Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 355 - 355 67 I Have Become Weaker_2

355: Chapter 67 I Have Become Weaker_2 355: Chapter 67 I Have Become Weaker_2 The reversal left the superpower user somewhat astonished; he found it hard to associate those elders in traditional clothing with greedy, short-sighted individuals.

But then he remembered, that was the Seven Luminaries Divine Sect of three hundred years ago, not the people he recognized now.

“So you’re saying…”

Rinai spoke bitterly, “Three hundred years ago, the Martial Arts Association was the symbol of justice, and we were the fools who plunged the nation into crisis.”

The little witch, upon learning the truth, was visibly shocked, and for a moment Gongsun Ce didn’t know how to comfort her.

The young man with gray hair dryly said, “As a high school witch, Sister, you’ve already done so well, the issues 300 years ago have nothing to do with you…” He paused mid-sentence, realizing his words did no good, and pulled a lollipop out of a plastic bag.

“Want some candy before you go to sleep?”

Rinai took the candy with a gloomy face, tore off the wrapper, and stuffed it into her mouth.

She crunched the candy noisily, slapped her face vigorously, and shouted, “Gotta stay strong!

Cheers!”

Gongsun Ce nodded in relief, thinking that Sister indeed was an expert at emotional adjustment, so quick to bounce back.

“Sister, if we really run into the situation planned for tomorrow, I’ll have to ask for your help again.”

Sister’s face reverted to the same hue as a potted plant.

Gongsun Ce had to soothe her a few more times, coaxing her to rest.

He sat back at the table, scratching his head and asking, “What are we waiting for now?”

“We’re waiting for the city’s staff to get ready.

To ambush key points and remove the barrier at the right moment,” Shiyu Lianyi sighed.

“We’re also waiting for the Red Mage’s move… Do you know the Red Mage?”

The name sounded unfamiliar, but since arriving on Zero Island, he had been indirectly mentioned by many.

“I guess it’s the new leader of the Ise Evil Spirit?”

“Its other title is the world’s most powerful evil spellcaster.” Shiyu Lianyi’s expression remained unchanged, “Remember the desolate desert we crossed this morning?

That was the work of the Red Mage.”

“I thought it was Yan Qi’s doing.”

“Mr.

Yan only destroyed the area where I had been imprisoned.

The Red Mage destroyed the entire industrial zone in the western part of Dahe Island.” Shiyu Lianyi gestured dramatically with his hands, “I heard that the areas it passed through were left with nothing, just barren deserts without a blade of grass.”

The last time I heard a similar description was in the Empire’s folklore, about some XX Monarch or XX Demon King occupying a mountain territory.

Gongsun Ce, recalling that vast, endless desert, sincerely said, “Zero Island really has more than its share of disasters.”

“Gongsun, do you think the biggest problem on Zero Island is natural disasters or man-made ones?”

The superpower user sighed, “To me, the Void Light Dragon seems to be the friendliest thing here.”

“Agreed.”

Shiyu Lianyi reached for a bottle of oolong tea and, using telekinesis, communicated, (Sister Ling is on the rooftop, she’s not in a good mood.)

(I’m not in a good mood either.

Tomorrow we might have to confront the Creation Realm and the Monarch Dragon, and I doubt anyone could be in high spirits.)

(No, it’s a different kind of downheartedness… Anyway, I’m counting on you.)

(Shouldn’t it be you, as her younger brother, going up there to offer warmth and comfort?)

Sister Ling’s handsome younger brother blinked.

(I think she needs to talk about life and ideals, or something unrelated to the mission.

I’m not the right person for that.)

Gongsun Ce wanted to roll his eyes but immediately thought that gesture was very much like a certain female Hunter and quickly dismissed the idea.

He took the plastic bag and climbed the stairs to the rooftop of the third-floor building.

There, outside the small building, loudspeakers hung haphazardly on the electric poles, their announcements echoing throughout the perimeter area.

“This is the third repeated warning of the day.

According to the Weiyuan Meteorological Bureau, from 00:00 to 24:00 tomorrow, a super crossbow-level meteorological disaster will pass through Weiyuan City.

All entrances and exits are temporarily closed, flights suspended.

It is recommended that all citizens purchase personal accident insurance from Yucun Pharmaceutical, which today, incredibly, has a stunning discount of 10 percent off.

A real bargain, truly a bargain…”

Shiyu Ling sat on the rooftop of this wooden, antique-style building, gripping a beer can in her hand.

Upon hearing Yucun Pharmaceutical, she guzzled down the beer and threw the can toward a nearby loudspeaker.

Clang.

The loudspeaker emitted a malfunctioning electronic noise, then fell silent.

“It’s quite the coincidence, you can’t sleep either.”

Telekinesis fetched the can back, and the Superpower User walked up behind her.

Shiyu Ling, listless, reached out a hand: “Beer.”

Gongsun Ce took out a can of ice-cold beer from his bag and tossed it to his teammate.

“I feel like if you threw a writer here for a month, they’d never worry about a lack of inspiration for the rest of their life,” the young man with gray hair said, staring at the outer district beneath the night sky, “but I can only stay here for one night…

it’s a bit of a pity to think about it.”

“What’s there to regret about a crummy place cordoned off by capitalists?

When I have money, I’m definitely not buying a house here,” Shiyu Ling downed half the can in one go.

“Don’t tell me you’re thinking about buying a villa in Weiyuan City.”

“I’d never live on Zero Island!” she slurred, gesticulating wildly, “I’ve already got it all figured out.

I’m going to buy a two-story cottage in a secondary city of Morton, or move to Supibia if the budget allows.

A couple of streets behind the cottage is the shopping district, convenient for when I shop.

A few minutes’ walk and I’ll reach the city park for morning strolls.

Once I learn mixology, I’ll set up a home bar and make myself a drink every day, then build a small warehouse in the yard to chuck all the souvenirs from my travels and lock it up.

Just keep the memories close by, that’s all.”

Gongsun Ce pictured the house in his mind.

“Sounds very appealing.

Have you picked a location yet?”

“I’m kidding around, after the mission, it’s back to toiling in the Sky City,” Shiyu Ling muttered while swigging her drink, “just like that damn painter said, you’re never truly free in life.”

“You’re listening to his nonsense.

Look at Ming Guest, how free he is.”

“Tch…” Shiyu Ling scowled, “I don’t want to end up looking like that fool!”

She sullenly threw the can down from the roof, and Gongsun Ce once again curled the can back up.

“It’s rare to see you so downcast.

I thought you’d be all fired up, can’t wait to have your revenge.”

“You think I can be excited after seeing that operation plan?

Preparing for the arrival of the Void Light Dragon, how can those words not make you anxious?!”

She grabbed Gongsun Ce by the collar, her face twisted in a fierce shout, “I came here for revenge, not to play the dragon-slaying hero for humanity!

I couldn’t care less about the plan.

I’d love to storm into Weiyuan City right now and crush his skull!”

“Think about the comparative battle strengths, Shiyu Ling.

Everyone is waiting for a assured moment to initiate the battle,” the gray-haired youth explained for the umpteenth time, “going in alone would doom us all, and you know it better than I do.”

“Where do you get the motivation, and why are you so keen to play the hero?!” Shiyu Ling shoved him away in a fit of anger and sat back down on the edge of the rooftop.

The Superpower User wasn’t angry.

Over the time they spent together, he had come to understand her true nature.

Shiyu Ling was emotional, which didn’t mean he had done something wrong, but rather it was a sign of Shiyu Ling’s own dismal state.

Had she been in better spirits, this woman wouldn’t have shown her vulnerable, irrational side.

“Are you in a bad mood?”

“Ah ha.

Starting with the warm concerns again?

Planning to make a move when I’m weak, huh?

Get lost!”

The Superpower User patiently waited, saying nothing, until his partner calmed her agitated emotions.

Shiyu Ling gazed at the lights of the outer district, the bustling gathering places where people worried about rent, the cost of living, and their children’s school fees, blissfully unaware of what might happen tomorrow.

Finally, she spoke, her voice weary and tinged with an unspeakable sense of loss.

“…

I’ve become weaker.”