Chapter 7 Zhong Mengfan
I received a secret letter from my superiors. It is unfortunate news that the ranger, known as the strongest legendary hero, died unexpectedly while on a mission.
This ranger was once one of my patients. In fact, because of my work at the superhero headquarters and my superpowers, I have come into contact with many superhero patients.
Mr. Ranger...
I recalled my last meeting with him. He was a very nice person. In the end, he used his power to protect someone who had nothing to do with him.
Unfortunately, in extremely dangerous professions like superheroes, good people who are too selfless usually don't live long.
As an A-rank psychic, I'm also a professional hero. However, because my abilities tend to be auxiliary, I've been working in logistics at Super Hero Headquarters since submitting my application a few years ago. I provide psychological counseling for emotionally unstable and mentally disturbed psychics.
I am very satisfied with my current job and don't want this comfortable life to be disrupted.
I don't know why the headquarters told me the news of Ranger's death right away. After all, my ability can only work on living people and cannot heal external injuries.
Following the instructions on the communicator, I arrived at the 19th floor.
"Xia Ye, you came just in time."
As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I was met by Minister Zhang. His expression was grave. It was obvious that Youxia's sudden death would have a huge impact on the entire professional League of Legends community. Minister Zhang must be feeling overwhelmed.
I nodded slightly at him and said, "Minister Zhang."
Minister Zhang gestured for me to follow him. As we walked, we were the only two people in the long corridor. He said, "The news of this Ranger's death is confidential. But a secret is no longer a true secret once more than two people know it."
The most powerful legendary hero of this era - Ranger, does not refer to a single person, it is a code name with heritage significance.
Ordinary people will not know this because the world needs such an immortal and eternal hero to serve as a beacon of justice.
There's more than one Ranger, as most A-rank heroes and Alliance leaders know. However, the process from the inauguration of each generation of Rangers to the succession is almost entirely secret, so I don't know how many generations of Rangers this one is.
I asked, "I don't know why Minister Zhang asked me to come here." After all, the change of successor of the legendary hero Ranger has nothing to do with me.
"Because the Ranger left so suddenly, he passed his abilities to a survivor of the incident before he died—it was an accident. That survivor was an ordinary person, completely unrelated to the hero.
No, he's not a completely ordinary person either. It's just that his original superpowers are too ordinary. He doesn't seem to have the ambition to become a superhero, just an outsider. Minister Zhang couldn't help but sigh at this point.
"Minister Zhang, do you want me to do something for him with my abilities?" I asked.
"No, because of this accident and witnessing the death of a superhero, he thinks he needs help from a psychiatrist..."
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Minister Zhang and I tacitly maintained a brief silence. I was afraid that he, like me, was thinking about the code name of the legendary hero, Youxia, and that perhaps it would be severed from now on.
In any case, Minister Zhang and I went to the room at the end of the 19th floor.
At first glance, I saw the young man sitting on the hospital bed, his wounds being treated.
I never expected that the next Ranger successor would be a teenager.
He should be no more than 20 years old. Both the expression on his face and his youthful appearance are out of tune with the surrounding environment.
He had short, slightly curly hair, and while sitting he kept looking around, obviously very unfamiliar and curious about everything here.
The nurse was using alcohol to disinfect the wound on his arm. He turned his head and frowned, "Hiss, it hurts, it hurts, be gentle."
Then I noticed that there was a very light-colored teardrop mole under the boy's eye, which added a sense of refinement to his facial features that looked very young at first glance.
Seeing him struggling with the pain from the scrape on his arm, I understood what Minister Zhang meant by a completely ordinary person.
I was still observing the young man when I heard a beeping sound from the communicator in my pocket.
Minister Zhang next to me said to me again, "His name is Zhong Mengfan. All the information about him has just been sent to your communicator."
"Hmm," I said in a single tone to indicate that I understood. At the same time, I opened the communicator and saw a new file.
I opened the file and looked at Zhong Mengfan's information, and I had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
Why did you send me all the detailed information about Zhong Mengfan?
I was browsing Zhong Mengfan's information, and the first thing I saw was the information in the relatives column.
Well, no father and no mother
My closest immediate family member, my grandfather, also passed away a few months ago.
Minister Zhang had already walked over to Zhong Mengfan, apparently concerned about his injuries. After a moment, Minister Zhang pointed in my direction.
The boy looked at me, tilted his head, then smiled with a dimpled smile and waved his uninjured left hand towards my seat.
For some reason, I suddenly thought of the popular smiling Shiba Inu emojis on the Internet. The way he turned his head and looked at me now is so similar.
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Oh, I'm so busy, I'm revising the article again, thankfully it's short. My dears, warm me and hold me tight, I love you!
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