Ji Minghuan nodded, "Yes, yes, I feel my sister likes girls. That day in the park, I saw her whispering with that girl, and I couldn’t stand watching anymore, so I slipped away."
Gu Qiye pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "Young people nowadays are . Actually, if Xiaomai likes girls, we can’t really say anything."
"Alright then. Respect and understanding."
"Respect and understanding."
Gu Qiye shrugged and repeated with a smile. He really didn’t care who his sister liked, as long as she was happy and safe.
After thinking for a while, he finally advised, "Wenyu, if you really awaken your abilities one day, remember to discuss it with your brother. Perhaps I can help."
"Alright, alright, I got it."
Ji Minghuan looked down, playing with his phone.
He thought, if he hadn’t chosen the "Grey Character" path in character creation, but instead chose "Hero," he might have joined the "Mutants Association" by now, following Blue Arc’s lead, steadily advancing his mutant level.
Just like the typical level-up and fight-the-monster scenarios you see in hot-blooded comics.
Being protected by a big brother naturally carries much less pressure than cooperating with him. At least he wouldn’t have to worry about the impact after his identity is exposed, but since he chose the other path, Ji Minghuan didn’t actually regret it.
After all, having a younger brother to care for isn’t really a good thing for the big brother; instead, it would only make the villains who bear grudges against him more rampant, because it means Blue Arc has yet another weakness, like Batman and Robin, Robin always getting kidnapped by the Joker, and Batman having to rush to save him.
After breakfast, Ji Minghuan returned to the hotel with Gu Qiye.
He lay on the big bed in the hotel room, staring at the ceiling lost in thought, organizing the information he gathered that morning:
"Apart from the Salvation Society, there’s another force that the guest Sakurabu mentioned is backed by, and there’s another possibility... that is the Exorcist organization—’Lake Hunting.’
Lake Hunting, led by the Lion Dancer "Lin Xingshi," a team of Chinese Exorcists consisting of four members, each and every one of them is a Tier Three Exorcist, strong enough to rival the Rainbow Wing members.
Rationally speaking, the probability of the other guest coming from ’Lake Hunting’ is far greater than them coming from the ’Salvation Society.’
However... even if there’s only a one-in-ten-thousand chance of someone from the Salvation Society showing up at this auction, Ji Minghuan must find out the identity of this guest.
The current situation doesn’t allow him to miss any opportunity to find the Salvation Society, even if it’s just a tenuous thread, he must grasp it tightly because... it may be the only chance for him to escape safely.
"By the latest, I must rescue myself and Kong Youling from the laboratory together within two months... No one knows what kind of monsters the Salvation Society is nurturing now, or whether they’re developing the world’s strongest and most effective Superpower Inhibitor, wanting to pin me to the bed."
Thinking about this, Ji Minghuan decided to test his current strength.
The capabilities of the No. 1 body are still focused on reconnaissance and tracking; undoubtedly, in terms of combat... the capabilities of the No. 2 body currently far exceed those of No. 1.
Xia Pingzhou’s combat ability is the only thing representing the highest level Ji Minghuan can currently display.
Thus, he slowly closed his eyes, synchronizing his consciousness with Xia Pingzhou.
When he rose from the ground mattress, Ayase Origami’s figure was already absent from the attic, seemingly with no habit of lingering in bed, and the paper pages that had been stuck to the window last night had scattered, drooping onto the floor.
Ji Minghuan went through washing up in the attic’s bathroom, then went downstairs, the old winding staircase creaking.
He descended the stairs, glancing at Ayase Origami sipping coffee and reading haiku, then turned his head towards Oda Takashige, who was already sitting behind the counter reading a newspaper.
"Number 4, do you have some time?" He asked Oda Takashige with a blank expression.
Oda Takashige raised his thick, short eyebrows and slightly lowered his reading glasses, lifting his head from the newspaper.
"What’s the matter... Number 12?" he asked.
"Fight me. I want to test my strength," Ji Minghuan said slowly, looking into his eyes.
Ayase Origami glanced sideways at Xia Pingzhou, her gaze seemed to say: Why is this kitten yawning first thing in the morning?