Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 83 - 83 5 Can You See It

83: Chapter 5 Can You See It?

83: Chapter 5 Can You See It?

The blue-haired Hunter stared fixedly at the martial artist before her.

He was the man who had ruthlessly defeated her ten days ago.

The battle maniac of the Yong Guang Empire, the senseless dual-blade wielder, the dusky-colored warrior, the world’s most evil duelist…

he had many titles, yet most people often referred to him as…

Ming Guest.

She had once heard a rumor.

It was said that Ming Guest would stop at nothing to enjoy battle, even if it meant agreeing to an enemy’s request.

Shiyu Ling sighed, “Ah…

so it was some fool obsessed with so-called kinship who made a deal with you…”

“His Impermanence Skill isn’t pretty, but it’s useful.” Ming Guest tilted his head slightly, as if recalling the previous battle, “That Shiyu went all out, he was worried he wouldn’t perform well and I wouldn’t keep the promise.”

“…Disgusting.”

Ming Guest raised an eyebrow.

He didn’t hear words of empathy but rather a curse like a demon’s murmuring from the abyss.

“What kinship…

a bunch of lab rats under torment, deliberately fostered with a sense of kinship and empathy to prevent them from escaping alone during combat missions, artificially defined as brothers and sisters to create a sense of belonging…

Being called sister by such a disgusting alien, just thinking about it makes me want to vomit!”

The disgust on Shiyu Ling’s face didn’t seem pretentious.

It appeared that being regarded as the same type as other Shiyus was extremely intolerable for her.

Even if a despised peer saved her life, her mind hadn’t changed much.

Ming Guest wasn’t very surprised.

Impermanence Law Enforcers were such people, the more twisted, bizarre, insane, and different from normal people, the stronger they became.

Because of the bizarre, they could distort the real world with their minds; because of the madness, they could change the rules of the world with their obsessions.

But the more they were like this, the harder it was to create their own world.

Falling into madness was simple, but looking back at the end of insanity or stepping through the deepest part of the Demon Realm was extremely difficult.

“Regaining a human heart, forsaking a human heart, you are more suited for the former.”

Shiyu Ling rolled her eyes.

“What nonsense are you talking?”

Ming Guest seriously said, “I hope you can enter the Creation Realm soon.

That way we can have another fight.”

The Hunter weakly waved her hand.

“I won’t fight you.

I will absolutely not fight a second time with you.”

Ming Guest asked, “What about the gray-haired Dragon Species?”

“—I never want to see him for a second time in my life!!!”

Shiyu Ling shouted angrily.

She turned and walked away quickly, leaving the long-robe man standing alone on the street, dazed.

Ming Guest felt very surprised this time.

He initially wanted to ask for that person’s evaluation of the fight, but unexpectedly, she had left angrily after dropping such a cryptic remark.

He pondered for a long time but could not figure out the reason.

Ming Guest sighed, “Women are strange.”

An elderly man leaning on a cane was waiting for the green light and couldn’t help looking up when he heard this, “You’re absolutely right, young man.”

·

After leaving the fast-food restaurant, Gongsun Ce purposefully walked in the opposite direction of the school, hoping this might help him avoid a second encounter with the long-robe man.

He was currently making a phone call.

“How is it, big brother.”

“Dragging me, a fatty, to your friends’ youthful gathering, don’t you feel awkward because I find it inappropriate.

Use your specialty, think of a way to recruit a beautiful girl into the club.”

Gongsun Ce touched his chest, “I’m scared already.”

A burst of laughter came through the phone, and he suspected that Mo Yuankai was lying on the couch, laughing heartily.

“You won’t be unlucky enough to meet a second Shiyu Ling within a month.”

“I hope so.

How about the thing this morning?”

“Left it to the officials to check, no news is good news.”

“Good then.

I just met a weirdo, wearing a long robe and carrying dual blades wanting to pick a fight, talking like a child.

Also, I need to find Yan Qi for some matters.”

“Go to Cangshou District after eight tonight, I’ll send you the address.”

Gongsun Ce hung up the phone and turned towards the direction of the school.

His big brother meant for him to solve it with Yan Qi.

Besides the strange person, he also needed to consult an expert about his own problems concerning his new heart and the glass bead.

Since February 13th, nearly two weeks had passed, the expert hadn’t said a word.

According to the customs of this city, no news meant nothing had happened.

Ideally, he could enjoy his daily life at peace.

But he couldn’t pretend nothing had happened…

This ambiguous feeling wasn’t new; for a long time after returning to the City of Sky from the Country, he had felt this way.

With previous experience, the young man with gray hair adjusted much quicker this time.

The trick was to keep reminding himself in his mind: Dragon Disasters like this wouldn’t happen once in ten years, he had seen it twice already, his lifetime’s misfortune was already spent, there would be none left for the future.

Now, it was just replacing “twice” with “three times”—like someone struck by lightning three times convincing themselves there wouldn’t be a fourth.

It was perfectly reasonable!

Staying safely in a safe area, one would never be struck by lightning!

How could anything bad happen just enjoying life near the school!

Gongsun Ce patted his face, “Great!

I’ll recruit people at school this afternoon!”

He decided to spend the afternoon trying to recruit people.

He could make a long-handled wooden sign for advertisement, pulling along the relatively friendly Miss Qin to see if there were any courageous students ready to enrich their after-school activities with them.

Kardesia said it would be best to find someone who could sing, but he felt it wasn’t necessary to be so demanding.

It was good enough if they were just willing to have fun; having a particular talent was secondary.