Chapter 61: Two Kinds of People Beyond Control

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"What does your father being home or not have to do with me?"

Instinctive disgust appeared on Su Yi's face, his tone deepening slightly as he radiated an aura that made people somewhat fearful.

"No, that's not what I meant..." Mu Xiaowei waved her hands repeatedly. She knew Su Yi's triggers very well; how could she step on them out of nowhere, especially when their relationship had only just begun to ease?

"I got a message from my dad yesterday saying his company requires him to go on a business trip over the New Year, and he won't be back until the third day of the lunar new year. Would you like to have New Year's Eve dinner together this year? Aunt Xu misses you a lot too. Ever since you came back from your disappearance, you two have only seen each other once."

The girl's voice was as gentle as possible, her fingers constantly rubbing against the tabletop, glancing at him from time to time for fear of angering Su Yi.

"If he's not around, going back to see Ms. Xu is fine."

Su Yi understood what Mu Xiaowei wanted to say, and he wasn't the overly sentimental type. He had only seen Ms. Xu once since his return, which was indeed a bit too little.

Before running into Lorihi, he had already received many calls from Ms. Xu saying she wanted to see him and have a meal with him. But back then, he had just returned, his state was extremely unstable, and he was a thoroughly dangerous person, so he hadn't agreed.

"That's great! I'll go tell Aunt Xu right now! Let her prepare."

Mu Xiaowei looked slightly excited, taking the "Retro Phone No. 2" out of her little brown bear backpack on the spot, ready to send a text message. But the moment her finger pressed down on the plastic button, before she could even start typing, the phone was snatched away by Su Yi.

"Prepare what?"

"New Year's Eve dinner, of course!"

"I only said I'd go back, I didn't say anything about eating together. Is there any necessary connection between the two?"

"O-Of course there's a connection..." Mu Xiaowei nodded earnestly, but her tone immediately shifted: "Do you have other arrangements?"

"I don't really have any arrangements. Compared to gathering and eating together, I still prefer staying in a place by myself."

Su Yi glanced at Lorihi, who was squatting in the corner next to him, continuously flipping through a dictionary.

A New Year's Eve dinner was all about sentimentality, but Su Yi had long had that sentimentality ground out of him in the wasteland. Besides, eating New Year's Eve dinner and staying up to welcome the new year took an unknown amount of time.

He couldn't possibly have Lorihi hanging outside the window again, or standing invisible by the table watching them eat. That would feel too weird, and thinking about it made her seem quite pathetic.

Although the girl currently looked very stable, with a soft personality, no temper, and a high degree of obedience to orders, that was only because she was by his side, restrained by the title of Sequence Two.

If the leash were loosened even slightly, and the personality of a wastelander were displayed, the heavily armed, well-trained soldiers holding ranged energy weapons who were still slaughtered in the laboratory would be the best proof.

Any random stress response Lorihi had toward the people of Blue Star would be fatal, not to mention that she herself was an existence comparable to a nuclear bomb—extremely dangerous.

"We can watch the Spring Festival Gala together, wouldn't it be more fun with more people?"

Mu Xiaowei squeezed out a clumsy excuse, though she knew very well in her heart that the Spring Festival Gala wasn't very attractive.

In recent years, it was either all of us making dumplings together or internet buzzwords. Previously, the Gala used to create internet buzzwords, but now the Gala desperately recycled stale memes.

It was so boring...

Just as Mu Xiaowei was frantically brewing reasons in her heart,

the sound of high heels echoed from outside the door.

"Mu Xiaowei, He Cheng, Su Yi, the three of you, come outside for a moment."

Before the old phone could be returned, Teacher Meng Xi, wearing her usual little suit, walked to the classroom door on her long, black-stockinged legs and beckoned to them.

"Don't forget to bring your study supplies and the books you'll need next."

The students in the class turned their heads one after another, looking at the three of them who sat consecutively, their gazes slightly unusual. Ever since that physical examination day, they had been called out many times, and that curiosity of wanting to know what on earth was happening was growing increasingly intense.

However, under Meng Xi's sweeping gaze, no one dared to ask.

Su Yi was also somewhat puzzled. They had just arrived at school, and their chairs were still cold; he had no idea what they were going to do.

The three of them looked at each other.

Without saying much, they packed their things, and Su Yi called out to Lorihi as they walked out of the classroom.

At this moment, the back row was empty, leaving a large blank space. Lu Guoguo, the sole remaining member of the former "Back Row F4," turned her head to look at her side, feeling somewhat unhappy. Yet right at this moment, someone sidled over to tease her.

"I heard through the grapevine that Su Yi and the others have exceptional talent and were chosen to go cultivate immortality... Guoguo, you sat so close to them, why weren't you chosen?"

The total number of people chosen in the entire school added up to ten, and their class alone accounted for three!

According to rumors and probability, those window seats in the back row had already reached the level of a blessed cave-heaven; that was undeniably holy ground contested by immortals.

Quite a few people in the class had already decided to choose those seats for the next seating arrangement. Mu Xiaowei and Su Yi had good grades so competition with them wouldn't be too intense, but He Cheng and Lu Guoguo's seats were definitely worth considering.

However, since Lu Guoguo hadn't absorbed any of that proximity advantage, the appeal of this seat dropped significantly—unless the person themselves was useless.

"Mind your own business! I'm just developing, playing the pig to eat the tiger, and disguising my own strength. I wouldn't deign to get mixed up in this kind of thing anyway."

Lu Guoguo crossed her arms and said with annoyance, waving her hand to chase away the people gossiping beside her.

She was already in a terrible mood, and having these people talk about it made her feel even worse.

It was fine if Mu Xiaowei was chosen; Xiaowei was both pretty and good at studying.

Su Yi was also good at studying. Even though he had a fierce temper and looked terrifying, he also had a record of saving people.

But why on earth was this unreliable bastard He Cheng selected? This guy was definitely just making up the numbers.

......

"Achoo—"

Walking down the corridor, hit by a cold wind, He Cheng couldn't help scratching his nose. "Brother Yi, how come I feel like someone is talking about me behind my back?"

"Isn't it normal to be talked about by people?"

Su Yi nodded in agreement. He felt like he was being watched every single day—pins and needles on his back, a fishbone stuck in his throat—especially walking into school today with a bad premonition in his heart.

Who knew what was going on.

He could only temporarily attribute it to the anxiety brought about by the exposure of his supernatural abilities.

Meng Xi led them all the way from the senior high school's "Zhengde Building," taking a large detour to the "Body Sculpting Building" usually used for physics and chemistry laboratory classes, and brought them all the way to the top floor, guiding them into a small classroom.

At this moment, seven people were sitting inside—they were precisely the students who had awakened supernatural abilities. They sat at individual desks far apart from one another. As an experimental building and a place for visiting leaders, the environment was much better than the regular teaching buildings. Equipment like the projector was brand new, the curtains had no light leaks, and the floor was even made of wood.

Xu Chen, whose injuries had not yet fully healed, was inside the classroom handing out books to everyone's desks.

Seeing this situation, Su Yi expanded his perception. There were fifteen special forces operatives sitting in the surrounding rooms, and Lie Chengzuo, who had been responsible for the command work that night, was personally stationed there. He had already guessed roughly what was going on in his heart.

The laboratory was gone.

And students who had just awakened their abilities couldn't just be left to their own devices, so they had to be separately arranged within the school to avoid accidents.

The window seat in the second row from the back was still there.

Su Yi hurried over to it. This time he had brought fewer books, so Lorihi had to bury her entire body beneath the desk, sitting against the wall on the wooden floor.

Sure enough, before long, Xu Chen began introducing himself to everyone.

"Hello, students, my name is Xu Chen. We already met at the laboratory. Out of safety considerations, to protect everyone, and also to protect the other students at Luo City High School, the school has established Special Class One."

"Last night, Mr. Xidai should have made things very clear to everyone. Ability users are a scarce resource for Great Xia, and we very much hope you will use your abilities to contribute to Great Xia."

Hearing this, the students led by He Cheng immediately showed exceptionally excited expressions.

They were scarce resources after all, and a name like "Special Class One" sounded far too grand, thoroughly satisfying their vanity.

"Of course, if you want to obtain academic qualifications, the authorities will not interfere, but you must certainly abide by the corresponding regulatory ordinances."

They all appeared immensely euphoric; as for matters like academic qualifications, no one cared anymore.

Could you be a hero and still study? Study my ass!

The atmosphere became slightly heated.

"Of course, if you want to obtain academic qualifications, the authorities will not interfere, but you must certainly abide by the corresponding regulatory ordinances, and you must abide by them for the rest of your lives. I will explain this to you in detail shortly."

Hearing that becoming an ability user meant being regulated by the state for the rest of their lives, the students instantly felt as though a basin of cold water had been poured over them, leaving a stifling blockage in their hearts.

Su Yi had anticipated this long ago. Great Xia refused to even acknowledge the existence of ability users, so how could they possibly let them do as they pleased?

That would be far too dangerous; it wouldn't do, not even for the sake of ordinary people's lives.

This was also why Su Yi wanted to pretend he had no abilities.

"Teacher! Are there any ability users who can ignore regulation?" Suddenly, a student raised a question.

"Oh? That's indeed a good question. In reality, there are indeed people who are not subject to state supervision."

Xu Chen smiled, raising his eyes to sweep across the crowd before him.

"Who is that?"

These words instantly aroused the students' curiosity.

"So far, I have seen two kinds."

"One kind is like Great Xia's Valkyrie, becoming the only officially recognized ability user. Her actions are unrestricted, and she is in a cooperative relationship with the authorities."

The Valkyrie?

Just hearing the name sounded formidable, but she seemed a bit out of reach for them.

"Teacher, what about the second kind?"

Speaking of the second kind, Xu Chen paused, his expression turning solemn. "The second kind... is someone who can effortlessly kill an S-class wanted criminal, infiltrate a heavily guarded laboratory without anyone knowing, and safely escape under the encirclement and suppression of the special forces."

"If you also have the confidence to pull that off, dare to endure the wanted pursuit of the special forces, and can disguise yourself so that we cannot find your true identity—"

"Then no one will be able to regulate you either."