Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 218 - 218 6 I've Become Stronger_2

218: Chapter 6 I’ve Become Stronger_2 218: Chapter 6 I’ve Become Stronger_2 Because that blue carpet had rolled out from deep within the path of the Desolate Form…

It had emerged proactively from the depths of the Desolate Form!

Gongsun Ce explained the incident in great detail to the two of them, including his own reaction at the time.

He nervously asked, “Is this why you won’t let me engage with the Desolate Form?

Does deep within the Desolate Form Skill lie…?”

“Shut your mouth, Gongsun kiddo,” Yan Qi squinted his eyes, “Don’t think, don’t speculate.

Don’t tell me you can’t do it—use that talent you have for fooling yourself!”

Gongsun Ce took off his glasses, pressing his forehead in frustration.

Was there really something deep within the Desolate Form?

Gongsun Ce dare not continue thinking about it.

He did as told, locking away all thoughts related to the Desolate Form Skill with heavy chains.

This sounded absurd, but for him, it was extremely simple—much more convenient than putting a cover on the Book Without Words.

Deceiving himself had always been Gongsun Ce’s forte.

He put his glasses back on and sighed as he asked, “When can I get to know some relevant information?”

“None of my business.”

The bespectacled young man turned to his loyal friend from Zero Island, Shiyu Lianyi, who hesitantly said, “At least wait until you’ve entered Divine Communication, though it’s best after you’ve cultivated to the Manifestation Realm.”

Divine Communication was considered a core strength in official organizations; who knew when he would be able to cultivate there!

Gongsun Ce said without much hope, “What about further background information?

I’ve illuminated the basic worldview, at least let me understand that.”

“Totally wasted the lesson, huh?” Yan Qi said sarcastically, “What kind of pig brain?

Everything I told you last week, you’ve forgotten by this week?”

The Superpower User fumed, “Can that story about Emperor Central Spirit slaying the dragon even count as background knowledge?!”

Yan Qi had indeed told him a story about the origins of the Impermanence Skill, which was brief enough to be a suitable bedtime story for preschoolers.

“What’s the hurry?

I’ll give you some extra-curricular education later, have a famous teacher from overseas do a little popular science for you,” the black-clad painter said in a strange voice.

“Now let’s talk about your heart’s transformation.”

There’s an external teacher for this lesson too?

So you, the cheap teacher, are already planning to slack off?

He curbed his curiosity, reflecting on his experience in the dream, pondering his friend’s earlier words.

Transformation of the heart…?

“I may have been more honest.”

Taking off from Shiyu Lianyi’s point, Gongsun Ce continued, “I don’t plan to tell you what I saw in the dream, someone has already interpreted it for me.

What I can say is the conclusion I’ve reached.”

He took a deep breath, without hesitation, and spoke.

“I am a person who cannot feel the meaning of existence and loathes himself.”

No longer deliberately concealing, nor deceiving himself with layers of masks as before.

For the first time in his life, Gongsun Ce had spoken out his true nature in the real world.

He suddenly felt lighter, not the split sensation of losing something precious, but the relief of having cast off a heavy burden.

“I think this is my true nature…

I might be the kind of terrible person who’d consider suicide if I had no attachments.” He summarized, “But I still have some attachments, so I have to figure out a way to go on.

That’s it, nothing more.”

Gongsun Ce looked up at the two.

This time, Yan Qi unusually refrained from mockery, only nodding his head.

Shiyu Lianyi looked at him with concern, saying, “Do you want to lean on my shoulder?”

“Too homo for me, I don’t want that!”

Gongsun Ce reflexively retorted, and the two of them laughed together.

Gongsun Ce marvelled inwardly at his own ability not to wallow in despair but to laugh genuinely.

Indeed, he felt much more relaxed than before.

He scratched his head, asking, “So how should I cultivate my Spirit Illumination Realm next?”

The man in black refilled his cup of wine, downing it in one go, and smiled, “What Spirit Illumination?

Work on clarity!”

“………Huh?”

Gongsun Ce exclaimed, “I’ve already reached the perfect peak of Spirit Illumination, with Perfection and no leaks?”

“You’ve illuminated your true nature, witnessed your own heart.

What more is there for your Spirit Light to illuminate?” Yan Qi countered, “To use it as a flashlight?”

The grey-haired youth pondered.

The Dawn Knight had told him that Spirit Light and true nature were two sides of the same coin, both roots of the power of Impermanence Skill.

Having found his Spirit Light and true nature in this dream, and choosing the heart form that suited him best, if the cultivation of the Impermanence Skill was a journey deep into one’s heart, then his next step should be…

“Should I figure out what caused this true nature?”

“Not stupid after all, that’s called clarity of nature.” Yan Qi picked up a brush, making imaginary strokes in the air, “Knowing the essence, and then understanding oneself.

After laying this foundation, you can build a skyscraper.”

With just a few strokes, Yan Qi sketched a vivid object.

It was a long rod, with a thin tube in the front and a broad support at the back, its black surface gleaming metallically, complete with a mirror in the middle—it looked just like…

“You’re telling me you drew a sniper rifle for what?”

Yan Qi chuckled, handing over the ink sniper rifle to Shiyu Lianyi, “Go test it at the furthest distance!”

The young man in a suit returned a not-so-guilty look, finding a pair of sniper headphones from somewhere and left with the rifle.

Gongsun Ce was pushed outside by Yan Qi, who said with dread, “What do you plan to do?!”

The middle-aged painter stroked his chin, saying, “Don’t do any preparation.

Just stand here, unprotected, and wait for me!”

This was no joke.

Gongsun’s Superpower was able to cope with regular military firepower, on the premise that he was in a highly alert battle-ready state.

Telekinesis was not automatically triggered; it required the Superpower User himself to react and have the intent to use it.

In battle mode, he naturally maintained protective forces at his side, but who is in a state of high mental concentration at all times?

Even the city’s Superpower Users don’t expect to be guarding against ultra-long-range strikes from miles away.