Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 452 - 452 2 Negative Aptitude and Malignancy

452: Chapter 2 Negative Aptitude and Malignancy 452: Chapter 2 Negative Aptitude and Malignancy The events began two weeks ago.

No, on further reflection, there had already been signs during the final days on Zero Island.

He had felt an inexplicable chill in his body, a penetrating coldness in his bones, but at that time, he had dismissed it as nothing more than a chill from the air conditioning.

In fact, this cold sensation had not caused any real damage…

It wasn’t until two weeks ago that Shiyu Ling departed from the City of the Sky and began her personal journey.

That night, Gongsun Ce realized his emotions had become unstable.

Another week later, he began to sporadically fall into a state of extreme mental tension.

These intensely abnormal behaviors came and went quickly, but once they occurred, he became as anxious and fragile as before, afraid of light, his entire body cold, like a severely autistic patient at the end of his tether.

Feeling deeply troubled by his condition, he finally sought the help of Yan Qi proactively.

“What’s wrong with me?” Gongsun Ce asked, “How could I have deteriorated so severely?”

“You should be thankful that these are the only symptoms so far!” Yan Qi scoffed, “Do you know what you’ve done?

You interacted face-to-face with the highest level of contamination without any protective measures.

It’s like a droplet of water trying to chat with the sun; you’re lucky you weren’t instantly evaporated by His mercy!”

Gongsun Ce shivered, deeply agreeing with the analogy.

Those existences’ powers were beyond his reach, so potent that even if they crumbled the earth, he wouldn’t be too shocked.

He only had one doubt.

“Why didn’t this happen when I communicated with the others?” Gongsun Ce said, “Including the Final Sword, I’ve talked with four of them, by all means, I should’ve gone mad by now.”

He didn’t mention the King of Destiny.

The Final Sword and Mr.

Lan had both been rather friendly.

Uncharacteristically, this time Yan Qi didn’t respond with “None of your business.” Pinching his chin, he dragged out his words, “The King of Destiny used a mental projection, and that so-called Mr.

Lan must have used a similar method, mere avatars.

As for the Final Sword…

have you forgotten what you really are?”

Gongsun Ce thought for a moment, then said, “A seed of the Silent King?”

“Exactly!

You were highly contaminated ten years ago, and you can use the Spell granted by the Final Sword directly; why fear this little erosion?” Yan Qi laughed, “Now do you understand why they kept you up in the heavens?”

Now you’re not telling me not to ask?

Well, it makes sense; I’m already corrupted, and hiding the critical information is pointless now.

Superpower users are of the Dragon Species…

when they rage, the dragons come…

those first few locked up were “highest risk”…

Gongsun Ce grimaced, “Kardesia and my elder brother…

are they also seeds of some King?

A slight mishap in control would trigger the corresponding Monarch Level Dragon Disaster?”

“I used to think so,” Yan Qi grabbed a bunch of grapes, tossing them into his mouth one by one, “Thanks to your brave adventure, it’s now damn well confirmed.”

“The heads of state not killing us all is truly an act of great mercy,” Gongsun Ce sincerely said.

“Use your brain, Gongsun.

What good would killing you do?

Who could guarantee that after Gongsun Ce dies, there wouldn’t be another seed?” Yan Qi spat out a grape skin disdainfully, “Not to mention, just by studying your abilities, the output of this city in a year is enough for the whole world’s population.

The three Monarch Dragons that have truly been killed, weren’t all of you Superpower Users the main force in combat?

Without you and the artificial gods, who would stand against the Void Light Dragon?”

“Don’t we still have Orianna and Qin Ming?”

“Who knows who that fool Qin Ming might strike,” Yan Qi said derisively, “Besides, by the time those two get here, Zero Island would have long been gone!”

Gongsun Ce felt there was some truth to that.

Back then, he had drawn the Final Sword, making it hard to say whether Qin Ming wouldn’t have leaped at the chance for a duel had he arrived early at the scene.

But Gongsun Ce still felt something was off.

Calculating quickly in his mind, he immediately realized the source of his unease.

“No, that’s not right, Yan Qi,” Gongsun Ce scratching his head, said, “I calculated carefully, back then it was me, my elder martial sister, and Flowing Flame fighting as the main force against Shiyu Genmi’s enhanced Void Light Dragon.

I held the Final Sword which definitely involved the Creation Realm’s effort, my elder martial sister got Yidou Nengmai to descend which was roughly the same, and the Number Two Machine might not match up to my big brother but could also neutralize the giant dragon phenomenon, our team could roughly count as two and a half Creation Realms.”

“If two and a half Creation Realms could barely handle Shiyu Genmi combined with the Void Light Dragon!

Then by normal calculations, three Creator Realm Mages should be able to securely handle one Monarch Dragon.

It’s already the tenth year of the 21st century, what were humans doing twenty centuries ago?!”

Upon hearing this, Yan Qi looked at him with a mix of condescension usually reserved for the intellectually disabled.

“I don’t answer stupid questions.

Shiyu kid!”

While Shiyu Lianyi was trying to pacify the eager disciple who wanted to punch his master, she said, “Gongsun, how many people are there in the world now?”

Gongsun Ce did not hesitate to answer, “Over six billion.”

“And, how many people were there in the world one hundred and ten years ago?” Shiyu Lianyi asked with a smile.

Gongsun Ce paused, recalling his history lessons, and said uncertainly, “Around 1.7 billion?”

“That’s correct.

In 1800 there were about 900 million, in 1700 about 600 million.

The total population 300 years ago was one tenth of what it is now.” Shiyu Lianyi casually pulled up relevant data on her phone for him to see, “The invention of the train was in the early 19th century, and the automobile was at the end of the 19th century.

In the 18th-century Morton Country, under normal circumstances, travel relied mainly on horse-drawn carriages, and international communication depended on sailing boats, taking months.”