Chapter 118 You've really messed with her.

Tao Yarong recalled that there was a very regular little detail in the process of getting to know Meng Shiwan.

"At the waterworks, my sister beat up Meng Qingyue and Gu Jinchen, and then she showed off her spatial and ice-based abilities right in front of us."

Back then, my sister was icy cold, her eyes terrifyingly chilling. I had no doubt that, given the chance, she could tear those two people to pieces.

But this seemingly indifferent person actually walked up to the three of us, shook hands with us, and introduced himself.

Back then, she was already a multi-elemental powerhouse. Why do you think she shook hands with us? Was she just trying to make friends? That's not her personality at all.

Later, when we went to the Central Hospital with my sister on a mission, we discovered that she also possessed wood-type, lightning-type, and earth-type abilities—yes, the abilities of all three of us!

Are all of these coincidences?

Her analysis was better off not being presented; it left everyone in disbelief.

Those details they hadn't paid attention to are now slowly surfacing in their minds.

Qiu Zhiyi exclaimed, "Yes, yes, after that, when my sister saw me, she took the initiative to shake my hand. I was quite surprised. I thought she admired me. Then, not long after, I saw her use her water-based superpower."

Lei Zhe exclaimed excitedly, "And there's more... When we were downstairs, after I got out of the car, I went to shake hands with Lu Yu. You know they weren't even familiar with each other, so why did I go over and shake hands with Lu Yu?"

Then you saw it, my sister unleashed her fire-based powers.

Anjiewen pondered, "That makes sense now. Everything makes sense. After I grabbed that flying man, I could fly too."

So, it's not that I awakened multiple superpowers, but rather that I awakened a very powerful one that allows me to acquire the same superpower from any other superpowered person I come into contact with.

In the end, their analysis frightened them.

Tao Yarong could no longer find her own voice. "Just how incredible is this superpower? It only requires contact with other superpowered individuals to gain the same superpower from them."

Lei Zhe clicked his tongue, "In other words, my sister's abilities may really be more than ten types. If she can come into contact with other ability users in the future, my sister's abilities will also increase."

"Awesome!"

After analyzing the situation, all they could feel besides shock was these two words.

They had always known that Meng Shiwan was capable, but they never imagined she could be this capable.

This is beyond abnormal or monstrous; they simply can't find the words to describe how awesome Meng Shiwan is.

If Meng Shiwan were allowed to continue growing, they simply couldn't imagine how powerful she would eventually become.

The group stared dumbfounded at the two circular shadows hovering in the air.

They weren't too worried about Meng Shiwan's safety; they were more concerned for the man.

Leaving aside Meng Shiwan's strength, the most important thing is her personality; offending her is like kicking a hornet's nest.

Jiang Peng never expected that this beautiful girl could be as tough as an iron plate.

The moment he saw Meng Shiwan catching up, he had only one thought in his mind: Why could she fly?

Why can she fly?!

Can anyone tell him why this person can fly?

He had clearly followed her all the way and had carefully observed Meng Shiwan's abilities, confirming that she did not possess any wind-based abilities.

Now, however, she flew nimbly behind him, about to catch up with him.

Jiang Peng could only use all his skills to make sharp turns in the air, trying to distance himself from Meng Shiwan in this way.

He was just standing by the window, showing off and mocking Meng Shiwan for not being able to fly and not being able to catch him.

He can't laugh at all now, and he even feels like crying.

Meng Shiwan was already irritable, and seeing this guy twisting and turning in the air, so slippery, made her even more irritable.

She took out a vine seed from her spatial storage, and the vine instantly grew long, swimming nimbly towards Jiang Peng.

Seizing the opportunity, the vines wrapped around one of his feet. Meng Shiwan pulled the vines out and flew towards the rooftop.

Jiang Peng was being dragged along, drifting around in the sky like an unstable kite.

He was shocked. "We agreed on a speed contest, how could you cheat? Let me go, let's have another round."

Meng Shiwan, who was holding him back, silently rolled her eyes. "Idiot!"

Meng Shiwan landed on the rooftop, and vines slithered over Jiang Peng's body, binding him like a rice dumpling. Unable to fly, Jiang Peng was slammed heavily onto the balcony.

The black cube he was holding rolled twice on the ground before lying still.

Meng Shiwan walked forward unhurriedly, bent down to pick up the black cube, weighed it in her hand, and then her gaze fell on Jiang Peng, who was tied up.

"Speak," she said in a flat voice, tinged with a hint of impatience.

Jiang Peng struggled for a while, but found that he really couldn't break free, so he simply gave up and lay obediently on the ground.

He's not really an idiot; he knows he can't escape now, and this woman is unlikely to let him go.

He simply gave up, asking, "What did you say?"

Meng Shiwan looked down at him and said, "Tell me why you snatched this black cube. What is this thing? And who are you? Where did you come from?"

Since this person came to steal it, they should know something about this strange thing.

Ever since Meng Qingyue said that the apocalypse was a trap, and that she was already in the eye of the storm, she even said that the solution to the apocalypse lay with her.

Meng Shiwan's view of this apocalypse is no longer as simple as just struggling to survive.

She always felt as if some conspiracy was lurking around her, yet she couldn't quite grasp any clues.

Jiang Peng leaned against the vines covering him and slumped onto the ground. "What if I don't tell you?"

He's already a prisoner, and whether he'll live is uncertain. He definitely can't leak any secrets before he dies.

Meng Shiwan laughed instead.

The smile on that pretty face was still very attractive.

But the smile didn't reach his eyes, and Jiang Peng felt a chill run down his spine; it was quite unsettling.

He shifted on the ground, trying to ease his discomfort. "What are you laughing at?"

Meng Shiwan slowly walked to his side. "It's okay if you don't tell me. I happen to know a few tricks."

Jiang Peng looked at her warily, "W-what are you going to do?"

For some reason, seeing Meng Shiwan's calm yet suppressed agitation in her eyes made him feel extremely uneasy.

Meng Shiwan took out a few small seeds from her spatial storage. "I'm not a very patient person. I'll ask you one last time, are you going to tell me or not?"

Jiang Peng gritted his teeth, "There's nothing to say, just kill me if you dare."

"That's wishful thinking."

Meng Shiwan scattered a few seeds on him and activated her wood-type ability. The tiny seeds slowly sprouted, their branches both soft and tough, carefully burrowing into the vines binding him and embedding themselves into his body.

A tingling pain spread through Jiang Peng's body, as if something tiny was burrowing into his flesh.