'Pay attention, the man in front of you, which is , is nad Yang Ming.'
'I am an ordinary human from Earth. Due to so fateful encounters and coincidences, I have achieved a tiny bit of success within the Milky Way's human civilization family.'
'This is a heartfelt confession, so there's no need to worry about leaks.'
'The young man with golden hair you are now seeing is just one of my false identities.'
'I have co to Levi Star with a daunting mission; I must quickly enhance my strength and status, get close to the rulers of Levi Star, and then accomplish the simple task of deicide.'
'Yes, I'm here to destroy this place.'
'There is no empathy between the humans here and , and I have no affection for the Thought Bodies here, even though I will use my finest acting skills and utmost sincerity to blend into this unfamiliar environnt.'
'I believe I will succeed, because I'm not fighting alone, I... why am I not fighting alone! Why can't I fight alone! Why! Why do I have such freeloader-like unknown life forms popping up around ! Why am I subjected to this here! Ah! The Thought Bodies here are crazy! They're all freaking lunatics! Ah! Let out! Let out!
'I quit this mission!'
'Calm... ah, calm...'
'When did the disaster begin?'
Yang Ming looked at himself in the mirror, and waves of mory data surged in his mind.
At that ti, he had just entered the City of Light and was sent to the Awakener's initial training base, number 7429.
...
In the dical room, several staff mbers in white coats surrounded the brown-haired boy tied to the bed, constantly discussing sothing.
Yang Ming yawned sleepily.
He was truly tired, wanting to take a nap to regain his energy, but his ability 'Wall Hanging' wouldn't allow it.
The blond boy with delicate features, nad Kabuba, stood nervously to the side, as if he was really a good friend.
"Kabuba, right?" a female staff mber said gently, "You should go back to rest, he needs to wait here a bit longer, we need to figure out the trigger of his ability."
"I'm fine here," Edwan Kabuba hurriedly replied, "I'm very good friends with him, I'm worried about him."
Yang Ming imdiately said, "No worries, you can go back."
"No need," Edwan Kabuba said seriously, "I feel at ease watching over you."
Wait, since when did we get so familiar?
Speaking so affectionately, people might easily think we have so bromance going on!
A staff mber nearby chuckled, "I really envy your friendship."
"Then Kabuba, you can sit over here. Daru, how are you feeling now?"
Yang Ming said, "Well... it's okay, overall, there's no particular feeling. It's not like I'm nervous, but rather when I want to sleep, the ability suddenly activates."
"Did you say anything before losing control of your ability?"
"He didn't," Edwan Kabuba added from the side, "I can vouch for that."
"Were you thinking of anything?"
Yang Ming shook his head, saying, "I was just thinking of getting so sleep because it took a long ti from the hospital, and I'm already a bit tired."
Sigh, he's still not sarcastic enough to say hurtful things to people's faces.
After all, there's no deep-seated hatred against these people.
The female staff mber adjusted her glasses, the lenses reflecting slightly:
"In theory, when an Awakener just awakens, chances of triggering an ability are random but follow certain patterns, such as high nerve tension inducing abilities, which relates to cerebral cortex activity, or needing so specific actions to put the body in a particular state.
"I once encountered a little girl who had to shout 'Transform into White Magic' to manifest her ability.
"Because before awakening, she firmly believed she was a White Mage — a character from a cartoon.
"You surely have a similar trigger."
Just as Yang Ming was about to speak.
Kabuba anxiously said, "Could it be related to sleeping? You want to sleep, then end up hanging upside down? Oh dear, what should we do! Oh, Daru, poor Daru, do you have to sleep hanging from the ceiling?"
"Don't worry, your friend will be fine," the staff reassured him, "You're really a good kid."
"No, no, Daru is the good kid."
"Your upcoming training is about learning to control this ability."
Kabuba hastily asked, "Will this training be very exhausting?"
"Of course, wanting to beco an Awakener who protects regular people ans shedding sweat and tears."
"Daru will surely endure it..."
Yang Ming watched from the side as the golden-haired boy chatted enthusiastically with the staff.
If it weren't for the genuine concern in his eyes, Yang Ming would likely suspect this was a cunning boy using this opportunity to get close with the staff.
Finally, Yang Ming found a chance to speak, "I'll sleep here tonight."
The staff nodded, glanced at the experintal equipnt, then started chatting around the golden-haired boy.
Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly. As drowsiness hit him, the one tied to the hospital bed was already getting drowsy.
This feeling is similar to sleeping on one's stomach; it's a bit odd, but not unbearable.
As he closed his eyes, a series of characters flashed across Yang Ming's mind's eye. It was a greeting ssage from Lyu. Due to the different ti flow inside and outside, the ssage had to be simple enough for Yang Ming to read completely.
[Everything is normal.]
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