She was very curious who drew it, and everyone boisterously pointed at Ji Minghuan, saying that every day you were not here, he was drawing this on the blackboard.
At that ti Ji Minghuan didn't say anything, just propping his chin on his hand and looking out the window, as if he didn't care at all about what was happening in the classroom.
Ti returned to the present, and Kong Youling looked up from the spotted cat on her notebook and t Ji Minghuan's gaze.
"Now we're the sa," Ji Minghuan's lips curled slightly, thinking, "In every sense, we're the sa... I'm also a Superpower User now, an oddity just like you."
To be honest, he wasn't sure if Kong Youling could understand the aning he wanted to convey through the patterns he drew, after all, it was sowhat stream-of-consciousness, but that didn't matter.
Ji Minghuan tilted his head, staring at her for a good while.
She seed to still be imrsed in the scene where he was electrocuted earlier, her gaze a bit dazed, her pale eyelids slightly red.
"Don't worry, the electricity won't kill , I've been shocked many tis jumping around in here before, I'm used to it," Ji Minghuan paused, furrowing his brow, "Why are you crying?"
She was silent for a mont, then wrote: "If I hadn't co to see you, things wouldn't be like this."
"Co on, are you a grade schooler? How can this be your fault?" Ji Minghuan was stunned, "Oh no... we're both grade schoolers."
He let out a deep sigh, emphasizing, "Even if you didn't co to see , I would co to see you, understand?"
The girl nodded.
Ji Minghuan propped his chin on his hand, his gaze slowly drifting away from the girl's face, casually saying, "Don't look at with that expression, you know I don't like this heavy atmosphere. It might be a long ti before we et again, so why don't we talk about sothing else... Hmm, let's chat about sothing interesting."
After this, the two chatted casually for a bit, and then a group of people in white lab coats ca in, saying their eting ti was over.
Ji Minghuan sat quietly in his chair, raised a hand to tug at the corner of his mouth, made a funny face at Kong Youling, and waved a hand to bid farewell.
Seeing Ji Minghuan's funny face, Kong Youling slightly curled her lips.
She took a long look at Ji Minghuan, then turned around and left with the group of people in white coats.
In the corridor, the ntor walked towards them with hands behind his back, ca in and sat opposite Ji Minghuan, replacing Kong Youling.
At this mont, the white-haired girl's silhouette was swallowed by layers of isolation doors.
Ji Minghuan withdrew his gaze, crossed his legs, and lowered his head to play with his fingernails.
The ntor took a sip from the thermos cup and then said, "If you perform well, you might et again in the future."
"Oh."
"So? Now that you've seen her, do you believe us? We truly didn't harm her."
Ji Minghuan leaned back in his chair, not even looking at his face, indifferently mocking, "You guys really are... saints at heart. Locking an eleven-year-old girl here, just not harming her makes you very proud. Your moral boundaries are really flexible enough."
The ntor smiled, "Actually, if you hadn't ntioned it, I often forget you're only twelve."
"Why?"
"You always give the impression that you're pretending to be soone you're not. What ordinary twelve-year-old boy thinks so much?"
"Isn't it possible that I'm a fool disguised as clever? I'm just a normal kid, just foolish to the extent that makes you think I appear to be a bit smart."
"If that's really the case, that would be good," the ntor said, "I listened to your conversation today and was wondering if there's a possibility that you haven't awakened your superpower because the Prophet's prediction was wrong."
Ji Minghuan's eyes brightened, and he looked up at him to ask, "So you guys believe I'm an ordinary person now?"
"No," the ntor shook his head, teasingly saying, "It's possible you're not a Superpower User, but that doesn't an you're an ordinary person."
"Why?" Ji Minghuan raised an eyebrow, following his train of thought and continuing to ask, "Could it be there are other superhuman beings in the world besides Superpower Users?"
"Of course there are," the ntor said calmly, "I suspect you actually belong to another superhuman race, and our experints on you all along have been completely misguided."
"And what are these other superhuman races you speak of?"
"Let's leave it for today. I'll tell you about the other superhuman races tomorrow when you're up."
"Alright." Ji Minghuan shrugged. Actually, he had known since creating a ga character that there were two other superhuman races in addition to Superpower Users.
Though he only knew one race was called "Anecdote Envoy," he still didn't know what the other superhuman race was called.
If he could learn this information from the ntor, that would indeed be a good thing, making it easier for him to refer to during the next character creation.
"By the way, can I ask you a question?" Ji Minghuan suddenly asked while the ntor was still seated.
"Go ahead."
"Since you know I will destroy the world..." Ji Minghuan paused, looking up to stare at the ntor, "Why don't you just kill ?"
"We have our reasons."
"Oh..." Ji Minghuan stared at him, casually saying, "What's the point of taking a deep breath? If I really have that kind of power, if my power runs out of control and destroys this facility, would you regret it?"
"Do you want to hear the truth?" the ntor asked, staring at him.
"Go ahead."
"We're not killing you precisely because of that. Superpower Users may unleash potential far exceeding their capabilities when close to death; no one knows what could happen if we make a move against you, so we cannot kill you, we can only try to control you."
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