Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 361 - 361 70 s The Light That Pierces Through the Shadows_2

361: 70 Chapters: The Light That Pierces Through the Shadows_2 361: 70 Chapters: The Light That Pierces Through the Shadows_2 The shadowy figure held up a finger, “Watch closely, I’m about to change you!

Your mood is so low, there must be a reason.

Behold my great deduction.”

He thought hard for a moment, then said uncertainly, “Is it because you got a stomachache eating bad food yesterday…

the surroundings are too dirty…

the environment too damp…” Suddenly, he clapped his right hand.

“That’s it!

I know now, it must be the gloomy weather.

Everyone gets unhappy on rainy days!”

Gongsun Ce laughed heartily from the sidelines, while a child in the depths of the alley cried out frenetically, “What kind of nonsense are you spouting?!”

“Sunny days bring good moods.

Just wait for me,” the shadowy figure stretched out his hand toward the overcast sky, “Sunshine!”

In an instant, a blistering column of light pierced through heaven and earth.

The light, sharp as a sword, penetrated the thick clouds, slicing through the overcast that enveloped the capital as it followed his palm’s movement, parting the clouds in the middle like a stupendous feat straight out of ancient myths!

The shadowy figure retracted the beam with satisfaction, revealing the azure sky between the cleaved dark clouds.

No more rain, no more gloom, the radiant sunlight streamed down from a clear strip of sky, evaporating the droplets on the walls and drying the puddles on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, not a single shadow remained in the alley, and the child looked up at the sky in a daze.

He squinted subconsciously, using his hand as a shield against, yet also embracing, the warm rays of light.

The young man ahead smiled gently, “Feeling better now?”

The sunlight had dispersed the haze in the alley and melted the shadow off him.

He was tall and handsome, dressed in white pants and a black shirt, with a bright yellow vest worn on the outside.

His waist-length, pale golden hair, unusual in its semi-transparent texture, shone brilliantly under the sunlight, much like glimmering glass.

His extraordinary appearance endowed him with an almost otherworldly aura, yet no one felt alienated.

For his smile was so warm and genuinely kind.

The child lowered his hand and couldn’t help but smile.

“…Yeah.

I feel better now.”

Mo Yuankai smiled and extended his hand.

“Then let’s set off!

Together, let’s change this city!”

Gongsun Ce let go and gestured to the astonished female Hunter.

He merged with the child in the alley, grasping the long-haired young man’s hand.

“You win, big brother.

I’ll follow you.”

Mo Yuankai opened his mouth in surprise, “Wow…

such a big change?

Your hair even turned gray.”

The young man with gray hair smiled, “You with the long hair are calling me out?

Like you said, people need to change.”

“You see, I told you I was right.” Mo Yuankai patted the clothes on his body, “Right, why was I ‘the shadowy figure’ before?

It was like I was censored.”

Gongsun Ce shrugged, “Your brilliance is too dazzling for me to look at directly.

Look at you, so strong and handsome, even when you forcefully argue, you exude confidence, I’d fall for you if I were a girl.”

“Really?

That seems a bit much.”

“It’s true.” The young man with gray hair let go of the hand and said softly, “I’ve always been…

very envious of you.”

There are those in this world who keep to themselves.

Confident and full of conviction, every action they take radiates intense positive energy.

They’ll turn on the lights in your darkest hour, pulling you out for a drink; they’ll arrive in the nick of time when you’re grievously wounded, assuring you not to worry, and they’ve got your back.

When you’re down and out, they’ll yank you back to your feet, yet you seldom see their vulnerable side.

They are always strong, always steadfast, always at the forefront.

You admire them as you watch their backs, but envy breeds a malevolent jealousy.

It’s an unshakable feeling; you won’t act on it…

you just end up despising yourself even more.

Mo Yuankai thought very seriously for a while, then said, “It’s a good thing.”

“Hey!

Jealousy is a good thing?”

He slapped his junior’s shoulder with vigor.

“You being jealous of me means you admire me, right?

Doesn’t that show you’re fundamentally good and striving to better yourself?”

“Woah, do you ever make sense when you talk?”

“You’ve just been hanging out with Dawn the Knight too much.

Who says you need to make sense and be logical about everything?

If your friend falls into an abyss, do you need a reason to pull him up?”

He laughed heartily as he turned around.

“Keep it up, Ah Ce!

I’m retired now, it’s all on you.”

The young man with gray hair leaned against the wall, saying helplessly, “I just don’t feel up to it.

I can never become a second you.”

“Just be yourself!

Besides, you’ve got so many friends.” He gestured towards Shiyu Ling, who was looking on, “Please give him a hand.”

“Tsk.” Shiyu Ling turned his head away, “Why should I care about him.”

Mo Yuankai waved his hand and walked out of the alley.

Everything in the dream node faded away, and in a space blanketed in white, only two people stood.

“My view of the world has been shaken.

I find it hard to reconcile this strikingly handsome guy with that fatso.”

“Don’t just look at the surface, look at the heart.”

“So that’s how you changed…” Shiyu Ling sighed, “You chose a different path, but jealousy only increased your self-reproach, you’re such a piece of work!”

“Indeed, quite a hassle,” Gongsun Ce pushed up his glasses.

“It was from that day on that I became weaker.”

Stepping out of the dark comfort zone, he headed toward a world bathed in sunlight with his friends.

Superpower Users henceforth embarked on different paths… Yet the power that grew from adversity changed imperceptibly.

“I am no longer that child who cried alone; my heart can’t sustain a power that rejects everything.” Gongsun Ce smiled freely, “But I have no regrets.

Because I believe I made the right choice.”

“From a socially awkward kid to a guy with a messiah complex,” Shiyu Ling mocked, “acting like you made some monumental decision.”

“Compared to my former self, I’ve certainly grown, haven’t I?

Power doesn’t represent everything, after all.”

“Such pretty words from someone who talks a good game…”

Shiyu Ling said this with her mouth, but her eyes softened a bit.

Gongsun Ce was reassured, knowing he didn’t need to say anything more.

“Thanks for walking me through the past, big sis.”

The black-haired woman poked his forehead with her finger.

“If you’re aware of that, get out there and fight hard, you brat!”

Then, all that was the dream dispersed.

Gongsun Ce opened his eyes, his friend in a suit standing at the foot of his bed.

Shiyu Lianyi raised an eyebrow in surprise, “Gongsun, I was just about to remind you to get ready for action.”

“What a coincidence?” he leaped from the cramped bed, putting on his glasses.

“I can’t wait to go save the world.”

Incredibly, he found peace within his heart.

The fears and worries before sleep still lingered, but the confusion and panic had vanished.

He knew what he had to do.

He was clear about why he fought.

Before, he wanted to change a city.

Now, for his partner and friends, for the sake of everyone’s lives, he aimed to change a nation.

With his sword, he faced both demons and gods.