Chinese Superman

In the deep mountains and forests where the temperature is several degrees below zero, you eat roasted chicken?

Xia Xinghan squatted in front of the woodpile, stretched out his right hand, and gently rubbed his index finger and thumb together—

"Snapped!"

A crisp snap of the fingers.

A few tiny, bright sparks danced at his fingertips, landing precisely on the dry tinder.

With a soft hiss, orange flames quickly rose and ignited the woodpile.

"A gifted supernatural being? Electric abilities? Fire abilities?"

Gu Zhi Qiu was surprised again.

Formerly known as those with special abilities, they are now called those with innate supernatural powers, and are even rarer than those who wield weapons.

Although it is generally believed that the growth potential of those with innate supernatural abilities is limited by themselves, their advantage lies in the fact that their abilities are innate, can be used flexibly, and do not need to rely on external things.

Can a weapon wielder simultaneously possess innate supernatural powers?

Such a combination is quite rare.

The flames crackled, dispelling the surrounding chill.

Xia Xinghan sat on a large rock half-covered by snow by the stream, took out a multi-functional military folding knife, and sharpened a straight tree branch.

Gu Zhi Qiu was taken aback again upon seeing this.

"You only brought a backpack, no other luggage, but a military folding knife?"

Xia Xinghan casually stuffed his multi-functional military folding knife into his down jacket pocket, skewered the cleaned pheasant with a sharpened twig, and patiently roasted it over the fire.

As the oil dripped into the fire, it sizzled, and soon an enticing aroma, a blend of the crispness of pine needles and the charred scent of roasted meat, filled the air.

Followed by.

He then took out what appeared to be a seasoning packet for instant noodles from his down jacket pocket, tore it open, and sprinkled it evenly over the roasted chicken.

"..."

Gu Zhi Qiu already had an urge to open his pockets and see what other bizarre things he could pull out.

Xia Xinghan twirled the branch, took a moment to look up in the direction where Gu Zhi Qiu was hiding, and called out, "Sister Gu, would you like to have some too?"

Gu Zhi Qiu remained silent for a moment, neither appearing nor responding. He simply remained hidden behind the tree, arms crossed, leaning against the trunk, watching quietly.

Xia Xinghan didn't mind, he finished grilling it himself, blew on it to cool it down, and then ate it in small bites.

Their movements were far from elegant, even bordering on childishly wolfing down their food, but in the icy snow and silent forest, they possessed a unique and vivid wild charm.

After finishing the roast chicken, Xia Xinghan covered the fire with snow to extinguish it, cleaned up the traces, and continued on his way.

However, the journey that followed left Gu Zhi Qiu even more bewildered.

Xia Xinghan seemed to have no clear destination at all, like a small animal suddenly released from its cage, wandering aimlessly among the mountains.

Sometimes he would leap from branch to branch like a nimble monkey, startling a tree full of snow; sometimes he would squat in the snow, teasing a bewildered wild rabbit, scaring it away; and sometimes he would enthusiastically chase a silly roe deer until the deer, in its panic, crashed headfirst into a tree trunk...

Gu Zhi Qiu followed behind, her brows slightly furrowed, silently repeating her code of conduct in her mind: "Observe more, think more, ask less, and speak less."

But looking at that tiny figure in front of her who seemed to be having a blast, she felt for the first time that enforcing her rules was a bit... exhausting.

Finally, as the sun began to set and the light in the forest dimmed, Xia Xinghan stopped again. He stood on a ridge, scratched his head, looked around, and a look of confusion on his face. Then, he turned around and looked at Gu Zhiqi, who had been silently following behind and was now leaning against a fir tree with his arms crossed.

"Sister Gu."

Xia Xinghan, with his cunning mind, blinked, his tone slightly embarrassed.

"Um... do you know how to get to the nearest big city? I... I think I'm lost."

Gu Zhi Qiu: "..."

Gu Zhi Qiu, who had maintained a calm and composed expression throughout, subconsciously stopped leaning against the tree trunk upon hearing this, and her voice involuntarily rose slightly: "Are you lost?"

"Yes." Xia Xinghan nodded and explained frankly, "I grew up in the base and have never been out on my own. I don't know the way around outside."

"Then what you just did...?"

Gu Zhi Qiu recalled how he had been running around aimlessly all day.

"Oh, that~" Xia Xinghan grinned, revealing his white teeth, "It's my first time out, I'm so happy, I played around for a while."

Gu Zhi Qiu: "..."

She took a deep breath, suppressing the helplessness in her heart, and resumed her calm tone: "I know the way. Stay close to me."

After saying that, she turned around, chose a direction, and started walking away.

He walked slowly, clearly waiting for Xia Xinghan to catch up.

"Thank you, Sister Gu!" Xia Xinghan immediately followed, her voice clear and crisp.

"Who taught you to call girls 'sister'?" Gu Zhi Qiu asked without turning her head, her voice flat. "I'm old enough to be your aunt."

Xia Xinghan tilted his head and thought for a moment, then asked, "Does Sister Gu have a child?"

"no."

Are you married?

"no."

Do you have a boyfriend?

"No!"

Have you talked about it?

"……No."

"Then calling her 'older sister' is perfectly fine!" Xia Xinghan said confidently.

Gu Zhi Qiu paused almost imperceptibly, then didn't continue the conversation, simply saying, "Outside, you call me Senior Sister, and I'll call you Junior Brother."

"Why?" Xia Xinghan asked curiously.

"For no reason." Gu Zhi Qiu's voice remained calm, but her speech seemed to quicken slightly. "So cheesy."

After saying that, she quickened her pace slightly, no longer paying attention to Xia Xinghan's reaction.

However, she soon discovered that no matter how fast she sped up, the small figure behind her always followed at a steady pace, maintaining just the right distance, and even appearing quite relaxed.

Gu Zhi Qiu's heart stirred slightly.

Such speed and endurance are beyond the reach of ordinary children or even low-level cultivators.

Could it be... that he has also broken through the Transformation Realm and reached the "Half-Step Innate" level?

But how old is he?

A thought of investigation quietly arose.

Gu Zhi Qiu no longer held back, his spiritual energy circulated within him, and his footwork suddenly changed!

It was no longer a simple increase in speed, but rather the use of a sophisticated martial art technique.

Her figure became increasingly light and ethereal, as if she had lost most of her weight. Each time her toes touched the ground, she left only a shallow mark on the fluffy snow, which was almost instantly smoothed over by the breeze.

Leave no trace in the snow!

Gu Zhi Qiu's speed continued to increase, like a wisp of blue smoke blending into the light and shadow of the forest, smoothly weaving and nimbly turning among the dense tree trunks, undulating slopes and fallen dead trees, so fast that it left a trail of faint afterimages.

It is the "Lingyan Ferry," a martial art of the B-level movement technique.

Xia Xinghan, who was following closely behind, was slightly taken aback. He felt that the movement technique Gu Zhiqi was using looked familiar, but it was not quite the same as the one he had created. It was far less profound and mysterious than the martial art he had created.

"Senior sister, what kind of movement technique is this?" he asked curiously.

"Lingyan Ferry".

A cool, clear voice came from ahead.

Why not call it Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique)?

Xia Xinghan muttered to himself.

"It is said to have been split and simplified from a legendary martial art called 'Plain Silk Zen Robe'," Gu Zhi Qiu added.