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

At the same time, at the top-floor observation deck of Yunding Mountain Villa.

Lilith changed into a light purple dress and sat on a white wicker swing, swaying slowly.

He was holding a thick, hardcover book with no words on the cover.

The morning light shone on her long silver hair, giving it a soft sheen, making her look like a delicate and quiet little princess.

Lin Mo strolled over, holding a cup of coffee, and sat down unceremoniously on the recliner next to him.

"Good morning, our Witch of Reason~ Did you sleep well last night?"

Lilith didn't even lift her eyelids, and turned a page of her book.

"If you mean you weren't bothered by some woman who tried to sneak up on you at night and pinch your cheek, then that's not bad."

Lin Mo laughed heartily.

"That was Su Wan's way of showing her love for you."

"I can't handle this kind of love."

Lilith closed the book and looked at Lin Mo with her purple eyes.

"What's up?"

"Can't I come and chat with you if there's nothing wrong?"

Lin Mo took a sip of coffee and smacked his lips.

"The coffee beans at the resort are quite good... but there is something I'd like to discuss with you."

"About Li Xian?"

Lilith cut to the chase.

"And his precious daughter."

Lin Mo put down his cup, his nonchalant expression softened, and his eyes sharpened.

What do you think?

Lilith was silent for a few seconds, then gently tapped the hard cover of the book with her slender fingers.

"not simple."

She uttered three words.

"It's more than just complicated."

Lin Mo leaned forward and lowered his voice.

"I have carefully observed their causal lines. The line of the child with the bell is frighteningly bright, and deep in its core there is a kind of 'fission' quality that I cannot fully understand, as if it contains a power that can tear apart the rules. Although it is cleverly concealed, its essence is definitely far beyond the 'mental amplification' she is currently showing."

"As for Li Xian..."

Lin Mo paused, his tone filled with disbelief.

"His causal path... is too 'clean,' abnormally clean. It's as if all the 'results' pointing to him have been sorted out or even 'defined' by some higher-level force."

"Moreover, I can vaguely sense that there are traces of more than one top-level rule surrounding him—space, causality, and even when he was handling that rose yesterday, there was a very subtle sense of power, similar to your [Reconstruction of All Things], in terms of definition and construction."

Lilith listened quietly, showing no surprise.

"besides."

Lin Mo added.

"I suspect that girl, Lingdang, might not be purely human. There's a kind of inhuman spirituality in her energy, although Li Xian has concealed it very well in some way."

Upon hearing this, Lilith slightly raised her chin.

"You just realized that?"

Her tone was flat.

"I 'saw' it when that child approached me yesterday. On the top of her head, there were two 'organs'... concealed by extremely sophisticated spatial folding and energy illusions. The shape was roughly that of a feline's ears."

Lin Mo: "!!!"

He almost spat out his coffee.

"Cat ears? Golden ones? Are you sure you saw them clearly?"

"And it's real flesh and blood, not an energy mimicry."

Lilith said calmly.

"Li Xian's methods are very clever. If I hadn't been particularly sensitive to the structure of matter and energy, and if her emotional fluctuations at the time hadn't revealed a trace of her aura, I might not have been able to detect it."

Lin Mo processed the information, and his expression became incredibly interesting.

"Good heavens... I'm speechless! Just who is Li Xian? He possesses what appears to be top-tier composite powers, and his daughter is a cat-eared, terrifyingly powerful 'non-human' kitten girl? The order of their powers is probably..."

"They're probably all in the top ten, or even higher."

Lilith responded, her tone remaining calm.

"Li Xian's special ability... the essence of the structural power I sensed yesterday was extremely high. Given time, he might surpass me."

This blunt praise made Lin Mo gasp.

What a proud person Lilith is!

Her [Reconstruction of Everything] is recognized as one of the top-tier rule-based abilities.

For her to say something like that...

"Then we..."

Lin Mo hesitated.

"What about us?"

Lilith glanced at him.

"Should we investigate further? Uncover the truth? Or report it to the General Administration?"

"Well……"

"Lin Mo".

Lilith reopened the book, her tone casual yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"At our level, we should understand that everyone has secrets, especially those who are at or near the top."

"Since Li Xian chose to live as a 'B-level Strong Psychic' to take care of his daughter and slack off in the Quick Response Team, he must have his reasons."

"He hasn't shown any danger; in fact, he's even stepped in to protect ordinary people in crucial moments. Li Yu is his sister, and Chen Zhe is his friend. That's enough."

She paused, then looked towards the distant capital city.

"This world needs all kinds of strong people. Sometimes, an 'ordinary' father who seems lazy and just wants to live a simple life with his daughter may be more trustworthy and more interesting than those so-called 'strong people' who are always flaunting themselves and chasing power."

Lin Mo was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and leaned back in his recliner.

"You're right. I was overthinking it."

He picked up his now-cold coffee and took a sip.

"Tsk, the coffee's gone cold... But then again, having such a capable yet unassuming 'teammate' isn't so bad, is it? Maybe I can pull him in as an outside help if I run into any tricky trouble in the future?"

Lilith gave a soft hum.

"That depends on whether he's willing or not. I guess he'd rather stay home and cook for his daughter."

"Haha, that's true."

Lin Mo smiled.

"Then shall we... pretend we don't know?"

"It's not an act."

Lilith corrected.

"It's about respect and tacit understanding. Just like we won't delve into how many dangerous experiments Zhao Mingyuan's lab is hiding, we won't care how many strange things Jiang Yu has frozen in Antarctica, and we certainly won't care how many messy hairs you've dyed."

"Hehe, got it."

Lin Mo stretched.

"Alright then. But... I'm still really curious about his 'omnipotent powers'! Is there any way to get him to 'perform' something else?"

Lilith finally rolled her eyes at him.

"You can give it a try. See if his control over cause and effect can make you choke on cold water for the next month."

Lin Mo shrank his neck.

"Never mind then... I want to live a few more years."

The two exchanged a smile, and a tacit understanding, typical of top-tier experts, was quietly established.

---

On the other side, Li Xian, carrying the bell, finally walked out of the subway station and stepped onto the edge of Tiananmen Square.

A vast square, a majestic city gate, a bright national flag, and a solemn memorial hall in the distance.

Even with his extensive knowledge (in terms of superpowers), Li Xian had to admit that the history and grandeur of this place were unmatched by any superpower.

A solemn yet uplifting atmosphere permeated the air.

The bell also quieted down, its eyes wide open, looking at everything before it.

She didn't quite understand the underlying meaning, but she could instinctively feel its grandeur and solemnity.

"Old Deng, it's so big here...so bright..." she whispered.

"Um."

Li Xian held her small hand tightly.

The square was teeming with tourists, yet the atmosphere remained orderly.

In Li Xian's perception, there were even more powerful auras, some visible and some hidden.

He could roughly count six A-level patrols in the vicinity, and B-level patrols were everywhere.

These people, mixed among plainclothes officers, armed police, and ordinary staff, form an invisible yet incredibly robust security network.

It seems that the power of all things is "stirring up" again, after all, so many "samples" are right in front of us.

Li Xian quickly focused his mind and suppressed his emotions, silently chanting in his heart.

"Stop, stop, stop! That's enough! I ate too much yesterday and this morning! Let me digest first!"

The power seemed to buzz aggrievedly, but obediently fell silent again.

It only maintains basic sensory scanning, no longer actively analyzing and replicating.

Li Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

If he continues to let his powers "eat" like a buffet, he's afraid that he'll accumulate too many new abilities in his mind and accidentally use them all up one day.

He carried the bell and slowly walked forward with the crowd, looking at the city gate and the flagpole, and took a few photos of the bell.

Lingdang quickly recovered from her initial shock and began to take an interest in the elderly people flying kites in the square, the tourists taking photos, and the golden roof of the Forbidden City in the distance, asking one question after another.

"Old Deng, why can that grandpa's kite fly so high?"

"Old Deng, that lady's clothes are so pretty!"

"Old Deng, can we go inside that golden house and take a look?"

"Old Deng..."

Li Xian patiently answered each question.

Just as they approached the flagpole, Li Xian was explaining to Lingdang the significance of the daily raising and lowering of the national flag (although he himself only had a vague understanding).

A small commotion suddenly arose nearby.

A little boy who looked about four or five years old, with his hair parted in the middle and wearing overalls, somehow broke free from his mother's hand and ran towards the road with a giggle.

His mother was looking down and searching for something in her backpack, and didn't react for a moment!

Although traffic flow was controlled along the edge of the square, sightseeing buses and a small number of work vehicles were still moving slowly.

Just then, an electric sightseeing vehicle was slowly approaching in the direction the little boy ran!

"Baby! Come back!"

The boy's mother screamed in terror.

The surrounding tourists also gasped in surprise.

In the blink of an eye, Li Xian didn't even have time to think.

He still held the bell in his left hand, and instinctively raised his right hand, his index finger pointing very slightly towards the ground in front of the little boy, making a tiny, indistinct gesture.

Spatial folding and local curvature adjustment.

It's not about directly pulling the child (which could easily hurt them), nor is it about stopping the vehicle (which would be too noisy).

He simply folded a small space, half a meter in front of the little boy and ten centimeters off the ground, for an extremely short time, creating a miniature, upward "arc".

"Splat!"

The little boy, who was running happily, suddenly felt his foot trip, as if he had stepped on an invisible, soft slope.

He lost his balance, fell forward, and landed on the hard but harmless surface of the square.

"Wow--!"

The pain from the fall made him burst into tears instantly.

At that moment, the electric sightseeing vehicle slowly drove past him less than half a meter behind.

The driver was clearly startled and quickly stopped the car.

The boy's mother rushed over, picked up her crying son, and was filled with both fear and heartache.

He repeatedly apologized to the driver who had stopped and thanked the tourists who had helped him.

No one noticed Li Xian's slight, almost imperceptible movement.

To onlookers, it seemed like the child had tripped because he was running too fast and was lucky to escape unharmed.

Only Li Xian himself knew that the exquisite control of spatial curvature he had just achieved was even more difficult than handling that rose yesterday.

After all, to ensure that the child only trips slightly and does not actually fall and get injured, it is also necessary to calculate the timing and location accurately.

Lingdang witnessed the whole thing, and she looked up at Li Xian with admiration in her big golden eyes.

"Old Deng, did you do this? That's amazing!"

Li Xian raised his index finger to his lips.

"Shh—it's a secret. That little kid just got lucky."

The bell nodded as if it understood, but the little stars in its eyes were impossible to hide.

A minor accident was averted, and things turned out alright.

Li Xian walked away silently with the bell in his hand, concealing his merits and fame.

However, he didn't notice that on the other side of the square, there was a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses who looked like an ordinary tourist but actually had a deep and resonant voice.

He glanced thoughtfully in the direction he had just been, then tapped his finger lightly on the miniature communicator by his ear.

"Report: In the south area of ​​the plaza, an unregistered high-level spatial ability user intervened slightly in a dangerous situation involving a child. The method was extremely skillful, causing no energy fluctuations or spatial ripples. The target has left, and the initial assessment is that there was no malicious intent. Should we continue monitoring this situation?"

A calm reply came through the communicator.

"Record it, keep an eye on them, and avoid contact for now. Prioritize maintaining order in the square."

"clear."

Li Xian was naturally unaware of this little incident.

He was being pulled by the bell, heading towards the roast duck restaurant where he had made a reservation.

"Old Deng, I'm hungry! I want to eat lots and lots of roast duck!"

"Okay, all you can eat."

In the afternoon, the father and daughter, having eaten and drunk their fill, boarded the plane back to Jiangcheng with great satisfaction.

Lingdang, clutching her newly bought Palace Museum cultural and creative cat doll, drooled as she slept on the plane.

Li Xian looked out the window at the receding capital city, lost in thought.

Although there were some minor hiccups during this trip to Beijing, it went well overall.

I met quite a few "big shots", Quan Neng ate his fill (although he was a little stuffed), and Ling Dang had a great time playing.

Most importantly, it doesn't seem to have caused any uncontrollable trouble.

Lilith and Lin Mo probably didn't notice much, right?

He wasn't entirely sure, but he sensed that they weren't inclined to delve deeper.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore."

Li Xian closed his eyes.

"Go home, feed the cat, water the plants, and continue slacking off. That's life."

The plane pierced through the clouds and flew steadily southward.