Chapter 91 Roses in Bloom (4/6)


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Standing at the door, Song Qingci looked a little hesitant.

Although his posture was still as strong as a pine tree, only Song Qingci himself knew how much he had been tossing and turning in recent times.

Usually, after training and studying, he could fall asleep quickly and adjust his mindset quickly to face the challenges of the next day. But recently, or in the past week, Song Qingci often stayed up late and suffered from insomnia. Even if he fell asleep, he would wake up because of nightmares.

It can be said that she has been tortured in recent times. The double blow of mental and physical has made her exhausted.

Therefore, Song Qingci finally made up his mind.

She took a special leave and left the playground on Monday morning when she was supposed to exercise, to look for the teacher. After asking around, she came to a teaching building.

Today, she will draw her sword to cut the water, and use her sword to cut off the stream, to cut off all her sorrow and worries with the sword!

Taking a deep breath, Song Qingci stood beside the heavy wooden door and calmed down.

She was about to knock on the door, but the next second, a voice came from inside the door: "Come in, the door is not locked."

Song Qingci was slightly startled when he heard the voice.

Did he hear his own voice?

After hesitating for a moment, Song Qingci pushed open the door.

The light from outside spilled into the door, and the light mist reflected a beautiful path under the sunlight, like wine rolling up and down in a wine glass, which would dissipate like snow with the slightest movement.

In the light, a man was sitting in front of a book on the table, leaning his head against it, thinking about something.

The man was not wearing a scarf today. The sunlight shone through his shirt onto his neck, making his skin as transparent as the finest glass, lifeless and eerily pale.

Noticing Song Qingci's gaze, the man raised his head and looked at Song Qingci with deep eyes.

"Good morning, Song Qingci."

The man smiled at Song Qingci and said, "It's a good time to come here within ten minutes after the sun rises."

Listening to that person's words, Song Qingci couldn't help but frown slightly.

"I've been wanting to ask this before," she said, "Could it be that you can actually predict... the future?"

If the name "Prophet" has already revealed something, then this feeling is even more obvious when Song Qingci is fighting with the opponent.

At that time, she couldn't even find any way to deal with it. Every attack was as soft and powerless as hitting cotton. No matter where she wanted to jump, the opponent could accurately capture her position.

If it wasn't just a "test", if the other party didn't have the intention to kill, if the venue wasn't so narrow...

In short, all the "ifs" piled up together made Song Qingci completely at a loss as to how to deal with him.

The power of "foresight" that can completely block one's path, and the strange and inexplicable fog...

There is no doubt that this is a guy who is difficult to deal with.

Unless you have an overwhelming advantage, he will always be able to completely invalidate or dodge your attacks.

Therefore, this made Song Qingci very suspicious whether the other party's ability was really to "predict the future."

But that’s not quite right either.

According to Song Qingci's point of view, the more powerful any ability is, the more obvious the cost will be.

A simple supernatural power like the ability to spray flames, which can almost be classified as a chemical ability, would not cost much to consume.

But, a power like "foreseeing the future"...

Song Qingci felt that if such power was to be used perfectly, the person who controlled it would inevitably have to pay a high price that was difficult for ordinary people to understand.

She could understand this very well.

Because, she is also a superpower! In this world, there are some people who are born different from others. They are born with different powers from others. This is almost common sense in the supernatural world.

Each superpower, or extraordinary person, has different abilities. Some are very strong, and some are useless. However, the probability of an extraordinary person appearing is very, very, very low. Even now, there are only less than a hundred extraordinary people recorded in the country. Among them, there are relatively useless ones, and only a handful of them can be used in combat or research.

Therefore, extraordinary people basically do not need to worry about being sliced ​​up or used as experimental materials - on the one hand, the authorities are not so short-sighted, and on the other hand, there are better options.

Compared to the extraordinary ones, the legendary and mythical aliens are definitely more attractive! And if we really have to choose experimental materials, of course, the durable ones are more advantageous!

Therefore, the status of extraordinary people is similar all over the world - there is no need to hide, but they will not be overly valued either.

Just like Song Qingci, he only participated in the "Special Skills Assessment" before coming here.

But even so, Song Qingci had never heard of anything like superpowers like "predicting the future".

Is this ability really something that humans can master? Song Qingci was very skeptical about this.

Bai Ling met her suspicious gaze with a calm attitude.

"If you want to put it in your opinion, then take it as such."

Bai Ling put down the book, chuckled and said, "Time is a mighty river, and even more so a surging sea. No one can say that they can see through it. The concept of destiny is so grand and ethereal that anyone who attempts to see or control it will be swallowed up and drowned."

"After all, I am just a person who sees farther and knows more."

Song Qingci glanced at the title of the book.

'"Western Europe"... something like that?'

One look at him showed that this was the type she wouldn't care about at all.

As if noticing Song Qingci's gaze, Bai Ling shook his head and put the book away: "The content of this book is not suitable for you."

"If you really want to say it... let me see."

Bai Ling picked out a book from the thick pile of files next to him, and brushed his fingers along the spines. After considering for a moment, he chose one of the books: "I found it, this is it."

Pulling out the book, Bai Ling slapped it on the table, and with a little force, pushed it to Song Qingci who was sitting across the table.

Looking at the thick tome that was pushed in front of him.

Song Qingci hesitated for a moment.

About five seconds later, she reached out and placed her hand firmly on the book.

Then she turned the book over and focused her eyes on the front.

The moment he saw the title of the book, Song Qingci's pupils shrank slightly! With a "clang", the thick book fell to the ground, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground echoed throughout the office.

However, Song Qingci seemed to have noticed nothing.

She just looked at Bai Ling, with a strange light in her eyes.

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