Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 175 - 175 61 Accidental Negativity_3

175: Chapter 61 Accidental Negativity_3 175: Chapter 61 Accidental Negativity_3 “I’m not worried about that—”

“I don’t care what you worry about, just kill all the dragons and there will be nothing to fret over.”

“How can you kill millions of giant dragons?!”

The painter’s eyes were filled with disdain and contempt.

“You don’t know shit, who told you to kill them all?

Just kill four more and that’s enough.”

This time both superpower users were stunned.

Gongsun Ce asked incredulously, “…Four?”

Yan Qi dipped his hand in the sauce and began gesturing on the table.

“There is a hierarchy and tribal differences among the giant dragons, those at the pinnacle of each tribe are called Sovereigns.

The Colored Glaze Dragon and Netherworld Dragon that you two have seen are two of the Sovereigns of the Six Realms.”

“Kill the leaders, and the rest won’t be able to cross over.

Kill all the leaders, and the giant dragons will forever sleep on the other side of the world.

Then there will naturally be peace on earth, and the matter of the Dragon Species will be negotiable, won’t the problem be solved?”

The gray-haired youth stared blankly at the painter and asked unconsciously, “…Really or not, do you have evidence?”

“No evidence, I’m guessing.”

Gongsun Ce hadn’t snapped out of it yet, but Mo Yuankai was the first to exclaim, “You’re guessing?!”

Yan Qi glared, “Don’t you rush me!”

The informant hurriedly sat down on the sofa, taking several deep breaths to calm himself.

The Impermanence Law Enforcer then spoke leisurely, “Believe it or not, that’s up to you.”

Gongsun Ce looked at him fixedly, waiting until the painter had nearly finished his food, before saying,

“I believe.”

Yan Qi, wiping his greasy hands, smiled and said, “Then that settles it!

Has the Knight of Dawn’s letter arrived, what does it say?”

Gongsun Ce then remembered the reply letter he had only read halfway.

Even though he had read the letter that afternoon, thinking back on it now gave him a sense of dislocation as if it were from another lifetime.

He relayed the knight lady’s suggestions to the letter, including advice for each heart phase, peculiar training conditions, and the fact that he had used the Silence Symbol.

“Ho, I thought as much.”

The tall man leaned against the stool and pondered for a bit, then said, “Come to me tomorrow night at 7 with the things she gave you.

After that, come at the same time every evening to learn the Dragon Slaying Skill, until I leave this shithole.”

With that, the man got up and left without waiting for a response from the two.

The two university students looked at each other and both showed a bitter smile.

“Ah Ce, do you really believe?”

“If we don’t trust the experts, who can we trust?” Gongsun Ce sat down on the sofa, “Now that there’s hope, there’s no reason to give up.

Even if that hope is false, an illusion of light…”

Mo Yuankai continued, “We still have to fight for it, to turn it into real light.”

“Sorry big bro, I got emotional again.”

“You didn’t yell, that’s progress already.

Today was so tiring, hurry home and rest.

From tomorrow, work hard to be a Dragon Slaying Hero.”

The gray-haired youth stubbornly corrected, “You’re the hero, I’m just the hero’s sidekick.”

“A hero in charge of logistics, that’s rare.”

“Without your logistics, our efforts would be for naught if the behind-the-scenes manipulations hit the internet,” Gongsun Ce stood, heading towards the door, “I wrote to you, huh?

Ever consider going on a diet?”

The informant rubbed his face and sighed, “Starting tomorrow I’ll eat salad.”

“Deal!”

The superpower user stepped outside.

The last question had found an answer, albeit of unknown feasibility.

But that was enough to put his mind at ease, to allow him to contemplate his own issues and those of the people around him, instead of being trapped in an inescapable fog.

Mr.

Shiyu’s love troubles should…

probably…

maybe be resolved, Qiluo’s amnesia was no longer an issue, and after a tumultuous day, he stopped at the entrance of the neighborhood, suddenly falling into brief confusion.

He should be following the road home but now he felt an indescribable stagnation.

It seemed standing here all night wouldn’t be much of a problem.

Not contemplating complex events, not pondering his own future; just standing beside the street, watching the traffic come and go, people coming in and out.

Until the night grew silent and he was left alone, feeling the silence amidst the city’s noise.

Several hours later, as the sun rose and people began to leave their homes, he walked against the noisy crowd, entered his own room, and lay down in his bed to sleep deeply.

He seemed like he could do this.

Why shouldn’t he?

Just when Gongsun Ce was about to act on this thought, he noticed a familiar girl standing under the streetlight.

Qin Qianbai lifted her gaze from the phone, looking at him just like the last time.

“Shall we go back together?”

And so, a fleeting impulse was cast aside.

“Let’s go back together.”