Wan Jie Hospice Care Company

Chapter 83 Supernatural Powers

Xu Yunhan was very flustered.

He hadn't eaten for two days; his last meal was just a bowl of thin millet porridge so watery you could see your reflection in it. Hunger burned like fire in his stomach, making his vision blur and his limbs weak. When Xiang Yu invited him to dinner, the aroma seemed to waft to his nose, making it impossible for him to refuse.

But he didn't expect the meal to be so grand.

Before the waiter could reply, Xiang Yu reached into his pocket and a golden bean appeared at his fingertips.

Holy crap, gold!

Xu Yunhan stared wide-eyed; he had never seen gold before in his entire life.

Xiang Yu then flicked his hand and slapped the gold beans in front of the waiter.

As if under a spell, the waiter's favorability rating instantly soared, and he began to nod and bow, pointing in the direction for Xiang Yu.

Xiang Yu and Xu Yunhan sat down in the middle of the restaurant, facing each other.

The location was extremely conspicuous, surrounded by well-dressed diners, who frequently glanced at him. Xu Yunhan hunched his shoulders and sat down, wishing he could hide inside his collar. His patched hemp clothes clashed terribly with the silk robes around him, making him look like a sparrow that had mistakenly wandered into a flock of peacocks.

Xiang Yu looked at the restaurant's menu, ordered several dishes, and then waved his hand to dismiss the waiter.

At this moment, Xiang Yu finally spoke to Xu Yunhan: "May I ask, Master, what school or sect do you belong to, and how did you determine that I've been having bad luck lately?"

Xu Yunhan casually stroked a non-existent beard, then feigned composure and said, "We are naturally from the Xiang family, and our lineage is passed down through a single successor. Our greatest skill is determining people's fates, which is also known as the art of fate determination!"

"Holy crap?"

Xiang Yu was stunned for a moment, then gasped.

Magic?

Wait a minute, isn't this just an ordinary Han Dynasty? Is it a Han Dynasty with magic powers? Is it a Han Dynasty where immortals have become?

No wonder—no wonder this world's world level is C-. You know, the last millennium world had guns, cannons, and nuclear bombs, yet it only managed to become a D-level world. How can your ancient dynasty, which doesn't even have modern science, be a higher level than the millennium world?

In other words, this world is both strange and possesses some extraordinary power?

Seeing Xiang Yu's great shock, Xu Yunhan immediately felt more confident in his sect: "Our Xiang Sect's techniques are profound, don't be surprised, don't be surprised."

After thinking it over, Xiang Yu regained her composure and placed the alchemy furnace on the table. She wiped her hands with her sleeve and was about to continue asking questions when Xu Yunhan's gaze fixed on the furnace.

"Alchemy furnace? May I ask if you are a member of the Yin-Yang School?" Xu Yunhan asked, somewhat surprised.

Instead of directly denying it, Xiang Yu asked in return, "What makes you say that?"

"You underestimate me, sir. The Xiangmen and Yinyang Schools were originally one family a hundred years ago. During the Qin Dynasty, the world was in chaos, and the schools fell apart and fled, thus splitting into two factions. The Yinyang School is in charge of external arts such as alchemy and puppetry, while our Xiangmen School cultivates internal arts such as destiny determination and divination. The design of this alchemy furnace is precisely the heirloom of the Yinyang School."

"It seems the master's skill is extraordinary. I am indeed a member of the Yin-Yang School." Xiang Yu secretly made these notes in his mind. It seemed that the alchemy furnace in his hand could serve as a token of the Yin-Yang School.

"Hahaha, it's nothing to worry about!" Xu Yunhan was so flattered he felt like he was floating on air.

The dishes were served one after another.

Steamed mutton, blanched chicken, boiled fish in salt water, along with several kinds of green vegetables and a jar of wine. The steaming dishes filled the table, their aroma filling the air.

Xu Yunhan's eyes suddenly turned green, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he was about to drool.

However, when Xiang Yu saw the simple, even somewhat crude, dishes, he couldn't help but shake his head in disdain.

There's no MSG or soy sauce, so the only seasonings are salt and Sichuan peppercorns, which don't taste very good.

So Xiang Yu only ate a few bites, leaving the rest to Xu Yunhan.

Anyway, he had already made calorie bombs like fried chicken cakes when he was on Earth, so he wouldn't be short of a little bit of simple energy.

How can boiled or boiled chicken compare to deep-fried chicken?

Xu Yunhan lived up to expectations. After being starving for a long time, he began to eat voraciously, and at this point, his psychological defenses were greatly lowered.

It was at this time that Xiang Yu began to ask questions about this world.

For example, the power system, the major sects, and the current situation in the capital.

This world is indeed quite different from history. The various schools of thought in the pre-Qin period each had their own systems and strengths. Although combat power cannot be quantified like in fantasy novels, there is something that can be used as a benchmark for measuring strength.

Supernatural powers.

When a person masters a skill to its highest level, they can acquire "supernatural powers." The more supernatural powers a person possesses, the more powerful they are.

Of course, supernatural powers are not just about combat strength; they also have many other amazing uses. For example, the supernatural power of the Xiangmen school is to clearly predict the future, while the supernatural power of the Yin-Yang school is to refine elixirs.

As for the imperial court, the current emperor promotes the Huang-Lao philosophy, advocating for the people's well-being and rest, and the Daoist school is at its zenith. However, Confucianism, Mohism, and...

The various schools of thought, including military strategy and legalism, continued to operate covertly among the people, each remaining dormant.

Finally, Xiang Yu asked if there was anything special about the capital.

"I'm new to the capital too—but I heard the curfew in the capital has been earlier lately, and no one, men or women, are allowed to go out after 5 PM—it's said to be haunted, hahaha." Xu Yunhan shook his finger. "In my opinion, how many ghosts are there in this world? Have you seen any?"

How could I not have seen it?

However, Xiang Yu chose not to answer the question and continued to engage in awkward small talk with the other party.

Just as Xiang Yu was about to ask the other party if there were any rumors about ghosts, a fragrant aroma came from behind.

The fragrance was very faint, like some kind of precious, cool fragrance, but the moment Xiang Yu smelled it, the hairs on the back of his head stood up instantly.

Along with the fragrance arrived a palpable killing intent.

The temperature in the air seemed to be sucked away in an instant, the noise of the surrounding diners was infinitely pulled away, and the whole world was left with only the sound of the wind breaking through the approaching aroma.

Xiangyu's pupils suddenly contracted.

Without the slightest hesitation, he instantly grabbed the bronze alchemy furnace from the corner of the table with his right hand, shifted his body weight backward, and his boots scraped against the wooden floor with a sharp screech as he staggered back two steps.

Just as he stepped back, a dark figure flashed from the restaurant entrance to his original spot like lightning tearing through the air.

too fast.

The speed was completely beyond the range of Xiangyu's dynamic visual perception, leaving only a blur and slightly distorted air ripples.

The dark figure stopped in front of him.

It was a woman.

She was dressed in a black, form-fitting outfit, a black belt cinching her waist, and her long hair was tied up high with a matching ribbon. Her features were exceptionally striking, with exquisitely beautiful eyebrows and eyes, but her eyes were as cold as ice in winter, devoid of any warmth. She stood before Xiang Yu, radiating an aura that warned others to stay away.

Xu Yunhan was still chewing his food and had no idea what was happening when the woman arrived beside them.

"Alchemy furnace—" The woman's gaze fell on the bronze furnace in Xiang Yu's hand, and a cold smile curled at the corner of her mouth. "You must be a brat from the Yin-Yang School."

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