"I overheard the constable telling his subordinates that if any superhumans want to live normal lives, they should be protected." Qiu Wuji appeared beside Chu Ge, following him home, and whispered, "Your country has a lot of human touch."
Chu Ge's previous worries were largely dispelled by this, and he smiled happily, "That's right, that's called putting people first. Thinking about it, it makes sense. Most superhuman abilities aren't necessarily dangerous, and most people are used to a comfortable life. Wanting to live a good life is perfectly normal, there's no need to make a fuss about it."
"Hmm… their cultivation is strange, it seems like they're specifically cultivating a superhuman ability, rather than a systematic cultivation."
Superhuman abilities and immortal cultivation are certainly different… Chu Ge found a key point in this: "Their superhuman abilities can be trained?"
"Yes, you can see the marks of training, it's very obvious. The same ability can have vastly different strengths; being able to pass through a wooden door and being able to pass through a wall are two completely different things." "Wearing thick steel is one thing, but this ability will undergo a qualitative change at a certain level, such as—ignoring defenses? Harmonizing with the five elements? These are all directions worth anticipating." Chu Ge pondered, "It seems this so-called spiritual awakening isn't something that happens overnight; it's starting to have a certain system." Qiu Wuji turned to look at him, then suddenly smiled, "Have you ever considered that you might have unintentionally awakened a special power without even realizing it?" Chu Ge paused, "Could it be... the manifestation of imagination?" Qiu Wuji shook her head, "It's unknowable. If it really is this kind of ability... the power of a deity? It's beyond my comprehension; I dare not speculate. Perhaps you'll know for sure when you've cultivated and can experience and control your own power."
"Hmm." Chu Ge sighed, "But it seems like it will take a very, very long time. Right now, let alone starting, I haven't even met the basic physical requirements. Even if I train well, it won't be a matter of a day or two." Qiu Wuji bit her lower lip, lowered her head, and walked without answering.
Chu Ge was preoccupied with his thoughts and didn't notice her unusual behavior. Not long after returning to his rented room, Chu Ge glanced at the apartment across the hall and muttered to himself, "This neighbor..." Qiu Wuji said coldly, "She's lethal, not an ordinary person. Now she's being targeted, which might cause us trouble. I'm thinking of forcing her to leave..." Chu Ge hesitated, recalling what Zhang Qiren had said—that she had been a game streamer, but failed.
Actually, she was just someone who wanted an ordinary life, but hadn't succeeded.
He sighed softly and said, "It would indeed be better to let her leave. But we need to be strategic. If you directly force her, wouldn't that reveal your extraordinary abilities, or something like erasing her memories?" Qiu Wuji pondered for a moment, also feeling a headache coming on: "It's indeed not easy to handle... Should we observe for now and wait for an opportunity?"
"Yeah. Anyway, it's not like someone will accidentally wander into the neighbor's apartment every time. Theoretically, it's not our problem." Chu Ge stopped worrying and opened the door to go inside.
Once inside the rented room and the door closed, both of them quickly felt a sense of isolation from the outside world. Chu Ge sighed comfortably and smiled, "This is home." Qiu Wuji smiled slightly.
"It's still early. I'll go write some words first, then exercise."
"Wait a minute," Qiu Wuji asked, "Teach me how to look up recipes or cooking videos first."
"Oh, I'll teach you how to use Baidu first. You can search for any unfamiliar terms directly, like this..." Chu Ge moved closer to her, opened his laptop, and typed in "Qiu Wuji."
The first page displayed several poems related to this word, including the complete phrase "水随天去秋无际" (Water follows the sky, autumn is boundless).
Qiu Wuji's beautiful eyes sparkled.
This is truly a top-tier magical artifact; even the cultivation world doesn't have something like this.
Why didn't you tell me you had this sooner? I thought your computer was only for writing books! If I'd had this earlier, I could have avoided so much guesswork! "That's right, things weren't so great before. His computer was his go-to tool; he was practically rooted to it, sitting there all day. It's only now that things are better."
Chu Ge gestured to a few more examples, like, "How do you make fried rice?"
Instantly, a whole bunch of results appeared, including video tutorials.
"It's practically a miracle!" Qiu Wuji exclaimed, overjoyed.
Chu Ge cautioned, "Don't blindly trust everything here. This isn't authoritative; it's just information from different people, only for reference."
Qiu Wuji replied, "I have my own judgment."
Chu Ge gave her a questioning look before moving on to the next example: "For live streaming or videos… well, let's use Bilibili for now, like this…"
Qiu Wuji sat in front of the computer, and Chu Ge sat right next to her, demonstrating. They were very close, able to smell each other's scent.
But neither seemed to notice much; this level of closeness felt perfectly normal.
Even the significance of Qiu Wuji looking up recipes seemed strange at this moment. Because she had given all the stolen money to Chu Ge, covering not only several months' worth of room and board but also his phone and computer bills, she no longer needed to cook for him to pay rent.
But both of them forgot this.
It wasn't until after the lesson, when Chu Ge was back in his room typing, that he realized he could have easily taken advantage of her, like holding her hand and moving the mouse. She was focused on learning and probably wouldn't have noticed that… Ugh, how stupid of him.
Over there, Qiu Wuji watched Chu Ge leave, opened the search bar, and thought for a while. The first thing she did wasn't search for recipes, but slowly typed with one finger: "Can WeChat transfers leave no trace?"
The results made her frown. It only showed how to delete traces on the phone, but didn't say how to prevent the police from using other methods to investigate. It seemed best to trust Chu Ge; it was highly likely they could find out.
Her source of income was cut off.
After thinking for a moment, she typed in another question: "What do I do if the female lead escapes from the book?"
The first result showed a completely identical question posted by an anonymous person, word for word.
A highly-rated reply: "Fifty yuan shipping included to solve your problem."
The anonymous questioner seemed to have broken down, replying: "Would you like a key made?"
Qiu Wuji glanced at the question's posting time, a smile unconsciously curving her lips.
This anonymous questioner is probably typing away next door, judging by their exasperated expression.
So, you can meet here too.
She thought again, and finally searched: "Where is the Miracle Nightclub?"
This was a phrase she'd pulled from the mind of that wall-walker; even Chu Ge didn't know when she'd used it.
The address appeared on Baidu Maps, and Qiu Wuji silently memorized it.
Chu Ge wasn't keen on getting involved himself, so he wouldn't go directly. He could always find a suitable opportunity to secretly spy on things.
But this computer is really interesting; it's like a kaleidoscope, containing all the worlds within it.
Qiu Wuji scrolled down the page with great interest, her eyes gradually becoming fixed on the view.
Because her search keywords included "nightclub," the current page displayed some strange things—things like "apricot slaves" and "training"—all terms from the demonic sect.
It really is the demonic realm.
Qiu Wuji clicked on something almost unconsciously, but a huge security alert popped up on the screen, startling her so much that she immediately closed the browser. "Won't this computer burn out?"
"Never mind, I'll watch some cooking videos instead."
Qiu Wuji opened a video website, searched for a video, and started staring blankly again.
"Why are all these videos showing women wearing only underwear?"
"Are you teaching me how to cook?"
"Really..." Qiu Wuji stared at the video, her gaze wandering, her mind drifting elsewhere.
Perhaps, for someone accustomed to this kind of environment, these things are really normal...
... Evening.
Chu Ge wrote another chapter and a half, then went out to stretch his muscles, planning to go for another run.
He'd just gone for a run that morning, and logically, he shouldn't have run too much since he'd just started resuming his exercise routine. But now that he had some free time, the first thing he wanted to do was continue exercising, regardless of whether it was effective or not.
He felt a sense of urgency.
He took off his coat and was about to get on the treadmill when he suddenly realized something was wrong.
It was already past five o'clock, and Qiu Wuji was still in his room?
As if hearing his movements outside, Qiu Wuji rushed out with a slight panic: "Ah, I forgot the time, it's time to cook." Chu Ge smiled understandingly; everyone had been through this: "I didn't expect our Sect Leader Qiu to get so engrossed in the internet that he couldn't get out."
"No way!" Qiu Wuji stubbornly insisted, "I just learned a few more dishes."
"Good, good." Chu Ge smiled: "Looking forward to your new skills."
Qiu Wuji hesitated for a moment: "You went running again?"
"Yeah, I felt like time was running out."
"Is the soreness better?"
"No, it hurts even more." Qiu Wuji pursed his lips and remained silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Stop running, sit down here."
Chu Ge: "?"
Qiu Wuji calmly said: "I'll treat your blood circulation."
Chu Ge: "!!!"
"Then why the expression?" Qiu Wuji said stiffly: "You have a sense of urgency, how could I not? Actually, the progress you were worried about before can be accelerated a lot. I can not only treat your blood circulation, but also open up..." "With the eight extraordinary meridians nourishing the five internal organs, you can begin cultivation directly. It's just a mortal body; how much trouble can conditioning it take?" Chu Ge stared in disbelief: "Then why did you make me run and exercise for two days..." Qiu Wuji turned her head: "I wanted you to start from scratch steadily. Getting things too easily will lead to restlessness and agitation, which will be detrimental to your future state of mind." Chu Ge glared at her irritably for a while, then suddenly thought of something and asked, "Will this shorten your time in this realm?" Qiu Wuji hesitated for a moment, then forced himself to say, "No."
"Don't lie to me, you definitely will." Chu Ge turned and walked away, "Forget it, I'll practice myself."
"So long-winded!" Qiu Wuji suddenly became angry, grabbed Chu Ge, flipped him over, straddled him, and gave him a beating: "Pretend, pretend! You clearly want to, but you have to act all righteous! I don't want you playing the good guy! Hypocrisy is the most annoying thing!"
"Ouch, help! It hurts! It hurts!" Fists rained down on his back, which somehow turned into gentle caresses.
The cries of pain gradually turned into groans.
Vast and pure immortal spiritual power seeped into his body, warming his muscles, smoothing his meridians, and regulating his internal organs.
Chu Ge felt as if he were in a celestial paradise, so comfortable that he felt like he was floating on clouds, almost ascending to heaven.
To be honest, there wasn't much ambiguity involved. Even sending out balloons would be more suggestive... even casual contact in a regular massage parlor would be more suggestive, but ambiguity only exists in the heart.
As dusk settled, the lights remained off indoors, casting shadows of a lone man and woman.
A delicate hand lightly caressed her bare back, a subtle fragrance wafting through the air.
Silence spoke volumes.
…City Bureau.
Lin Wuyang, who had been working overtime until now, stretched his limbs. A knock came at the door: "Hello, Section Chief Lin, this is Gu Ruoyan."
"Please come in, Director Gu." Lin Wuyang casually handed her a printed document: "The materials you requested are mostly complete; the electronic version has been sent to your email."
"Thank you very much, Section Chief Lin, for your hard work."
"It's nothing. Your editorial office's directory is finished; it's an important internal record for us." Gu Ruoyan glanced at the document in her hand, then suddenly smiled: "Section Chief Lin, is there anything missing here?"
Lin Wuyang… Yang said frankly, "It's impossible to know everything. Today, we unexpectedly caught the wall-walker and managed to pry some of his accomplices' identities and abilities out of him, which is enough to give us a rough idea of what to do. Further understanding will be a long and painstaking process, and new people could appear at any time." Gu Ruoyan shook her head and smiled, "I'm not referring to those things; we never expected to know everything about them." Lin Wuyang asked curiously, "Then what are they?" Gu Ruoyan smiled, "Section Chief Lin himself." Lin Wuyang: "Uh..." Gu Ruoyan casually picked up the pen on the table and added a paragraph at the bottom of the document.
*List of Superpowered Individuals*:
Name: Lin Wuyang.
Position: Section Chief of the Special Affairs Section, Nanjiang City Bureau.
Ability: Forced Truth Telling—When activated, this ability forces the other party to tell the truth.
Development Level: Weak.
Nature: Support Type.
Potential Assessment (Tentative): B.