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

"Huh!?"

"Wait, how come you two can move too?"

Seeing that Chen Xi and the other person ignored him and even pulled out a dagger, the author immediately calmed down and wondered if he could use the reason that "both of them can move" to get closer to them.

Unfortunately, Chen Xi seemed deaf at the moment, and his gaze was not on the author at all.

He glanced to the left, and as he adjusted his body's direction, his arms were also busy.

With a sudden swing of his right arm holding the dagger, Chen Xi feinted, then slammed on the brakes and tossed a coin with his left hand.

With a "whoosh," a loud "bang" was heard.

The coin accidentally smashed the paint on an art student sitting in the seat.

Chen Xi's current accuracy is equivalent to that of a sniper in a small area.

Of course, this is only equivalent to the distance at which a sniper can probably control the error to the millimeter level, and the farther the distance, the higher the damage.

The next second, the splashed paint stopped as if it had hit an invisible wall.

"Aren't you coming out yet?"

""chameleon"!"

After doing all this, Chen Xi still maintained his attack stance and gave a commanding snort.

Shortly after the words were spoken, a tall woman holding a dagger appeared in front of the three of them.

She was wearing white jeans, had exquisite red manicures, and her brown hair was just long enough to reach her chin, which would be considered short from a woman's perspective. She was holding a Swiss Army knife in her hand.

Some of the yellow paint had spilled onto her clothes.

"Can you see me directly?"

"Are there such extraordinary characteristics among superhumans?"

The short-haired woman looked surprised.

"I can't see it, but I can compare it."

Chen Xi said, not surprised.

"contrast?"

The short-haired woman looked puzzled, but Chen Xi naturally offered no explanation.

"Wow, boss, you're amazing! You're a real chameleon!"

After the woman appeared, Yang Wei's voice immediately came from the side, providing Chen Xi with the correct answer to her guess.

This fake person's ability wasn't invisibility, but Yang Wei only noticed it now, which meant that the other party had the ability to change color, even including the innate talent of having a name on their head.

Chameleons rank 32nd on the list of innate talents of pseudo-humans.

Its function is to blend with the surrounding objects into a single color and update in real time without any gaps, making it virtually invisible to the naked eye under normal circumstances.

Chen Xi first guessed that the other party might be a being with the innate talent of chameleon based on the vibration of the mysterious tennis ball and Yang Wei's statement that there was only one special name in this carriage.

Then, through his hyperthymesia, he memorized the colors of the seats, floor, and other objects in the carriage.

Every second, the appearance of these colors would be constantly refreshed in Chen Xi's mind. By comparison, if the color in a certain place suddenly deepened, it would obviously mean that the colors were superimposed.

If I hadn't had this idea in mind beforehand, I wouldn't have been able to tell the difference in color at all.

A ranking of 32 is not low, but Chameleon's actual combat ability is not strong; it can only be said that it has great potential.

In terms of Phase I, she's easier to deal with than Old Wang's extended arm next door, especially now that it's stained with yellow paint.

"You're not going to answer?"

"It doesn't matter..."

After the short-haired woman finished speaking, her figure once again blended into her surroundings.

"It's gone invisible again. Doesn't the paint work?"

"Or is it not erotic enough?"

Yang Wei, who had been looking forward to a good show, looked surprised.

It was obvious that the short-haired woman had changed the color of the yellow paint as well.

"It has nothing to do with the color of the paint; it seems we underestimated her power."

Chen Xi answered simply, then assumed an attack stance again, his eyes constantly shifting position in all directions:

"We don't need to see it completely, as long as I can hit it."

Chen Xi spoke calmly, offering both comfort to Yang Wei and a threat to this chameleon-like imposter.

"Damn it! What are you going to do to that girl?!"

"She can move just like us; we're in this together!"

The author is clearly driven by lust and has begun to criticize Chen Xi's actions.

Fortunately, Chen Xi was very focused and wouldn't be distracted by the noise.

Although there were many "audience members" present, they were all asleep as if hypnotized, and only those who had reached their stop would stand up on their own.

Then, following the Black Tower's design, they do things that are logical in a chaotic yet rational world.

puff!puff!puff!

Chen Xi missed with three daggers in a row.

The good news is that the accuracy seems to have improved, after all, Chen Xi's progress is visible to the naked eye.

Judging from the sound, the other person's jeans must have been ripped by themselves.

The bad news is, there's only one dagger left!

Chen Xi only had five daggers in total.

After removing the first one and the three from before, he only had one dagger left.

But you must always carry a weapon for self-defense.

The fact that the short-haired woman would attack this amateur author suggests that her own progress isn't much higher, and given that her abilities aren't combat-related, it means she's weaker than Chen Xi.

This can be seen from the fact that the other side kept looking for an opportunity, but never managed to get close to Chen Xi.

Because the weak are less likely to discover the weaknesses of the strong.

In situations like this, the concept of equality for all becomes meaningless.

Although it can seal the opponent's ability to blend into the environment, it is enough for Chen Xi to determine the location.

"Why."

"no way."

"I can't beat you."

The short-haired woman suddenly appeared to Chen Xi's left front. There was a tear on the left side of her jeans. Her expression was strange, a mixture of joy and disappointment.

"Have you run out of telekinesis?"

Chen Xi held the last dagger in his hand and said calmly.

He did not lower his guard because of the other party's show of weakness.

"You'll soon lose that composure."

After giving a cold snort, the short-haired woman took out a test tube from her bosom that looked like a laboratory tube. It contained a blue liquid that looked like the ocean and occupied one-third of the entire test tube.

"Potion."

Yang Wei stared at the test tube and read it aloud.

"Good eye, you know your stuff."

After speaking, the short-haired woman poured all the liquid in the test tube into her mouth as if blowing on a bottle.

"Potion..."

Chen Xi murmured to himself, not fully recognizing the contained object.

Information about the contained object is minimal.

On the one hand, it has the fewest numbers, and on the other hand, fighting against it would greatly increase the mortality rate, so the number of people who know about it is also decreasing.

The combination of these two factors results in very little useful information about the contained object.

Information about the contained object, Potions, is not entirely absent from the group.

Its number is 25, which is quite high in terms of ranking, but its specific abilities are unknown, with only this one record.

"Potion is a type of water that can be generated infinitely, but its ingredients are unknown."

"call......"

"Alright, although the price is high, obtaining the blood of the three of you and corresponding identity cards shouldn't be a loss."

The moment the short-haired woman finished speaking, her face suddenly became even more ferocious.

In just a few seconds, she transformed from a beautiful woman with the appearance of a print model into a monster with a human body and a lizard's head.

"Lizard...lizard?!"

The author, who was about to step forward to defend the short-haired woman, was so frightened by her appearance that he retreated repeatedly.

"Hmph, it's over."

Seeing the author's sudden exit due to the spatial distortion, the short-haired woman, as if savoring the delicious power, flicked her tongue and spoke in a boastful manner:

"Potions can be upgraded to higher stages."

"This is my innate talent in Stage II."

"Little Dragon Man!"