Chapter 33
"I could kill him," Ursula said sinisterly. "It would only take a moment. I could break his neck."
The cheetahs who took action today were from McKen's faction, and Ursula was very unhappy with them.
"Yes, but not now."
The black-haired boy blinked, appearing very harmless: "Don't you think this ability... is very practical?"
Xia Zuo obediently raised his hand and said, "But when a fight really breaks out, there are also significant flaws and drawbacks—I mean, if you encounter someone with a talent that can attack unexpectedly, like Ursula."
"Who said I wanted to fight?" Xizel raised the corner of his lips imperceptibly and said softly, "Isn't this... the best creation tool?"
As long as you have the right materials.
Whether it is a sniper rifle or a rocket launcher, an eavesdropping device or a mechanical combat force, it can be formed in a very short time.
It would be a waste if this ability was only used to randomly transform into the simplest shape and used as a fighting tool.
"Creation tool?" Xia Zuo vaguely understood something. Although he himself was not sure about the true value of this ability, it did not prevent him from knowing that his friend would definitely find a way to use it.
"If it's useful to Caesar...it's a shame."
He thought for a moment and said, "How about we try to recruit him?"
Xizel shook his head: "Don't do things that are too cost-effective."
Furthermore, Mikan couldn't achieve the level of precision he demanded, and he also had specific requirements for the material. The more difficult the material was to deform and stretch, the more energy he expended using his abilities.
If he wants to make what he wants, McCann won't be able to do it.
Then why not let this ability...be used by someone else?
With this sentence, Xizel discarded all other distracting thoughts and let it appear clearly and accurately in his mind.
After the pit was dug, Xizel continued with a normal expression:
"But I think he won't attack you for now. Instead, he'll test your strength first."
For example, Xia Zuo has a high combat power value, so in which aspect of his combat power does his talent improve?
"In the meantime, you can just use him as a training ground. When I say he attacked you, I mean he intended to kill you on the spot."
The black-haired boy said calmly, "Due to the use of his abilities, he wouldn't choose a very open place, but it's unlikely to be a prison cell either. He'll probably ask you out."
"So—" He changed the subject, lowering his eyes to hide the bloody indifference in his blue pupils, "I will ask Ursula to help me control him in the room where he is waiting for you."
"Xia Zuo, when the time comes, you just need to wait and don't come over."
Xia Zuo: "Okay."
Xia Zuo's inner thoughts: QAQ
It was obvious that this kind of heavy work was exclusively his in the past.
However, seeing that his friend's state had become a little different, Xia Zuo wisely chose to shut up and nodded obediently.
It didn't matter if Caesar didn't tell him the complete plan, he just had to do his part. Otherwise, it would cause trouble for Caesar.
And if he waited until Mikan asked him out before taking action, others would only think that he had killed Mikan, and Caesar wouldn't be implicated. By reducing the attention on him, he would be much safer.
Xia Zuo didn't realize that his subconscious mind was already convinced that McKen would not come back, and he was still happy that he could help César and even analyzed some things.
He never considered whether what Césaire and Ursula were doing alone might be harmful to him.
Should I say he's worthy of being the protagonist of a hot-blooded manga?... Xizel lowered his eyes, but still explained: "Not letting you go has something to do with our talents."
"Some scenes... with your natural attributes, it's not appropriate to see them."
The black-haired boy sighed softly, then said with a smile.
But Ursula was different.
He had a feeling they would work well together.
"'Our talent'? This is the first time I've heard Caesar mention his own talent!" Xia Zuo's eyes lit up: "So, Caesar is ready to tell us about your talent?"
"Yeah. If it succeeds this time." The black-haired boy lowered his head slightly, his long eyelashes hiding the calmness in his eyes that was completely inconsistent with his facial expression. He sighed, "I didn't tell you before... because my talent is a bit brutal when used."
Xia Zuo's eyes widened: "Huh?"
What talent would be brutal when used...?
"... Caesar, you're not also inclined towards the dark side, are you?"
If this is true, I feel like I'm completely out of place QAQ.
"No, I don't have any obvious preferences or restraint chains." Xizel shook his head: "I am a 'white talent'."
Most gifted individuals have abilities that lean towards one of seven categories: light, dark, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. These abilities are referred to as "biased talents." For example, Xia Zuo has a "light bias." Ursula, if classified by talent, has a "dark bias."
The biased talents all have restraint chains. They can restrain others, but they can also be restrained by other biased talent holders.
However, the closer they are to their own preferred attributes and the purer their abilities, the stronger their own talents will be.
Talents whose preferences are not very obvious are called "white talents".
For example, McCann and Cheetah.
There is no difference in the high and low of these two talent categories. The rarity and strength also need to be determined based on the talent performance of different people. They are just divided differently.
"White Talent?" Xia Zuo continued excitedly, "There are many abilities with similarities among those with biased talents, but it's said that White Talent rarely has abilities with similarities!"
"Stop being so brainwashed." Xizel glanced at him and said, "You have this illusion simply because there are so many types of White Talents. For example, how many substitutes do you think there are for a White Talent like Cheetah's?"
Xia Zuo: "... probably, quite a lot."
Xizel smiled and said nothing more.
What about the Federal Central Prison, the Federation where ordinary people belong, or even the picket tower that is almost entirely populated by gifted people?
Eastwood Prison for the Insane, the gathering place for high-risk groups, mental patients and top talent holders, is the real fun place.
So the prison for the insane must be full of mental patients. If they were just insane and not very dangerous, why would everyone avoid this prison?
"Exile center for high-risk groups" and "prison"—these two terms alone perfectly explain everything.
…
After saying goodbye to Xia Zuo, Xizel returned to his room alone.
Then, it was discovered that there was an extra camera and a bug had been sewn into his other system.
“…”
The black-haired boy lowered his eyes slightly, and his originally hazy mist-blue pupils, when covered by shadows, looked like the surface of the sea under the dark night.
Silent and cold.
He pointed at the uniform with his fingertips, then smiled and went upstairs to find Kevin.
When Kevin opened the door, he saw Cesar with his hair down and a gentle demeanor and a perfect smile on his face.
The black-haired boy asked, "Mr. Kevin, can you lend me a lighter?"
Kevin was distracted for a moment, but when he heard this, he became alert and curious at the same time: "I do have one, but what do you want a lighter for? It's contraband in the prison. I got it from a prisoner."
"If you're worried, you can supervise."
The black-haired boy said gently.
So Kevin followed him downstairs curiously and saw that the black-haired boy still had the same smile that seemed to have remained unchanged since a while ago, and he picked up another uniform that he had placed on the table with a calm look.
Then, he lit it with a lighter.
Kevin: “???”
"Why are you burning it? Aren't you going to change your uniform?" Kevin didn't know what this person was thinking. He just burned the uniform...
etc.
Yes, if there was nothing wrong, why would he burn the uniform?
Kevin looked at the expression of the black-haired boy. He, who already boasted of having seen countless people of all kinds, suddenly shuddered for no reason.
"Mr. Kevin, just think of me as a young man with a bit of a temper." After watching the uniform burn to ashes, the black-haired boy tilted his head and blinked with a smile: "Please tell the administrator to prepare another one for me. Thank you very much."
Kevin nodded quickly.
The door of the room was closed again.
The black-haired boy stood behind the door, slightly sideways, his eyes seemingly sweeping across the head of the bed unintentionally, and the corners of his lips slightly raised.
…
"This kid..." The second administrator, who was startled by the smile, narrowed his eyes, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and turned the screen to the person next to him: "Aiden, what do you think of him?"
"Is this the supervisor who worked with Gary?" One of the prison's A-level talent holders played with the steel balls in his hand and studied the black-haired boy. "He seems quite intelligent."
"I think so too." Administrator No. 2 frowned. "And that new critical-level guy, it only took less than fifteen minutes to beat Leopard half to death. The people in the infirmary said he might have a hard time getting back on his feet."
I don’t know what kind of talent it is that can defeat a leopard.
"Oh, if I hadn't checked the files several times and found out he was indeed an orphan with no background or connections, and if Wilson from the Gray Moon District hadn't had any contact with Gary, I would have thought he was secretly trained by Gary..."
Aiden's eyes were cold. "He's just like Mikan. On the surface, his files show him as an ordinary person. If he doesn't hide his identity as a gifted person, wouldn't it be better for him to go to the patrol tower instead of staying here?"
"All I can say is that he and Gary were connected from the very beginning—before he even got here."
Unfortunately, in the Federation where most of the people are ordinary people, it is too difficult to find talented prisoners. Gary is keeping a close eye on them, so it is difficult for them to take action now.
"If it weren't for Administrator No. 1's position giving him access to the thing hidden in the prison..."
Administrator No. 2's face was a little distorted.
Gary, that idiot, has a treasure trove but doesn't know how to make use of it. No wonder he's been a prison administrator for almost his entire life!
"Don't worry, Xia Zuo Kaili may not be a match for McKen." Aiden shook his head. "In terms of accumulated experience against opponents alone, they are evenly matched."
Not to mention that Mikan always wears a ring on his hand, allowing him to use his talent at any time, and his ability has reached the second level of B grade. Even if it was me, if I wanted to take him down, I would have to take him by surprise.
How can Xia Zuo, whose talent is probably related to himself, and Xizel, who is obviously biased in one subject, defeat him?
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