Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 194 - 194 5 24 Hours Part 2

194: Chapter 5: 24 Hours Part 2 194: Chapter 5: 24 Hours Part 2 Gongsun Ce recalled the battle from a short time ago and guessed, “Have you all met in the Non-Sky Pure Land?”

The young lady nodded like a bystander.

“It’s all just one of the possibilities simulated by Qin Ming.

Having been inspired, step by step, I delved into research, devoted myself, and struggled to realize it, only to find that it had already been simulated by that man, a lackluster reenactment devoid of practical significance.

The feeling of displeasure is much stronger than the frustration.”

The harder he tried, the more he realized he was still walking the path laid out by the enemy; with each step forward, he experienced his own limits and felt even more profoundly the enemy’s unfathomable strength.

Gongsun Ce tried to imagine his friend’s feelings, thinking that for someone who was competitive and liked to win, this might be an experience even more embarrassing than defeat.

“So you’re pretty upset.”

“Yeah, my pride as a martial artist has been wounded.”

No wonder you came to bother me early in the morning.

Dragging innocents into this and behaving just like your uncle, is this the style of your old Qin family?

After finishing her second fried egg, Qin Qianbai questioned back, “What about you, Ah Ce?”

Gongsun Ce slumped in the chair, answering lazily, “I haven’t even touched the edge of the spiritual illumination!

Yan Qi is as cautious as if he’s got neurasthenia.

I go over every evening just to recite ancient texts, learn basic knowledge, and practice meditation rituals, only to be slapped awake by him just before successfully entering the dream state.”

“Entering a dream?”

“It’s a step every Impermanence Law Enforcer must go through at the very beginning,” Gongsun Ce complained.

“But my case is a bit special, and I can easily go berserk…

So it’s been nearly a month of doing situation simulations and basic ritual practice without actually getting to start the real training.”

Qin Qianbai’s family also had officially affiliated Impermanence Law Enforcers, and she vaguely remembered hearing her uncles mention that mastering the basics of the Impermanence Skill often took years.

Ah Ce’s words sounded like “I’m ready to start any time, but I’m being held back.” She thought about the appearance of the evil spellcasters and understood where Yan Qi’s caution was coming from.

Being too talented might not be such a good thing after all.

“Ah Ce has also fallen into a state of stagnation.”

“I haven’t started, so it’s not really a setback, but your situation should be more serious,” Gongsun Ce shrugged.

“So, since neither of us has been doing well lately, why don’t we set aside our cultivation for the day and do something fun instead!”

The young lady finished the last bite of breakfast and pushed the plate aside.

“Ah Ce, you dare make sexually harassing remarks to your master.”

“I’m starting to get tired of criticizing your standards…

Are you already starting to call yourself the master?!

When will this joke be over!?”

Qin Qianbai picked up her milk and took a sip.

The girl’s lips parted slightly, picking up a layer of milk white, and then her small tongue darted between her teeth, licking the edges skillfully to wipe away any milk residue.

The superpower user, propping her face with one hand, watched the girl’s subtle movements across the table and felt making this meal wasn’t such a bad deal after all.

“I sense an inappropriate gaze.”

Immediately she pursed her lips.

How keen is your intuition?

“If I can’t even look at your face, I’ll have to talk to you with my eyes closed from now on.

Speaking of impropriety…

Have members from the Mutual Assistance Association or the Light Core come by again recently?”

Gongsun Ce feigned concern but was actually changing the subject.

The girl recalled for a few seconds, “Members of the Mutual Assistance Association haven’t been seen since their initial invitation was rejected, and the Light Core members stopped coming after four visits.”

Gongsun Ce was surprised.

“Four times?

Those guys really have too much free time.”

He was about to ask why he didn’t know about this, but then he realized that such a thought wasn’t right.

The young lady had long passed the time when she needed to be looked after.

She was capable of handling these miscellaneous matters, and it was he who was receiving more help now.

“I am top talent and should move to a higher stage, that’s what the people who came to persuade me said.”

Such nonsensical talk, typical of a group of people with a juvenile mindset.

Both the “Light Core” and the “Mutual Assistance Association” are names of superpower organizations.

The former is an elite group formed around a core superpower user, believing in elitism and treating the strength of superpowers as the standard for talent.

The latter, officially the “Dome City Superpower Mutual Assistance Association,” advocates for superpower users to help each other overcome difficulties.

They have no strict criteria for membership and practically anyone without major issues can join upon applying.

Just from the descriptions, they sounded like typical university clubs, but Gongsun Ce, who had dealt with both organizations, had a different opinion.

“Don’t believe their nonsense; they are nothing but the Wing of Death with a new veneer,” he said, frowning and picking up a piece of bacon with his chopsticks.

“You’ve seen the leader of the Light Core, an egotistic idiot.

As for the Mutual Assistance Association…

Their president is a decent person, but not the kind of upright leader.

They talk about helping each other, but it’s not uncommon to see them ‘help’ themselves into trouble.”

“They last came more than a year ago, why are you suddenly bringing this up, Ah Ce?”

Gongsun Ce used telekinesis to send the plate flying back into the sink, turned on the tap, and started washing the dishes.

“After the last incident, the lead of the death corps collapsed, and the Wing of Death exists in name only.

Those two organizations have probably been busy lately fighting for the Wing of Death’s territory, recruiting new members and expanding their influence.

Don’t be surprised if they turn their attention to superpower users without organization.”

This was the superficial reason.

The real reason was to divert the young lady’s attention with a serious topic so she would stop fixating on the matter of commands.