Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 272 - 272 33 Dreamscapes Intertwined 4_3

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Something was off; the four soldiers did not even raise their guns upon seeing her.

It was as if they couldn’t see her at all.

The soldiers moved closer and closer.

A thought burst into Shiyu Ling’s mind as she pressed herself against the wall, holding her breath.

The nearest soldier, only a few centimeters away from her, walked past like a blind man.

Thinking of the shadows that filled the corridor, Shiyu Ling understood the mechanism of this dream.

(It was superfluous…

The shadows represent safety.)

Hiding in the shadows meant you couldn’t be seen by the enemy.

Different people had different thoughts; she regarded shadows as a quagmire to escape while Gongsun Ce considered them a safe area.

Realizing this, Shiyu Ling knew that this round of the dream ended in failure, with utter certainty.

“At this moment, Mo Yuankai is on the left side of the corridor, looking back would take almost a minute, and that’s not counting the time for communication and getting there…” Shiyu Ling clicked her tongue anxiously, “Tch, one wrong step and you have to start over; turning Clarity Dream into an extreme challenge?

What kind of lunatic are you!”

It hadn’t been long since the voice had sounded; Shiyu Ling quickly ran to the end of the corridor, stopping in front of a door.

The style of the door was identical to that of the corpse’s cell, with only one difference: it was completely transparent.

People outside could see not only the entirety of the cell but seemed to hear the conversations inside crystal clear.

A real steel ship had no reason to have such a door installed; this must be the projection of someone’s emotions.

(Anxiety from being monitored and imprisoned for a long time…they lack a sense of security.)

Shiyu Ling stood in front of the door.

Inside the cell, three stools restrained a worried-looking blonde girl, a handsome brunette boy slightly older than him, and a dark-haired boy with a somber expression.

Shiyu Ling’s gaze flitted between the two male members, finally settling on the dark-haired one: the brunette’s face didn’t quite fit, but the dark-haired child’s eyes looked identical to those of a certain Superpower User when in a foul mood.

As for who the blonde girl was…Shiyu Ling could tell just by the way she talked.

“It’s been over three months, guys!” The young Kaldesia ranted with a full belly of woes, “I’ve cooperated with them with the best attitude, and they do this to me?!

Dressing a child in this…

this…”

“The restraint suit,” Gongsun Ce reminded.

“Right, the restraint suit!

Treating me like a mental patient from the TV!!” Little Kaldesia fumed, “I learned what humanism was last year, they obviously haven’t!!”

Shiyu Ling rolled her eyes, thinking the little kitty got that right.

She noticed that Kaldesia spoke the lingua franca, and Gongsun Ce could respond, which implied that someone had a good grasp of the lingua franca before being taken in, or he had practiced his spoken language within these three months.

The young landlady shook her stool vigorously.

“I don’t care anymore.” She huffed, “I’m going to escape from prison, I’m going to burn all these broken things!”

“Don’t be like that…” Gongsun Ce softly urged, seemingly to no avail.

At this point, the third person spoke.

“Please stay calm, Kaldesia Spencer,” said the brunette boy with a smile, “You shouldn’t see these as torments; rather, you should view them as trials.”

“Hah?” Kaldesia glared at him.

“Trials, my friend.

Common people become heroes through trials, and heroes become myths through trials.

You, me, all of us.

We possess a unique power, unlike the experience or skills that others acquire through learning and training, what we have is an innate talent…”

There seemed to be a kind of magic in the brunette boy’s voice that made people involuntarily listen intently.

“Talent, the gift bestowed by destiny!

It differentiates geniuses from common people, it differentiates us from geniuses.

We are the Transcendents, we are born superior, we should be magnanimous.”

“The people on the ship, those in high places, they are merely ignorant, foolish, shortsighted, but not malicious.

They and all they have done, shall eventually turn into steps, leading us to the true, higher stage.”

Little Kaldesia seemed unable to fully grasp the long speech of her cellmate: “So, I mean, what you’re trying to say is…”

Gongsun Ce, who had been rather taciturn, spoke up at this time, delivering a long sentence filled with unmistakable hostility and denial.

“Aorus Otimis simply wants to convey one thing,” he said, “and that is, he likes his Superpower very, very much.”