Terrible news! My deskmate's first chapter is gone!

There are only two possibilities for people whose hyperthymesia cannot reflect their condition.

One type is the one that didn't die, like the bald fake man; you can't touch that kind of person.

The second type is those who are stronger than Chen Xi, or more precisely, those whose total psychic power exceeds the upper limit of psychic power that Chen Xi can use.

Gu Yi, the florist, couldn't even beat himself in Stage I, even though he used the Black Tower Ball at the time.

However, in terms of strength, his total psychic power could not possibly surpass Chen Xi's current level, because Gu Yi at that time was only at stage I.

wrong!

Chen Xi quickly realized something and rejected the idea that Gu Yi was better than him.

In the second possibility, there is a situation that would prevent Gu Yi from being pulled out.

That is, the awakening of one's identity as a good person!

If the environment is easy to maintain, good people and natural adaptants will also emerge.

If the good people are awakened by the others, then Gu Yi will be in his current situation: he is physically present, but cannot be moved.

On the surface, he appears to be stronger than Chen Xi, but in reality, the conditions are not met.

Chen Xi can only pull Gu Yi out if the superhuman who awakened to be a good person dies.

"From this perspective, the only one I can currently reflect is the curly-haired fake man."

"But I don't have the ability to control his self-destruction right now. Even if I call Wang Sanjin over, at most I can only use a jumping method to avoid the self-destruction, and it won't be 100% successful."

"Summoning him is like gambling that he will acknowledge me as the false human king."

"But I have killed him, and his attributes are the same as those of a god of death. I'm afraid he might not recognize me even if I hadn't killed him."

Chen Xi rested her chin on her hand and began to talk to herself.

At last.

Chen Xi decided to give up.

I've decided to enter the Black Tower later to reflect the Little Dragon Man fake, or to reflect the Curly-haired fake after I reach Tier III.

These two methods are the safest.

There's no rush now; even a pseudo-human with supreme talent might not know anything.

In fact, the answers Chen Xi wanted to know might be found inside the Black Tower.

"Let's find a place to rest for a bit."

Chen Xi muttered to himself.

He was quite tired from the fight just now.

It's good to find a place to rest and wait for the Sleeping Spear to recover.

Without this item, Chen Xi felt unsafe when she went out.

Especially now, the size and sound of the dragon easily attract the attention of others, whether they are superhumans or pseudo-humans.

In short, someone must have noticed the battle here.

In this situation, if anyone still dares to come over...

He might not be stronger than himself, but he was definitely a master, and Chen Xi had to be careful.

As the saying goes, two fists can't beat four hands. If he were to face a relentless barrage of attacks, he would be completely helpless.

Because Chen Xi neither can teleport nor has many lives.

At most, he can only be considered a powerful individual.

Fortunately, he has unlimited stamina; at the very least, he can still run.

While thinking about all this, Chen Xi also found a direction, a direction opposite to the path he was about to take.

Chen Xi prepared to return to the city center for a while.

After all, true masters generally don't like to stay in places that are successful in the conventional sense.

Because such places cannot bring them happiness.

The underlying logic of this happiness is actually upgrading.

Owning a house in the city center of Xia is a form of success in the secular sense.

For ordinary people, while it may not be considered the highest level, it meets or even exceeds the expectations of most people, and is considered top-tier.

For extraordinary individuals, especially those with strength, potential, and ambition, the Black Tower is equivalent to the city center of a major city.

They would always be thinking about getting in, rather than just languishing in a big city in the conventional sense.

The monetary system is gradually losing its value in their eyes.

Chen Xi was the same, so he did the opposite.

"Da da da..."

Chen Xi stopped after running only a few steps.

It stopped in front of a medium-sized supermarket.

I'm a little thirsty.

"It shouldn't matter if we come out within ten seconds."

Chen Xi glanced at the supermarket she happened to pass by on the street and made a swallowing motion.

The heat generated before the dragon breathed caused the surrounding temperature to rise very high, and Chen Xi did not stop this process because he was preparing to use the extraordinary property of stitching.

This caused him to sweat profusely.

After this battle, my throat felt a little dry.

Normally it might not be a big deal, but now it's the middle of summer, and the dazzling array of cold drinks in the supermarket ultimately transformed into an invisible force stronger than a dragon, blocking Chen Xi's path.

As soon as I pushed open the door, a blast of cold air hit me.

Unlike other shops on the street, this supermarket had one employee who hadn't been swallowed up.

A female employee with her hair tied up and wearing a yellow hat, looking down at her phone, was slacking off at the cashier's counter.

Chen Xi glanced at it briefly, didn't think much of it, and headed straight for the freezer.

Chen Xi, who wasn't planning to stay long, had a goal in mind from the beginning.

Iced Coke!

Summer's must-have!

It can't be the sugar-free kind; it has to be the classic ugly style!

Those with superhuman abilities have better kidneys, so Chen Xi grabbed two bottles in one go and drank them all without worrying about urinating too much.

Chen Xi walked to the front desk, took out her phone, and was just about to scan the QR code when...

"Beep! Beep!"

The sound of two machines sweeping up goods rang out.

The cashier skillfully scanned the barcode on the iced cola.

"Six yuan."

The calm voice, like an alarm bell, jolted Chen Xi awake.

In that instant, Chen Xi felt the temperature of his entire head rise several degrees.

This cashier is no ordinary person!

Subconsciously, Chen Xi suddenly looked up, her pupils slightly contracted, and uttered three words:

"Chu Qingge!"

......

......

Shangjing City.

Beijing Academy of Arts.

"Ms. Ito, are you really going to resign?"

"The results of the professional title evaluation will be released next month. If all goes well, you'll become the youngest professor in our university!"

"Although it's not the first time in history, it's still enough to bring honor to our ancestors."

Ito smiled and shook his head:

"I am very grateful for the years I have spent with you all; I have had a great time."

"But now, I've found what I truly love, and I've chosen to pursue it!"

"All right."

I hope you succeed.

Many colleagues offered their blessings.

This would be almost impossible if you changed schools. Professor is a professional title, which is an assessment of the ability and level of professional and technical personnel.

It is the result of many teachers' lifelong pursuit.

It symbolizes the fulfillment of life, something that cannot be given up easily; many people value it more than their own lives.

But this is the Beijing Academy of Arts.

People who are involved in art are somewhat sentimental, even if they are not that young.

Ito's resignation, while surprising to many, also felt somewhat reasonable.

"Ms. Ito, where are you planning to go next?"

A girl who looked like a little fangirl, seeing that Ito was about to leave, took a long time to muster up the courage to take the initiative to come up and ask.

She was very close to Ito, not the closest she had ever been, but the one whose heart was beating the fastest.

"I'm planning to try my luck in Xiacheng."

"There's something there that I need to draw by hand; that's my task."

"The mission... something I drew myself...?"

The girl didn't quite understand, but still gave a very polite smile as she said goodbye.

"come on!"