Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 170 - 170 60 Who Am I

170: Chapter 60 Who Am I?

170: Chapter 60 Who Am I?

“Good evening, Gongsun Ce.”

Qiluo wouldn’t speak like this.

Or rather, this was her original way of speaking.

Gongsun Ce searched for a certain idol’s name on his cell phone.

The first entry that popped up on the search engine was a wiki entry written by enthusiasts; the picture showed a slender black-haired woman.

In the photo, she looked beautiful and pure, dressed in a simple dress, singing under the spotlight on stage.

No one would associate the idol in the photo with the girl in the pavilion.

Their appearances were different, and their auras were even more at odds; even Shiyu Ling and Alice seemed more alike than these two.

Mo Yuankai had checked the real name of the idol that afternoon; it sounded not only ordinary but also somewhat rustic.

Gongsun Ce put away his cell phone and stood firm in the pavilion.

“Should I address you as Miss Qiluo, Miss Xingli…

or would it be more polite to use your real name?”

The pink-haired girl turned her head, smiling warmly with a gentle gaze.

“I am an idol artist, and everyone hopes to find in me the aspect they long for.

My job is to satisfy that need.

You can call me whatever you like, as long as you are happy with it.”

He was very uncomfortable with the way she spoke.

It was like the silly girl who played in the yard every day suddenly declaring with utmost certainty that she was a postdoctoral student at a prestigious university.

More than doubting whether it was true or false, the shock of the contrast was even more intense.

Only then did he remember he had only recently become acquainted with Qiluo.

The few days he had known her were less than one two-thousandth of her life to date.

He knew only the Qiluo of these past few days; how could he say she had become a stranger?

“I’ll just continue to call you Miss Qiluo.”

“Okay~ So when did you find out about our identities?”

The gray-haired young man recalled the conversation that afternoon.

Identifying the girl’s identity was not difficult.

The name Qiluo came from an unreleased album of the popular idol, Xingli.

Xingli’s voice bore no resemblance to Qiluo’s.

However, Mo Yuankai found Xingli’s audition material from several years ago when she participated in an idol selection.

Back then, her singing was bright but not as enchanting as that of the well-known idols of later days.

Instead, it was identical to Qiluo’s voice.

With this clue in hand, it was much easier to follow the trail.

They quickly found records of clandestine communications between Xingli’s agency and Cecil Laboratory.

By this point, the events had almost come into full view.

“Mr.

Gongsun, I am an experienced Superpower User.

I had already guessed about seven or eight points when I met you.”

“Qiluo” exclaimed in amazement: “Really?

That’s amazing!”

And you actually believed it.

It seemed that even if her personality was different, some things never changed.

“I won’t ask you about the reasons for your deal with the men in white coats…” Gongsun Ce habitually started, but then changed his mind, “Never mind, if you’re interested, you can still tell me about it; if not, let’s drop it.”

“It’s no problem to talk to Gongsun Ce…

um, but, I…”

“I promise to keep it a secret from everyone else.”

“Thank you, I think I will tell everyone after a while!”

Qiluo patted her chest reassuringly, then quickly removed her hand, saying shyly, “This dress is too revealing.”

So you finally realize that, congratulations.

Wear something more ordinary for the next club activity, okay?

“My story, Qiluo’s story, is neither romantic nor inspirational…” The girl bowed her head, “I’m just an empty-headed silly girl.”

·

The entire course of events was pretty much as Gongsun Ce had suspected.

A girl with a dream of music, who had regrettably failed to pass multiple auditions in talent shows.

Just as she was about to give up, a researcher from Cecil Laboratory handed her a contract.

“Work with us, and you can achieve your dream.”

She had heard the advice of friends and teachers, but she truly did not want to give up on her dream.

The girl signed the contract, making a foolish choice.

With the support of substantial amounts of money and a modified voice, her entertainment career flourished.

The cost was that all the songs she sang were designed as “perfect merchandise,” and all her free time, except for performances, was devoted to cooperating with Cecil’s experiments.

Cecil laboratory chose Xingli because they set their sights on the girl’s superpower.

Xingli’s power was called Doppelgänger, the ability to summon another self.

The Doppelgänger created by the ability would draw on environmental information to have a different character and slightly different appearance: it would seem fashionable when summoned in a shopping mall, and its personality would become gloomy when summoned in an alleyway…

Once it returned to the original body, the memories and feelings from the Doppelgänger’s activity period would then be acquired by the person.

This was a non-combat ability; all Xingli used to do was occasionally use the Doppelgänger to go to school.

What Doctor Cecil was interested in was the “acquisition of environmental information.”

The Doppelgänger’s superpower needed not only the information of its original body but also that of the environment.

The so-called Doppelgänger was, in reality, a black box that transformed information into life.

If they could unravel the mechanism of the Doppelgänger, could they find a different mechanism for the birth of an information life form?

If they could technically rewrite the “personal information” that generates the Doppelgänger, superimposing different information over Xingli’s persona…

Could they create a human being completely different from the original body…

a perfect specimen with a preset personality and abilities?