Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 31 Some Analysis of Myself

After a series of tests, Mu Xiang reluctantly accepted that he currently only had enhanced physical abilities and untapped Kryptonian energy, without developing any Kryptonian superpowers. He had previously thought the God had activated his heat vision, but looking at his undamaged glasses, he knew he was overthinking it. Abilities such as super speed, super defense, and flight were completely unusable.

Mu Xiang knew that he and Kong Kenan were still very different. Ultimately, their abilities both came from the infusion of Kryptonian life energy, but Kong Kenan directly received Superman's legacy, while Mu Xiang didn't know whose energy the main god had infused into him... Apart from the same underlying logic, the way their abilities manifested was inevitably influenced by their inherent characteristics.

Under the guidance of the I Ching master, Kong Kenan used the eight trigrams to mobilize eight abilities, while Mu Xiang most likely wouldn't do the same. He doesn't have this limitation and theoretically could exchange for more abilities from the main god, but unless he deliberately constructs them himself, he can't create the eight trigrams, magic, and the perfect yin-yang body like Kong Kenan.

He now has two D-rank story quests left, which are a waste to use immediately, but there's no point in keeping them... so it's time to pack up and set off. Even if he only earns one D-rank side quest upon returning, he can still exchange it for a skill. However, he doesn't plan to exchange for the C-rank super power; this option was clearly offered out of fear that he'd be too weak to train it. He refuses to believe he can't mobilize even a little Kryptonian energy; as long as he can mobilize even a little, he can enhance his corresponding ability!

Mu Xiang used his little finger to pick up the box on the ground, and with a leap, he rushed towards a door. Only a little over twenty minutes had passed, but how much time had passed in the world of Resident Evil? He had to hurry back, or things would become much more complicated.

It has to be said that the soundproofing in the main god space is really good... Mu Xiang tried to open two doors but couldn't, so he had to run a little further away and finally felt the door about to be turned. So he decisively pulled the door back and started thinking about the design of his room.

Opening the door revealed his study, its furnishings exactly as they had been when he arrived. A nearly completed "Must-Do Practice Questions" book lay open on the table, a ballpoint pen tucked between the pages, its cap still off, as if someone were about to write on it.

Nothing was missing from the bookshelf. Mu Xiang jumped lightly and saw the spotless top of the shelf, with a Iaijutsu sword and a Han sword placed on it… The main god had even wiped the dust off for him; he was grateful. Mu Xiang grabbed the bookshelf with one hand and placed the box containing the T-virus and antidote on it with the other. After thinking for a moment, he took it down, thinking that a professional refrigerator would be best. Just as he turned around, a small laboratory refrigerator appeared beside the foot of the desk. So Mu Xiang put the box inside and set a password.

He wouldn't feel at ease if he didn't do it; what if someone accidentally touched it one day, and there was a risk of infection?

The study isn't very big, and having a lab refrigerator in there just feels out of place. We'll definitely need to make some adjustments later, but there's no rush now.

Mu Xiang's mind raced, and he spotted the bathroom. After washing his face, he stepped outside and immediately turned his attention to the computer, reaching out to turn on the screen. The data inside was identical to what he had on his own computer, but his locally saved copies of "Infinite Terror" and other fan fiction were gone.

"Heh, who deleted it for me..." Mu Xiang sneered. He tried again to see if the computer could still connect to the internet, but the answer was no. Mu Xiang remembered that Zhang Heng had redeemed a smart computer in the original story, which could play "online games." Although the description was somewhat vague, it implied that he might need to redeem it separately to have internet access? Of course, even if he could access the internet, Mu Xiang didn't expect to be able to connect to the outside world.

Mu Xiang reached out and turned off the heater, then lay down on the tatami mat in the study, but his expression didn't become relaxed and content. A few seconds later, he sat up, looked at his clothes, and his face gradually became serious and gloomy.

He hadn't had time to dwell on this before, but it was actually quite something. He didn't react to it at all in front of others, because it wasn't appropriate to have any. He had actually realized it when he first woke up on the train, but he had temporarily put aside the question. When he woke up, not only had his surroundings changed, but his clothes had also changed.

Originally, Mu Xiang was sitting in his study, idly reading a novel; after waking up, he found himself on the Resident Evil train.

But that's not all... In Mu Xiang's real world, he was on winter break. There was only one heater in the study—a completely replicated one—and it was still a bit cold. Therefore, Mu Xiang was wearing a long cotton-padded coat and cotton shoes. Logically, this outfit should have been very inconvenient for movement; if Mu Xiang had been wearing it, he probably would have had a hard time running up and down the stairs.

One crucial reason Mu Xiang was still alive was that his clothes had been changed. He was now wearing a well-fitting set of autumn clothes and his favorite black running shoes. Therefore, Mu Xiang wouldn't be mistaken for a fool or a visitor from the cold for wearing winter clothes, he wouldn't waste his energy due to being too hot, and his movements wouldn't be restricted…

The result was gratifying. Luckily, I changed my clothes, otherwise I would have really been caught.

But upon closer examination, there are actually two points of doubt:

First, why were his clothes changed? Mu Xiang remembered that when Chu Hao first entered the cycle of reincarnation in *Infinite Dawn*, the season had changed from early winter in his own world's Northern Hemisphere to summer in the Northern Hemisphere of *Skyfall*, yet Chu Hao was still wearing early winter clothes—two long-sleeved shirts and trousers. However, Chu Hao later had time to change clothes and adapted to the horror movie environment. But *Resident Evil*, which Mu Xiang entered, was different. He didn't have the time or place to change clothes. If he didn't change his clothes, he would face death due to various constraints—and this couldn't be narrowly attributed to concerns about Mu Xiang being too hot or having difficulty running. Therefore, from the perspective of the necessity of changing clothes, changing them was to prevent Mu Xiang from dying in the first scene!
Secondly, who changed Mu Xiang's clothes? The clothes Mu Xiang is wearing now don't just fit him perfectly; to be precise, they're his own clothes. He can even feel a mask that was originally tucked into his pants pocket—the cigarettes Zhang Jie gave him are in the other pocket. If Mu Xiang had only been changed into sportswear, he might have considered it a perk of being a transmigrator; but now that his own clothes have been changed, he has to wonder who changed him.

From the very beginning, the person who changed his clothes did so to prevent Mu Xiang from dying; now it seems they not only didn't want him to die, but actually wanted Mu Xiang to live a comfortable and pleasant life, as if he were at home.

Did his parents change his clothes? Are you kidding me? Do they not only know that Mu Xiang is going to enter the cycle of reincarnation, but also that his time is different from other people's time, and that they have some great supernatural power to change his clothes while Mu Xiang is traveling through infinite worlds? That's ridiculous!
Mu Xiang had absolutely no clue about this. Realizing that now was not the time to let his mind wander, he cursed under his breath as he headed out the door.

He can only draw two conclusions at this point:
The bad news is that there's a huge conspiracy behind him, but he doesn't have enough information to deduce anything.

Good news, there's a huge conspiracy behind him. If he hadn't brought this upon himself, he probably wouldn't be dead anytime soon.

He nearly slammed himself into the door with a sudden movement, and reflecting on his lack of self-control, Mu Xiang then patted himself down to see if there was anything he didn't need to carry. He actually pulled out an old face mask from his pants pocket that he had forgotten to take out, which had wrinkled the mask he had stuffed in his pocket... Mu Xiang hung it on a small handle on a cabinet door on the bookshelf as a small keepsake.

This explanation might seem a bit weak, but it's necessary to mention it... so I'll add an extra chapter to make up for it. However, I might not be able to update twice a day after classes start, and there's a chance I'll only be able to update once a weekday. Sorry (sad).
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