As someone in sequence 001, I also want to give up today.

The next morning at 7:30, Li Xian was awakened by the sunlight.

He groggily rolled over, burying his face in the sofa cushions, trying to continue the beautiful dream that sweet and sour pork ribs would fly into his mouth by themselves.

But the sunlight was too persistent, and the sounds coming from the kitchen were too clear—

"Snap... thud!"

It was the sound of a knife hitting the cutting board, but it sounded... a little strange.

It wasn't the usual crisp sound of chopping vegetables; it sounded more like something was being precisely "separated," cleanly and without the slightest hesitation.

Li Xian struggled to open one eye and looked towards the kitchen.

Li Yu stood in front of the stove, wearing an apron.

With her back to him, she was preparing ingredients for breakfast.

She held a kitchen knife in her right hand and pressed down on a cucumber with her left, but Li Xian keenly noticed that she wasn't actually moving.

It is not completely still.

Instead, the wrist and forearm maintain an extremely stable posture, with only the fingers slightly adjusting the angle.

Meanwhile, the cucumbers on the cutting board are automatically sliced ​​into uniform, thin slices at a rate of one slice every half second, so thin they are almost transparent.

The thin slices were neatly turned to one side, stacked in a pile, as perfect as if they had been machine-cut.

Li Xian blinked, and his chaotic brain began to work.

He "saw" it—even though it was invisible to the naked eye.

However, in his supernatural perception, Li Yu was surrounded by an extremely subtle silver halo.

The halos of light coalesced at her fingertips into almost invisible threads, connecting to the kitchen knife and controlling the trajectory, angle, and force of each fall.

No, it's not just about controlling the kitchen knife.

Li Xian narrowed his eyes, focusing his senses.

He "saw" something more subtle.

The moment the blade touches the cucumber, finer nerve fibers penetrate the vegetable's fiber structure beforehand, performing "pre-cutting" at a microscopic level.

Therefore, when the blade falls, it is actually just completing the final step, which is naturally incredibly easy.

This is... Sequence 012: Consciousness Slicing?

Using S-level psychic abilities to slice cucumbers?

Li Xian lay on the sofa, a strange sense of respect welling up inside him.

As expected of her own sister, she makes the most of everything in an outrageous way.

As he was thinking, Li Yu seemed to sense something, paused, and looked back.

Li Xian immediately closed his eyes, his breathing even, pretending to still be asleep.

Li Yu stared at him for a few seconds before turning back to continue "chopping vegetables".

But this time, Li Xian could sense that she had restrained her use of supernatural abilities.

The sound of the knife hitting the cutting board returned to its normal "thump-thump" sound.

After lying down for another five minutes, Li Xian slowly got up and shuffled to the bathroom in his slippers.

"Brother, you're awake?"

Li Yu didn't turn her head back.

"Breakfast will be ready soon: fried eggs, cucumber slices, and porridge."

"Um……"

Li Xian gave a vague reply, went into the bathroom, and closed the door.

He stood in front of the sink, looking at his reflection in the mirror—his hair disheveled and his eyes sleepy.

Nothing seemed different from usual, but he knew that some things had changed forever.

He raised his right hand and stared at his fingertips.

The "perception" from last night is still there.

As long as he concentrates, he can "see" the thin stream of energy floating in the air.

He could "sense" the sharp, silvery spiritual energy emanating from the kitchen outside the door—although Li Yu had restrained it, its essential aura was still undeniable.

So... what about copying?

The core of the All-Encompassing Power is "perfectly replicating all supernatural abilities seen." Has he "seen" them?

Li Xian recalled the sensations he experienced when he awoke last night.

He clearly "saw" the ball of silver energy lingering in Li Yu's room and understood its structure, properties, and fluctuation frequency.

That kind of understanding goes deep into the essence, just like you don't need to know how every single part of a car is made.

But you know it's a car, you know it can run, and you know that the wheels go the way they turn the steering wheel.

Does this count as "having seen" something?

He wanted to try it.

Li Xian closed his eyes and sank his consciousness into the newly awakened deep sea called [Universal Power].

It's a strange feeling. It's not like mobilizing muscles, nor like recalling knowledge, but more like... remembering something I already knew.

It's like when you suddenly remember, "Oh right, I can actually ride a bicycle," and your body naturally knows how to balance.

He "recalled" the essential characteristics of the spiritual power belonging to Li Yu that he had sensed last night.

silver.

Sharp.

It can interfere with the boundary between the real material and the immaterial.

The core rule is "the embodiment and segmentation of consciousness"...

Then, he "wanted" it.

It's not about "learning" or "imitating," but something more direct—this should be mine.

hum-

A faint tremor came from the depths of my consciousness.

Li Xian opened his eyes.

In the mirror, a very faint silver glint flashed for a fleeting moment deep within his pupils, so fast it seemed like an illusion.

But the changes have already happened.

He "knew".

[Replicated Ability: Consciousness Severance (Optimized Version)]

[Optimization Effects: Mental energy consumption reduced by 70%, control precision increased by 100%, ability activation pre-cast delay disappeared, and a new "Mind Mark" function was added (cutting trajectory can be preset)]

[Current Mastery Level: Perfect (Replica is Peak)]

[Note: You can now slice cucumbers with your mind, and it's even easier than it is for your sister.]

Li Xian: "..."

He stared at himself in the mirror and remained silent for ten seconds.

Then, he conducted an experiment.

My gaze fell on a tube of toothpaste on the sink. White packaging, blue lettering, and one-third left.

Cutting.

A thought can arise, without even needing to "think" very specifically.

It's as natural as when you reach out to grab something; you don't first think, "The elbow flexor contracts three centimeters and then the radial wrist extensor engages."

A clean cut appeared in the middle of the toothpaste tube.

It wasn't torn apart, nor was it crushed; it felt like being slashed by the sharpest laser.

The plastic material is neatly separated along its molecular structure, and the toothpaste inside hasn't even realized it's about to leak out.

The cut is as smooth as a mirror.

Li Xian stared at the cut, then looked at his fingers—he hadn't even moved a single one.

"...That's interesting."

He muttered to himself.

Then, he thought of a more practical application.

Just as Li Xian came out of the bathroom, Li Yu had just put the fried eggs on the table.

Two golden-yellow sunny-side-up eggs, slightly charred at the edges, with a wonderful aroma.

"Eat quickly, I have class at 8:30."

Li Yu took off her apron and grabbed her schoolbag.

"I won't be back at noon, so you'll have to fend for yourself."

"Um."

Li Xian sat down and picked up his chopsticks.

Li Yu hurriedly drank half a bowl of porridge, grabbed a slice of cucumber, and rushed out.

"Let's go, bro!"

The door slammed shut.

The apartment fell silent.

Li Xian finished his breakfast slowly and deliberately, washed the dishes, and then... sat down in front of the computer.

The document is still the same document.

The title is still the same.

The content remained the same line: "Chapter One: I Don't Want to Work Hard Today Either."

Li Xian stared at the screen, his fingers hovering above the keyboard, not touching it for a long time.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, falling on the tabletop, and dust particles floated slowly in the beams of light.

The sound of a neighbor's television could be heard in the distance, and children's laughter could be heard downstairs.

An ordinary, uneventful morning.

A master of slacking off, who has just awakened a superpower that surpasses all things, and is Sequence 001.

Li Xian blinked.

Then, he did something very much in line with his personality—

He opened the game.

"Writing? What writing?"

He was talking to himself as he logged into his account.

"Such a big event as awakening, shouldn't we celebrate? And of course, we should play games to celebrate!"

Confident and self-assured.

During the game's loading interval, his gaze inadvertently swept over the kitchen.

There were actually a few cups in the sink that hadn't been washed last night.

There were also some oil stains on the stove.

The floor... um, it seems like it hasn't been mopped for three days.

Li Xian thought for a moment.

He closed his eyes and let his consciousness sink into the newly acquired silver ocean.

[Consciousness Segmentation], optimized version.

The object being cut doesn't necessarily have to be a physical substance, right?

He "looked" at the cup in the sink.

A thought swept over it.

Water stains, tea stains, and fingerprints adhering to the cup wall are precisely "cut off" at a microscopic level and separated from the cup body.

The dirt still retains its original form, but it has lost its ability to adhere.

Like an extremely thin membrane, the whole piece peeled off the cup and floated in the air.

Then, Li Xian "thought": Go to the trash can.

The thin film of grime obediently floated towards the trash can and settled inside.

The cup became spotless, even cleaner than if it had been hand-washed, because not a single watermark was left—the water molecules were "cut" and peeled away.

Li Xian opened his eyes, looked at the several clean, reflective cups, and stroked his chin.

"This works well."

He did the same thing.

Oil stains on the stove, dust on the floor, fingerprints on the window glass...

Everything that needs cleaning is precisely stripped away, collected, and thrown into the trash can after being swept away by thought.

In less than three minutes, the entire kitchen and living room were transformed.

They even ate the crumbs of snacks hidden in the sofa cushions.

Li Xian slumped back into his chair and assessed the depletion of his mental energy—it was negligible, roughly equivalent to the panting one experiences when climbing stairs to the second floor.

"No wonder Xiaoyu can use this ability to cut vegetables..." he murmured, "It really saves time."

He glanced at the time: 9:20 a.m.

He had already logged into the game, but then a new idea suddenly came to him.

Li Xian looked at his computer.

The document is still empty.

The editor's reminders for the manuscript are still sitting on my phone.

He touched his chin.

[Consciousness Segmentation]...

Can we cut out "lack of inspiration"?

Can it cure procrastination?

Can you directly extract the "complete first chapter of the novel" from the void?

He tried it.

Stare at a blank document, concentrate your mind, and imagine "the contents of Chapter One".

Nothing happened.

"It just didn't work."

Li Xian curled his lip.

"It seems that we can only cut into things that actually exist, or at least things that are 'conceptually definite'."

He was a little disappointed, but he quickly cheered up—at least he didn't have to do the cleaning himself anymore, which was a huge liberation of productivity.

Just then, my phone vibrated.

It was a message from Chen Zhe:

"Brother Xian, are you up yet? Are you free tonight? I'd like to treat you to dinner as an apology."

It was followed by a dog emoji.

Li Xian raised an eyebrow and replied:

"What crime are you apologizing for?"

"I've been keeping things from you and Xiaoyu. Even though you're not angry, I still feel I should make it official. You can choose the place, all you can eat."

Li Xian stared at the message, his finger hovering over the screen for a few seconds.

He recalled the energy fluctuations he had sensed last night, besides those from Li Yu—some of them came from afar, powerful and scorching.

He didn't think much of it at the time, but now, recalling those fluctuations, there seemed to be one or two that... felt somewhat familiar?

and many more.

Li Xian sat up straight.

Could Chen Zhe also be...?

He recalled the details of the past few years:

Chen Zhe would occasionally say that he was working overtime all night at the company, but he would still be in good spirits the next day.

On several occasions when they played basketball together, Chen Zhe's stamina was beyond that of a normal person...

And the most obvious point:

Chen Zhe and Li Yu are together. Two people with superpowers being together seems more reasonable than one with a superpower and one ordinary person being together?

"never mind."

He collapsed back to his original position.

If it is, then it is; if it isn't, then it isn't.

Anyway, it won't affect dinner.

"Okay."

He replied.

"Hot pot, the one downstairs called 'Hot and Spicy,' at 7 pm."

"Alright! I'm here on time!"

Putting down his phone, Li Xian looked back at the computer screen.

The game character is still standing in the main city, lost in thought.

The document remains blank.

The sun was still warm.

He yawned.

So, he is now a person with superpowers.

Sequence 001, capable of copying all superpowers. It just copied and optimized its sister's S-rank ability, making cleaning especially convenient.

and then?

Then it's time to play games, what else?

Li Xian clicked the mouse, maneuvering his character towards the dungeon entrance.

But during the loading screen, his thoughts still drifted for a moment.

If [Consciousness Severance] is this useful after optimization...

What about other superpowers? If Chen Zhe really has superpowers, what are they?

Flames? Lightning? Or something strange?

If we copy and optimize it, wouldn't it be possible to light a cigarette anytime without having to look for a lighter?

Do we not need to turn on the air conditioner in the summer?

Free heating in winter?

It seems... to be getting more and more useful.

Li Xian's lips unconsciously curled up slightly.

Then he quickly suppressed his smile and reminded himself:

"Li Xian, Li Xian, have some self-respect. You are Sequence 001, an existence above all things, how can you be thinking only about saving on electricity and gas bills?"

but……

Saving on electricity bills is really important.

As he pondered this, he slashed down the first monster in the game.

Outside the window, the city is functioning normally.

In the underground analysis room of the Bureau of Supernatural Abilities, the debate continued.

Li Yu took notes in class, occasionally glancing out the window, thinking about the S-level seminar on the weekend.

Chen Zhe was at the company, staring at his computer screen, his fingertips unconsciously creating a fleeting cluster of sparks. His colleague exclaimed, "Your new fidget spinner is so cool!"

And Li Xian...

He just got a rare piece of equipment in the game and is laughing like a 200-pound child.

Sequence 001's daily life continued in this uneventful way.

At least that's how it appears on the surface.

As for when he will replicate his second superpower, and when he will truly step into that bizarre and fantastical world—

"Let me finish this dungeon first."

Li Xian muttered to himself and slumped back into the chair.

After all, nothing is more important than giving up.

This is Li Xian's life motto, and it remains unchanged.

PS:

Sequence 012 · Consciousness Segmentation

Core abilities: mental manipulation and mind shaping.

Performance:

1. Mental attack: Concentrate mental energy into an invisible blade to directly cut through the target's consciousness, causing severe pain, dizziness, or blankness of consciousness.

2. Mental Protection: Build a mental barrier to resist prying, control, and attacks.

3. Mind control: Can extend mental energy into invisible "tentacles" to precisely control small objects, with high control accuracy but limited load.

4. Emotional perception: vaguely perceive the strong emotions and malice of others.

Style Summary: An elegant tactical controller, capable of manipulating the battlefield with an invisible hand or quietly completing meticulous tasks. A sharp strategist and flexible support within the team.