Chapter 064 Chapter 64

This topic is really too scary. Mo Xuanji always feels that if he continues talking like this, the doctor will sooner or later say to him, "Actually, I'm a good person."

He coughed softly, trying to change the subject.

There happened to be something that he was very concerned about. When he realized the problem, the situation was critical and he had no spare time to be distracted. Now that he has relaxed, he feels terrified when he thinks about it carefully.

And, the main point is, the system is not here at this moment.

The doctors in the school hospital are all teachers in his school and do not belong to other forces. No matter from the perspective of interests or grudges, there will be no conflict with him, so he can give them a certain degree of trust. Mo Xuanji thought about it and asked after slightly deleting the matter.

The doctor was a little surprised after hearing this: "Your friend who grew up with you is sure that he has a certain supernatural power, but he can't use it under normal circumstances?"

The friend who grew up with me nodded with a sad face: "Yes."

After that injury, he suddenly realized that his feathers and blood could be used as a medium to control fire. These were clearly part of his body, but he himself could not use this power directly.

The doctor hissed, and she quickly took out a pair of glasses and put them on, then picked up the recording board beside her and asked, "Does your friend have any hidden illness, or has he ever suffered a very serious injury?"

Mo Xuanji shook his head. He had grown up as an ordinary person for the first eighteen years of his life and had never encountered any danger. His health should be good, as he had never been sick since he was a child, so any hidden illness could be ruled out.

"Have you checked your pulse? Is it blocked?"

"I've checked it, and it's not blocked." Since he can use his wind-related abilities normally, that means there's nothing wrong with his meridians.

The doctor frowned and asked him a few more questions. After getting the answers, she took out a book as tall as a person from her storage bag, and flipped through the book for a long time with a magnifying glass. Finally, she let out a long sigh.

Mo Xuanji was a little panicked. There is a saying that goes, I am not afraid of a doctor smiling, I am afraid of a doctor frowning, and the most terrifying thing is that the doctor will flip through the medical book on the spot while asking questions, and sigh after flipping through the book.

The doctor closed the book with great regret: "Your friend is still unlucky. Judging from the symptoms, this is a typical congenital defect caused by pseudo-superpower syndrome. This disease is not very common in both humans and monsters."

"Pseudo-superpower syndrome?" Mo Xuanji repeated.

"Yes, the most obvious point about this disease is that the patient has this ability, but his own condition cannot support him to use this power, so it creates the illusion that he has no supernatural power."

"As for why it can be used in extreme situations, it has to do with the survival instinct of living things. In extreme situations, the body will instinctively squeeze its own potential, allowing the body to reach a healthy state temporarily, so that this power can be used to protect its own safety.

"Is it possible that he has a second ability?"

The doctor looked at Mo Xuanji with pity, as if he was looking through him at some unknown poor little thing: "It's hard to say. Whether it's human or demon, they will only have one superpower in this life. Even if their own superpower cannot be awakened due to the disease, their physical condition cannot support the existence of a second superpower."

Mo Xuanji lowered his eyelids: "Then, if you are in good health, is it possible?"

"Yes, if you are lucky, you may encounter some opportunities and gain a second superpower. But this is as difficult as ascending to heaven. Even in the heyday of the past, only the Dragon Lord of the demon race succeeded."

Mo Xuanji's heart skipped a beat when he heard the familiar name again. Fortunately, there was no obvious expression on Xiaoji's face, and the doctor didn't notice anything wrong.

Mo Xuanji pretended to be curious and asked, "What are the supernatural powers of that Dragon Lord?"

"Don't you know that? It's wind and water."

It was wind and water, not wind and fire. Mo Xuanji breathed a sigh of relief without making a sound. No wonder those ghosts and the black-robed man mistook him for Dragon Lord. It turned out that it was because of one of their identical supernatural attributes.

Thinking about it carefully, it was indeed absurd. How could a little kid from the Feathered Clan be related to the Dragon Lord? One was furry, the other was bald. Not to mention if they looked alike, the species was so different that they were even born different.

But his two abilities were definitely abnormal, one of them must have been acquired later in life. Mo Xuanji's eyes were empty, and his experiences from childhood to adulthood kept flashing through his mind.

His wind-attribute ability was awakened naturally on his eighteenth birthday, which was a normal day, just like any other day. The school at that time was still a closed-door school, so there was no chance of encountering any strange things.

As for fire, he had it since he was a child, but using feathers to control flames shouldn't be a way of squeezing out his own potential? When he was a child, he even used feathers to help his grandmother burn firewood every day.

Forget it, let's talk about supernatural powers after the system comes back. Mo Xuanji sighed softly and stopped thinking about it.

It was the end of the month, and students who had been on missions outside were returning to school one after another. As the saying goes, no one would always be injured, but there would always be people injured, and the medical resources of the school hospital became strained. After Mo Xuanji finished the last bottle of medicine, he was ruthlessly driven away by the doctor.

At this time, the dormitory was quiet. Mo Xuanji, who had turned back into human form, walked in quietly. Zhu Changan and Ji Sheng's doors were open. Both of them were not in the dormitory and no one knew where they went.

Such a familiar situation... Could it be that these two were caught to be sparring partners again?

Thinking of this, Mo Xuanji took out his mobile phone and sent a message in the dormitory group.

Zhu Changan replied quickly: [Xuanji, you finally woke up! I was so scared! I’m taking notes at the Supernatural Bureau now, so I’ll be back in a while.]

[By the way, I have some super, super good news for you. Our mission score this time is full marks again (cheers.jpg)]

[And the task we actually solved was S-level, which is considered to be completed by the three of us independently, so the evaluation is very high. The teacher said that if we keep this momentum, our team will be able to improve the overall evaluation level very quickly! ]

Ji Sheng: (voice-to-text) [It’s amazing! My generation is still being hunted by monsters. It’s really hard for Cao Er. There are so many illusion-type monsters recently... Ahhh, it comes again! ]

Mo Xuanji silently sent an emoticon of Zhu Jianqiang.

After the destruction of this mission, the clothes on Mo Xuanji were completely scrapped. He took them off and put them aside, then went to the bathroom to take a comfortable hot bath.

There were three tooth cups neatly placed on the sink, and the three magic toothbrushes inside were also neatly tilted in the same direction, looking very cute. Mo Xuanji walked over silently, not looking away, pretending that he couldn't see them.

We have to say that Wilde is really good at business. Ever since they became a little famous during the last anniversary celebration, Wilde has been striking while the iron is hot and coming up with a bunch of exquisite and beautiful but very embarrassing peripherals for him.

These peripherals are very popular in school, especially those related to his Mo Xuanji body. I don't know how much everyone likes furry things, but they were sold out on the first day they were released. Zhu Changan got these three sets of toothbrushes through his internal connections.

The insider who wished to remain anonymous sighed quietly.

The senior must have put a lot of thought into these peripherals. The quality of these peripherals is one-to-one good, sturdy and durable. He can't even find a reasonable excuse to replace these small toothbrushes.

Mo Xuanji wiped his hair and casually opened his closet. Inside, he saw a row of clothes of the same style, all in black. The system had previously complained about his rigid lifestyle and his inability to adapt.

At that time, Mo Xuanji crossed his arms and choked the system with one sentence: "Have you ever seen the protagonists change clothes frequently?"

In order to fix the character and help readers deepen their impression of the character, the author usually chooses to let the character wear the same clothes until the end. Even if the character is given a few new clothes in some later plots, it is only as an Easter egg to increase the fun, and the character will not wear it often.

The system has nothing to say.

Mo Xuanji picked up a piece of clothing and was about to put it on. Perhaps because the shaking was too violent, a piece of emerald green feather fell out from the clothes.

This feather was not big, like the down on an ordinary bird, and looked ordinary. Even if it fell on the ground, it would be easily ignored. But at this moment, Mo Xuanji's heart gradually sank to the bottom of the valley along with it.

The system was right, he really shouldn't have a bunch of identical clothes.

This is the feather that Yan gave him for self-defense.

He never thought that such low-level mistakes as wearing the wrong clothes or forgetting to bring things would happen to him, and even almost get himself killed.

He took a deep breath, tried to stay calm and picked it up, recalling what happened today in his mind.

"If it wasn't this, then what saved me?"

…

Inside the headquarters building of the Bureau of Supernatural Powers.

In a certain conference room, several people in uniforms sat in their respective seats. An old man with a white beard sat in the main seat, also in uniform. Unlike the others, he had a work card hanging on his chest. Under the influence of the reflection, most of the content on it could not be seen clearly, and only the word "blessing" could be vaguely distinguished.

At this moment, what was placed in front of them was the brush that Mo Xuanji and others had obtained during the mission.

After testing, the specialist in a white coat carefully put it back into the container.

"Report, after comparison, it can be confirmed that this is the magic weapon, the Jade Pen, that was lost by the headquarters. The strange aura sealed in the Jade Pen is 70% similar to the 'Puppet Master', and the possibility of a master-servant relationship is 90%."

The chief said "hmm", looked around and said, "What do you think about this matter?"

"Twenty years ago, our headquarters was attacked by a mysterious force and a number of precious magical instruments were lost. The psychic teams only managed to recover a small portion of them. Now it seems that the enemy wanted to use these magical instruments to artificially create more of the same kind."

"The monsters living in the magic tools can perfectly escape the detection of Nuwa. I don't know how many have slipped through the net over the years. I suggest that we step up our efforts to thoroughly investigate this matter."

"I object. These magic weapons have been missing since they were stolen. Now the news is suddenly leaked. I'm afraid it's just to lure the tiger away from the mountain." One of the experts suddenly spoke up.

"The state of the 'door' is now precarious and could be opened at any time. Not only has the 'Sky Repair Project' made no progress, but the legendary 'lock' is still missing.

This alone is enough to make us overwhelmed, and with the help of the students, we can barely maintain daily stability. Under such circumstances, a large-scale search for the lost magic weapon will only divert more manpower, which is not worth the loss. "

"The gain is not worth the loss, but what about the potential victims? You are too cold-blooded to say that!" Another specialist frowned and sighed.

"Sacrifice is inevitable. If we disperse our forces, we will only save fewer people. Please restrain your compassion. In our position, we must put the overall situation first."

"The overall situation is more important, even if your family is there?"

“Even if my family would be there.”

Even the most loyal and righteous wolf pack will give up the old, weak, sick and disabled for the sake of the tribe when they are forced to do so. Now they are carrying more than just a small tribe on their shoulders, but the future of all life on this planet.

Someone sighed and said, "If only the Demon King were still here, he would have led the two tribes to repel the evil god. He would definitely be able to do the same now."

"I'm afraid that His Majesty has already..." Before one of them could finish his words, the people around him hurriedly covered his mouth.

"Be careful with your words!" Please be careful, my good brother, your family members from the demon clan are still here!

Unexpectedly, the demon clan experts were not angry about this. Although they still looked unhappy, they all maintained their rationality.

"We have already guessed this." One of them was a little depressed. "His Majesty will never let his people suffer such hardships. If he doesn't take action for a long time, he may be too busy to do anything."

In order to completely seal the "door", the Demon King personally made a "lock" that could seal everything. However, such a powerful conceptual artifact has long exceeded the specifications of this world, and the Demon King himself paid a heavy price.

For a moment, no one in the conference room spoke.

"How about the seal in the Dragon Locking Pond?" the chief spoke, breaking the silence.

"Same as usual. The weirdness level inside is still very high. I'm afraid that Dragon Lord won't be able to regain consciousness in a short time."

The price they paid back then was simply too high. Even though the Demon King later intended to leave some backup plans, they still felt powerless.

As expected, these descendants are too incompetent and cannot live up to the expectations of their predecessors. Many people have fallen into self-isolation.

One of the specialists suddenly raised his head, looked directly into the eyes of the chief, and suggested: "Perhaps, we can try to accept the power of the beast."