear transformation though, that’s the same cognitive distortion as before.”

If he followed the prankish idea of MP3 files turning into spirits, he could have also explained the reckless driving: she obtained information from the surrounding environment and planned the best driving route after analyzing the situation at high speed, just like top-level automatic driving AI!

But this theory couldn’t explain how she turned herself into an “invisible” bear; it was back to cognitive distortion again…

The eldest brother suddenly asked, “What is cognition, Ah Ce?”

“Cognition is the subjective process of understanding objective existence, which is the process by which humans process information obtained from the outside world and convert it into mental activity…”

The grey-haired youth spoke slower and slower.

“You explained it so clearly.

Cognition is the process by which people process information from the outside world.”

He understood what the big brother was getting at.

“If someone could tamper with the information itself, what would people, deceived by the wrong information, see then?”

Human understanding and cognition are built on the foundation of information obtained through observation.