In the name of supernatural powers

Chapter 15 Contact
June 1st, Children's Day.

The border station broadcasts a message.

[On May 12, 3242, the remains of a deceased person were stolen from Lincheng. These remains are classified as a Class-I controlled item. An investigation has revealed that Comrade Lü Jinshan, the station chief of the Ant Ridge Border Station, committed serious dereliction of duty in this case. The details are as follows…]

Lu Zhao sipped Langpai Tequ in his room and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Although the other party was not disciplined or suspended, such criticism and notification will be recorded in their personal file, which will hinder Lü Jinshan's future promotion.

This can be considered a comeback.

Lu Zhao used a testing device to check the results of the past five days.

[Vitality: 36.2]

He tore off a piece of paper, folded it into an airplane, and threw it out the window. The paper airplane took off with the wind.

Five hundred meters, one thousand meters, one thousand fifty meters, the paper airplane disappeared from Lu Zhao's perception range.

"Fifty meters more."

Lu Zhao then tried using the power of telekinesis.

A small bag of rice was placed on an electronic scale, and the weight was gradually increased until it reached its limit. The result was 41.5 grams.

It increased by a full 1.5 grams!
Different supernatural abilities have different tendencies. Lu Zhao's supernatural ability is a control-type specialization, and he can control inanimate objects with millimeter-level precision.

Although he can't easily move objects weighing hundreds of kilograms, he can use firearms to unleash tremendous destructive power; a one-gram increase is extremely significant for him.

For example, the Federal 12.7mm anti-materiel ammunition has a warhead weight of 46 grams.

If he gains another 4.5 grams, he will be able to use an anti-materiel sniper rifle, at which point his combat effectiveness will experience a qualitative leap.

Not to mention that Lu Zhao also had the cultivation method given to him by the old Taoist priest, so he didn't have to rely on his life force to push his supernatural powers to grow like others.

This visible increase in strength made Lu Zhao feel an unprecedented sense of fulfillment.
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Lu Zhao walked down the street with a smile on his face, no longer the cold and eccentric person he used to be.

This subtle change was like a pebble thrown into a calm pond. Some colleagues who were usually just nodding acquaintances began to wave and greet him. Several young female clerks who didn't know him, noticing the warmth in his eyes and brows, also mustered their courage to smile and approach him for a chat.

Atmosphere has a subtle influence; Lu Zhao was most popular when he was around 30th in the grade.

At that time, Lu Zhao loved to laugh.

Later, due to over-exploiting his mental energy, he suffered from insomnia, which indirectly resulted in him having a pair of eyes that smelled like a dead person.

It's as if he sees everyone as aggressive.

When he arrived at the parking lot, a short-haired woman was standing in front of his beat-up police pickup truck.

Liu Qiang was talking to her, his face as red as a rosy bottom.

Lu Zhao approached, and the two stopped talking. The short-haired woman turned around.

She was wearing a black uniform, her figure was curvaceous, and her sculpted features and short hair added to her sharp look.

People from the task force.

Upon seeing Lu Zhao in person, Lin Zhiyan immediately averted her gaze from Liu Qiang and turned it toward Lu Zhao's handsome features.

Lu Zhao saluted respectfully and said, "Greetings, sir."

"Lin Zhiyan".

She stretched out her hand, a slight smile playing on her lips, her chin tilted back unconsciously, revealing a hint of arrogance.

"Senior Lu, have you heard of me, 36th graduate of the Department of Spirituality at Imperial Capital University?"

"There are many people in the capital, and I can't possibly remember everyone."

Lu Zhao reached out and gently shook her hand, then let go.

Her skin was smooth, but her palms were dry. June in the South China Sea is very hot, suggesting she habitually wipes her hands or uses some method to suppress perspiration.

I suspect she has obsessive-compulsive disorder related to cleanliness.

Many useless details flashed through Lu Zhao's mind; this was a subconscious habit of his.

Lin Zhiyan helped him recall, "In 39, the senior student taught as an outstanding student, and I was one of the students in the audience. Or perhaps I was on the list of outstanding students, so I should have heard of him." She said "heard of him," but she emphasized the word.

Lu Zhao could tell that at this point, it might be better to offer some flattery or pretend to know.

"I've taught so many classes that I can't remember them all."

The problem is that the other party was investigating me anyway, so why bother with too much contact?
"..."

Lin Zhiyan's upturned lips froze for a moment.

This pure forgetfulness and unwavering honesty left her speechless for a moment, and for the first time in her life, Lin Zhiyan felt an awkward silence.

From childhood to adulthood, it's always others who go to great lengths to get close to me.

Fortunately, she wasn't a spoiled brat and didn't react, quickly adjusting her expression:

"Senior, you've been here for four years, have you noticed anything unusual?"

Lu Zhao replied, "The mountain is still a mountain, and the forest is still a forest. There's nothing wrong with it."

"But it's quite unusual for someone with your qualifications to be stationed at such a small border post."

Lin Zhiyan's clear eyes shone brightly, leaving Liu Qiang, who was standing beside her, completely mesmerized.

A kind of spiritual allure.

Lu Zhao was unaffected; as a fellow mental superhuman, he possessed resistance.

This junior student, whom I've never met, must be developing her inner mental power, and is skilled in mental attacks and confusion, as well as some memory-searching abilities.

He said, "I came because the country needs me."

Lin Zhiyan tilted his head slightly, looking somewhat surprised. Then, realizing that trying to confuse him or get close to him was useless, he went straight to the point: "Senior, you killed the bandits from the Green Forest, but didn't you find anything else?"

"That thing is very important and cannot be lost. If you find it, I can ask the higher-ups to commend you."

Lu Zhaodao said, "You can go and see my report."

"..."

Lin Zhiyan remained silent and could only turn and leave.

Liu Qiang watched until Lin Zhiyan completely disappeared. Lu Zhao kicked him in the butt and said, "Haven't you ever seen a woman before? Hurry up and get in the car."

"Hehehe, I've never seen anyone so beautiful. Brother Lu, graduating from Beijing University really makes a difference; your classmates are all big shots."

As Liu Qiang got into the driver's seat and drove away from the border station, he muttered, "I wish I could have a wife like that, but unfortunately I don't have Brother Lu's looks."

Lu Zhao said, "It's no use having face. These high-class families value matching social status. They're just looking to play you."

He had heard about the experiences of Chen Qian's boyfriends more than once when he was in school.

Men may not care much about chastity, but they are already tired of the kinds of fun that ordinary people can think of. The upper class has much more fun than ordinary people.

Physical appearance is a scarce resource, but it can never be a means to turn one's life around.

As Lu Zhao drove away from the border post, he pondered to himself, recalling Lin Zhiyan's reaction just now.

As expected, the task force suspected him, but they had no evidence and couldn't do anything about it.

If Lu Zhao weren't a border police officer, he could have been arrested and interrogated first.

Conversely, even if they dared to do that, Zhang Like wouldn't agree.

As for the generous reward, Lu Zhao didn't care at all.

What Lu Zhao received from the old Taoist priest was not something that power could bring, but now Lu Zhao has the means to acquire power.

If life is developed sufficiently, power will naturally gather around.

A police pickup truck was driving on the national highway when a minivan drove past in the opposite direction. Lu Zhao glanced at the tires and knew it was overloaded.

He wasn't a traffic cop, so he didn't meddle.

(End of this chapter)