Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 357 - 357 68 Confusion_2

357: Chapter 68 Confusion_2 357: Chapter 68 Confusion_2 “I really enjoy this topic.” The superpower user flopped down on the table, “Considering we’re just freshmen, isn’t this the time we should be enjoying carefree days of youth?

Why should we even start talking about the future and career planning?

Shouldn’t we be discussing things more suited to our status?”

Shiyu Lianyi snapped the book shut.

“Like slaying dragons and saving the world?”

“Exactly.

I can’t think of anything more appropriate for young people to discuss.” Gongsun Ce said in a weird voice, “Speaking of which, Sister, how are you holding up?

If you really can’t sleep, how about we talk about tomorrow’s plan instead?”

Rinai sprawled on the sofa, waving her arms listlessly, looking like a deep-sea cephalopod.

“This is not something we Divine Communication practitioners should be worrying about…”

Gonsun Ce comforted her considerately, “Don’t be too hard on yourself, Sister, I just achieved Clarity.”

“What are you talking about, you superpower user!” Rinai cried, holding her head, “We haven’t even officially presided over our own shrine festival, and this time we might have to perform on Weiyuan City’s stage?!

Sister Hua…

no, Sakura Dance-san would chop us down without hesitation!!”

“Sister, you are a witch of Yidou Nengmai.

You have to believe in Lord Yidou Nengmai’s trust in you.” Gongsun Ce said something he himself didn’t believe, “Worst comes to worst, we’ll just toss the plan and play it by ear.”

Rinai said with a gloomy face, “It’s always about playing it by ear…”

If everything could proceed according to plan without any problems, no one in this world would ever have to worry.

Gongsun Ce yawned, his body telling him it was time to sleep but his mind telling him it was best to stay awake.

“Take a break, Gongsun.”

“I’m afraid to sleep, I’m scared.”

Shiyu Lianyi assured him repeatedly that he would take responsibility for monitoring and reminded him that a failure in the plan due to lack of sleep would be an unfortunate turn of events.

His friend’s assurances gave Gongsun Ce the confidence to head upstairs to the little bed and sleep for a couple of hours.

·

The morgue at Zero Island’s inn was so named for its resemblance to the same facility in a hospital, with each room being made up of extremely small spaces.

The specialty was that once a person lay down, the space was packed tight as a drum.

Squeezed into the tiny cubicle, Gongsun Ce felt like he was exactly like a corpse.

He believed that some of the negative emotions came from the fear in his heart.

Yes, fear.

He admitted that he was a bit cowardly, scared.

He had seen two Monarch Level giant dragons and the power of the Creator Realm Mages, and tomorrow, or in a few hours, he would have to face one of them — or perhaps even a combination of both — which tormented Gongsun Ce greatly.

If these enemies had suddenly come, he wouldn’t have to worry.

But knowing they were “coming” was especially torturous.

He found he wasn’t the invincible warrior he thought he was, but a human being full of vulnerability and thoughts of escape.

Before practicing Impermanence, Gongsun Ce would have never entertained such thoughts.

He would have gone all in into a fight, and if worst came to worst, faced death.

But now, he found he wasn’t as brave as he used to be.

Extremists have their own kind of strength.

Shiyu Ling said he had become weaker, and wasn’t he feeling the same?

“Sigh…”

Gongsun Ce used telekinesis to take out the bean.

A gift from Yidou Nengmai for his charitable deeds at the Wishing Festival.

Could this bean help him defeat the Void Light Dragon or the Red Mage?

He probably wouldn’t get that much result from a night’s charity, he didn’t even know how to use the darn thing.

He turned over with difficulty, subconsciously thinking it would be better if his elder brother, Knight Dawn, or Yan Qi were here…

Reliable teammates and pillars of total reassurance were indeed different.

If his brother were here, he would surely say with a laugh, “Don’t worry, Ah Ce, let’s unite and knock down our enemies!” Those words were dry and of no practical significance, but they were extremely trustworthy when spoken by someone powerful.

Gongsun Ce couldn’t do it; those words didn’t suit his style, nor did he have that kind of confidence.

If only he had destructive black flames…

but he also lacked divinely transformed Spirit Light…

Looks like he might not survive a year without Divine Communication…

One thought after another surfaced, making him even more irritable.

The superpower user closed his eyes and forced himself into slumber.

Before falling asleep, he vaguely thought, it would be better if his brother were here.

·

The entry once again led to the starting point of the path.

Tonight, Mr.

Lan was absent, and the sides of the Desolate Form Path swayed with candlelight.

The only change was a table added at the entry point of the road.

On it was an old-fashioned rotary phone with a considerate card next to it that read “Don’t hesitate to disturb.”

If Mr.

Lan were to leave this place, it would probably take less than a year for him to become the world’s largest religious leader.

Gongsun Ce withdrew his gaze; now he had two choices: either sit here doing nothing until he woke up or enter the Silent Phase Path to have a Clarity Dream.

He chose the latter.

Seeing what his unfortunate younger self was like might help with his current mindset.

Gongsun Ce stepped onto the Silent Phase Path, reciting the Spell taught by Yan Qi and Rinai, walking calmly on the path.

The scenery on both sides changed imperceptibly, and the Silent King seemed disinclined to interact with him tonight.

His steady pace was like the rhythm of breathing, and Gongsun Ce sank into the dreamscape.

·

The sky of the dreamland’s capital was overcast, looking like it was about to rain.

Uniquely dressed teenagers were walking noisily along the streets, some carrying backpacks.

The superpower user entered a convenience store at the roadside, checking the time of the Clarity Dream through magazines.

It was December 2003.

The artificial firmament was already built, hence no snowfall overhead and the weather was warm all year round.

“It was 2004 or maybe 2005 when they started to actively regulate the climate…” Gongsun Ce mumbled to himself as he picked up a magazine, about to leave the convenience store when he turned and saw the unfriendly gaze of the cashier lady.