Super Mechanic: God of Superpowers!

Chapter 164 Fording's Joining

boom!

The grayish-white shockwave tore through the walls, scattering concrete fragments and metal frames in all directions, filling the air with acrid dust.

A three-meter-diameter breach was clearly visible in the hotel's exterior wall, and hundreds of meters below, a dense stream of floating vehicles moved between the buildings like glowing blood vessels.

Ye Xiu seized the opportunity and leaped into the air, precisely piercing the roof of a certain floating vehicle.

Before the driver could even utter the words "What are you doing?", he was slapped unconscious and thrown into the back seat.

The moment Ye Xiu touched the steering wheel, he immediately climbed.

The next second, the airship suddenly rose up and broke away from the planned aerial track, then hovered outside the hotel breach.

"Slap—slap!"

The car door popped open with a crisp sound.

"Come in quickly!"

The crowd quickly squeezed in.

At the same time, piercing sirens came from three directions.

In the rearview mirror, five blue and white police speedboats were arrayed in a fan shape—the security system of the top-tier hotel was indeed responsive.

Caroline spun around and unleashed a crescent-shaped sword strike, the shockwave sending the guards flying several meters.

The moment it pushed off the ground, its figure streaked across the sky like a cannonball, precisely landing in the gap in the roof of the vehicle, the metal frame groaning under the strain.

Ye Xiu glanced at the rearview mirror to confirm that everyone was present, then suddenly pushed the throttle lever all the way to start in sixth gear.

The vehicle lurched forward violently, like a steel behemoth breaking free of its chains and tearing a gap in the three-dimensional transportation network.

Six pursuit units, flashing red and blue police lights, came from different heights to surround the target, but repeatedly missed their target in front of the three-dimensional maneuvering trajectory.

As the two interceptors attempted to form a pincer attack from above and below, the silver-gray vehicle suddenly emerged from the gap at a 45-degree angle, its metal shell scraping against the bottom of the overpass and sparking dazzling flashes.

Having received meticulous training from Master Han, Ye Xiaoshuai had already transformed into a seasoned veteran.

The violent shaking caused the metal supports inside the carriage to groan. Caroline had just grabbed the handrail when she was thrown against the cabin wall by inertia, her lower back slamming heavily against the emergency medical kit.

She gritted her teeth and swallowed the bitter taste rising in her throat, afraid that she would vomit it out if she opened her mouth.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Arosia surrounded by a pale blue halo, her energy body swaying like ripples on water as the vehicle moved.

Suppressed retching sounds came from the corner. Aurora was curled up on the seatbelt, her pale profile peeking out from her disheveled blonde hair.

The girl, who was not yet fully conscious, was thrown into the abyss of unconsciousness by a new wave of centrifugal force.

"Stop immediately! Otherwise we will take coercive measures!" the horn of the Jin Yong hovercar issued an ultimatum.

Ye Xiu chuckled lightly, then suddenly reversed the control lever, causing the rear thruster to spew out a ghostly blue flame.

Accompanied by a tooth-grinding metallic scraping sound, the closest police car spun around and crashed into the airborne GG sign, with a scream of "Yamete!" coming from its loudspeaker.

Ye Xiu had no trouble dealing with this group of local police officers.

Soon, as the pursuit alarm turned into a piercing wail, the scratch-strewn hovercar was already quietly lurking in the shadow of the Twin Towers.

The white mist rising from the car's roof vents quietly blended with the morning fog between the buildings.

"vomit--"

Hela leaned against the car window and dry heaved for a while. Finally catching her breath, she leaned on the seat, panting heavily, and asked:

"Ye Xiu, what exactly happened just now?"

She was completely devastated. How did the promised commission settlement suddenly turn into a city-wide manhunt?

Even more outrageous is that they also tied up a superstar.

Are you trying to fly to the moon?!

Ye Xiu adjusted his sitting posture and looked back; the people in the back seat were huddled together.

He pushed aside Jason Wood's legs, which were blocking the aisle, and tapped Morning Star's forehead, which was stained with blood: "This is the man I'm looking for. He's more than he appears on the surface."

"Your words came at just the right time! Otherwise, I wouldn't have realized that a B-rank psychic was such a formidable character!" Hela gritted her teeth.

Jason Wood gripped the seatbelt, his face contorted with worry: "This is New Ferran Alliance territory! Our mercenary group's reputation is going to be ruined here!"

"Not to mention that the person kidnapped was a public figure under the close protection of the Alliance's directly subordinate security bureau."

"Don't panic." Ye Xiu gestured with his chin toward the unconscious Chen Xing. "This person involved will help us clarify things."

"Threats? I doubt they'll work." Hela's face was full of distrust.

"There's no need to threaten him." Ye Xiu's lips curled into a slight smile. "He will cooperate on his own."

He then pulled the person out of the pile of seats and threw them into the passenger seat, casually grabbing a wet wipe to wipe the bloodstains from the person's face.

Morning Star's once delicate face was now covered in bruises, and she no longer had the glamorous look she had on stage.

"You went a bit too far," Ye Xiu clicked his tongue lightly, poking his swollen cheek with his fingertip. "What a waste of this handsome face."

pop- pop-

A crisp, clean slap served as a wake-up call.

As her thick eyelashes trembled, her eyes slowly opened, revealing a clarity in her pupils that was completely different from before.

The young man sat upright, and his aura suddenly changed—if he was previously beautiful and androgynous, he now exuded a sharp masculine energy.

"Nice to meet you." Morning Star turned her head and revealed a calm smile, her voice deep and warm, "Although your methods were a bit crude, I must thank you for allowing me to see the light of day again."

"You?" Hela was speechless.

Morning Star nodded in greeting: "Nice to meet you, I am Adrian Kevinson Fording."

"You need not be surprised. This body originally belonged to me. As for the 'Morning Star' that you know, he was a rather impolite inhabitant."

Multiple personality disorder? Schizophrenia? Poor acting skills?

Or is it simply a medical condition?

Everyone looked at each other.

"A spiritual host," Ye Xiu said calmly.

A look of surprise flashed across Fording's eyes. He hadn't expected the other party to be able to see through such a secret. No wonder he took action: "Your eyesight is exceptional."

He looked thoughtfully at the mercenary leader, "I just wonder why this alien mercenary group is getting involved in this mess?"

"So it's a spiritual host." Caroline suddenly realized and hurriedly explained the principle to her companions.

Just as martial artists hone their physical bodies, psychic practitioners focus on refining their minds and souls.

Higher beings can extract their consciousness from their original physical body and implant it into the spiritual realm of other life forms to gain a new life.

This is usually the last resort when facing imminent death.

Separating consciousness will cause permanent damage to the soul source, with a success rate of only 0.3%, and failure will result in the annihilation of the spirit.

Unless absolutely necessary, no one would willingly replace their original body.

Morning Star is a case in point. How could a woman like her possibly want to switch to a man?

A psychic would never choose a host whose mental strength is greater than their own.

After the parasitism is completed, the original owner's consciousness will be imprisoned in a mental cage.

Although they retain sensory perception, they lose control of their bodies, like bystanders trapped inside.

Severely injured, Morningstar's consciousness was weak, and he could only curl up deep in his brain to recuperate, which allowed Fording to take over control of his body.

Ye Xiu's attack was aimed at forcing out Fording's true form; a precise strike on Morning Star's consciousness was clearly more efficient than severely injuring his body.

After listening to Caroline's brief explanation, everyone finally understood what had happened.

Hela asked curiously, "When exactly were you parasitized?"

"The last time you controlled the body?" Fording glanced at his watch. "Four years, nine months, and fourteen days, or eight hours and twenty-four minutes if you go down to the hour."

"Five years ago," Caroline's eyes flickered slightly, "isn't that the timeline of Morning Star's debut?"

"That's right." Fording's tone was as calm as if he were telling someone else's story.

"I originally lived on a border colony planet of the Broken Star Ring, which was regarded as a place of exile, but I enjoyed a primitive life of farming and hunting."

"Until one day, the escape pod that crashed in my vegetable garden brought a dying morning star."

"She took over my body on her deathbed and used my identity to become a star."

Ye Xiu pondered to himself that Morning Star's current greatly reduced strength was due to the disintegration of his psychic power caused by the separation of his soul.

She had originally reached the threshold of A-level, but after the body swap, she almost fell to C-level, which is why she needed to collect sacrificial items to restore her power.

It is worth noting that this can be achieved by viewing the other party's panel.

Ye Xiu discovered that Fording's aura of luck was even more impressive than Jason Wood's.

This setting of having a powerful host inside the body seems like a standard feature for protagonists favored by fate.

However, while most people have an old man living inside them, Fording has a young lady living inside him. People are just different.

If it weren't for the appearance of Morning Star, Fording's Buddhist-like, carefree attitude towards life would have been completely different.

They will probably never actively discover the dormant potential within them and will remain ordinary people for the rest of their lives.

Although Morning Star temporarily occupied his body, it also opened up an unknown journey for him.

Otherwise, how could Fording have discovered his talent, which was as deep as the ocean?

Furthermore, Fording later suppressed Morning Star and regained control of the body.

This character embodies a profound coming-of-age narrative—[The Legend of the Singer]!

When it comes to the value of a top-tier protagonist's aura, Fording at his peak was comparable to Hela.

His soulful hymns need no medium to resonate; they echo directly in the hearts of the listeners.

That ethereal singing voice can cleanse the violence and restlessness in the soul, just like the morning mist penetrating through the forest.

Like raindrops spreading across a lake, even the most turbulent waves will eventually subside into tranquility, leaving only the pure joy of new buds breaking through the soil.

On the edge of the interstellar battlefield, a song of peace was sung – this is the legend of Fording that will be recorded in the annals of the stars.

"I can help you regain control of your body and eliminate the uninvited guest from your consciousness. If you wait until she fully recovers, the power will change hands again," Ye Xiu offered.

Fording remained unmoved: "What's the price? I don't believe in free aid."

"You should know about Morning Star's financial account. I want the Inar she's accumulated over the years." Ye Xiu hastily fabricated a seemingly reasonable excuse.

What he truly coveted was the potential of a future giant.

But admitting it now would only arouse suspicion; the image of a greedy mercenary is more convincing.

Fording immediately agreed with this statement.

It's perfectly legitimate for mercenaries to seek wealth, especially since this action is essentially helping the host eliminate the parasite, which is entirely in line with the interstellar mercenary regulations.

Paying with Morningstar's account was completely guilt-free, since he had been using his body for all these years.

"The plan is feasible, but immediate payment is probably difficult to achieve." Fording pointed to his temple with a wry smile.

"The woman had just issued a warning when her savings were touched, and that triggered her mental state."

"I cannot pay the fee until the hidden dangers are completely resolved."

Ye Xiu's eyes flashed slightly. He had anticipated Chen Xing's possible reaction when he made the request, and the result was exactly as he had expected.

He was secretly delighted and nodded in agreement: "You must stay by my side at all times so that I can suppress the backlash of Morning Star in time until a complete solution is found."

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Fording hesitated slightly before saying, "Could you spare her life? She was forced to stay with me back then."

"Although my senses were blocked in the consciousness space for the past five years, I have read through all her memories. She was a pitiful person."

Before he finished speaking, he drew everyone's attention. After all, most people would want to get rid of someone who had been possessed, so such a magnanimous attitude of repaying evil with kindness was truly rare.

"Okay." Ye Xiu nodded.

After the agreement was reached, Jason Wood interjected at the opportune moment: "The most urgent thing is to lift the arrest warrant, which requires you to come forward and clarify things in person."

"Okay," Fording replied gently, glancing at his still-visible bruises in the mirror, and added:

"However, he needs to rest for a while; he's unlikely to be trusted in this state."

……

The area outside the hotel was now in an uproar, with breaking news from hours earlier being broadcast in a loop via holographic projection:

"This morning, renowned singer Morning Star went missing after being attacked on the New Ferran 8 colony. The perpetrators are an alien mercenary group affiliated with the Dragon Tan Floating Island."

Like Leviathans that have smelled blood, various interstellar media outlets parked their hovercrafts densely outside the cordon.

What was originally an ordinary public security case instantly turned into a media storm because it involved a superstar and a well-known mercenary group.

More than ten bizarre speculations have circulated among the public, including conspiracy theories, love-hate relationships, and political and business shady dealings.

Morningstar's massive fan base has created a huge wave on StarNet.

The local police department was already overwhelmed with dealing with the situation, and the inquiry letter from the Central Security Department made the police superintendent feel even more uneasy and under immense pressure.

Just as public opinion was escalating, a dramatic turn of events occurred—Morning Star appeared alongside the so-called "kidnappers."

The moment Fording stepped out of the hovercar, the media swarmed around him, and sheriffs hurriedly formed a human wall.

Not far away, Ye Xiu and his group's vehicles were also surrounded by police armored vehicles, and the flashing police lights turned the scene into a sea of ​​red and blue.

After persuading Fording, Ye Xiu signaled to Aurora to use her powers to repair Fording's facial injuries.

As his superpower took effect, the young man's slightly pale face gradually regained its former glory. Although he still looked a little tired, his handsome appearance was back.

Compared to the androgynous and graceful beauty of the morning star.

At this moment, Fording, who was in control of the body, was surrounded by a gentle aura, like a spring breeze and a warm sun.

Fording handled the media cameras with composure.

Although I haven't personally experienced all of the actions of the morning star while trapped in the depths of my consciousness over the years, I am already very familiar with them.

It means that you may not have eaten pork, but you've seen pigs run.

Five years ago, he was still naive and inexperienced, but now the experience and memories he has accumulated have become the foundation of his confidence and ease.

Although the police and reporters had doubts about this statement, the controversy eventually died down after the person involved clarified the situation.

The sheriff gave a few routine admonitions and then led his team away, while the reporters dispersed dejectedly.

The hotel manager then demanded compensation for the damage to the exterior wall, and Ye Xiu readily paid the amount.

At the same time, he woke up the unconscious hovercar driver and gave him an extra 20 Inars as compensation for the repairs.

Just as Ye Xiu was about to speak with Fording, Morningstar's agent suddenly stood in their way.

The purple-skinned Duna girl glared with her almond-shaped eyes and shouted sharply, "Mercenaries are not welcome here! Please leave immediately!"

As a core member of Morningstar's self-built team, she and many of her female assistants are devoted to their idol with fervent loyalty.

Fording cleared his throat at the opportune moment and announced: "I have something to announce. First of all, all tour plans are cancelled, and the schedule is cleared."

"Understood!" The agent hurriedly took notes, then looked up and met Fording's gaze. Violet's cheeks flushed instantly, and she lowered her head helplessly.

"Secondly," Fording's warm smile was like the March sun, "I will suspend my acting career and set off with them."

"What did you say?!" The manager suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with tears as she glared at Ye Xiu as if she were looking at a villain who had stolen someone else's love, even with hatred in her gaze.

"Sorry, I guess you'll have to look for other jobs." Fording said as he gently stroked the top of her head.

The girl, who had been so tense just moments before, suddenly became as docile as a cat, sobbing and embracing the assistants who had gathered around her, her face streaked with tears.

The girls looked at Ye Xiu with hostility, but when they turned to Fording, their eyes softened with tenderness, and they rushed up to hug him.

The scene resembled a group of heartbroken people who were willing to give up on their love.

Ye Xiu's lips twitched slightly. Although his charm was very high, far surpassing that of Master Han, he was still quite charming.

But compared to Fording, there is still a slight difference.

If good looks can lead to multiple career paths, Fording certainly has the potential to succeed in many areas.

It's true that those with high charm can do whatever they want.

You're awesome.

After disbanding the team and directing everyone to evacuate, Fording ignored the roar of Morning Star in his mind and walked straight to Ye Xiu, opening his palm:

"Now that you have some free time, tell me your plan?"

Ye Xiu's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't speak. Instead, he waited patiently for 0.3 seconds.

Sure enough, a new task notification popped up in front of me:

[Congratulations on triggering the hidden quest – [The Choice]!]

[Quest Introduction: You have carefully discovered that Morning Star is actually a spiritual host, and through this, you have come to know the original owner of the body, [Fording].]

[Mission Completion Condition 1: Expel or kill Morning Star's consciousness;]

[Quest Completion Condition 2: Expel or kill Fording's consciousness;]

[Mission Completion Condition 3: Get Fording and Morning Star to reconcile, with both taking turns controlling the body;]

[Task completion condition 4: Unknown;]

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Upon hearing this, Ye Xiu naturally had a plan in mind, which was the fourth condition for fulfilling the requirement.

Although it is described as "unknown," he actually knows it perfectly well and only needs to spend some time to complete it.

Assigning Jason Wood to Fording's security is perfect; the guy's combat skills are mediocre, so he's better suited for other roles.

When everyone arrived at the dock and airport, Fording, having finished dealing with the follow-up matters, had regained his freedom.

As the spaceship's gangway descended, Ye Xiu noticed that Fording was still standing on the ground, his gaze sweeping over the ship's outline with a complex expression.

"Stop spacing out, hurry up and come up," Ye Xiu urged.

"Okay..." As the metal steps trembled slightly, Fording felt a long-lost sense of control over his body.

This first experience of complete control over the body in five years felt both strange and nostalgic. The consciousness of the morning star in my mind temporarily subsided, and I was focused on healing hidden wounds.

Boarding the ship signifies the start of a brand new journey, but this time you are no longer an observer, but the helmsman of your own destiny.

For someone who reveres nature, this moment has brought him to board a spaceship and join the ranks of mercenaries.

They even tried to develop their psychic potential; this transformation felt like a dream.

His fate took a turn five years ago with the crashed spaceship, which completely overturned his original life plan:

Living in the wilderness with pets, hunting and adventuring in youth, retiring to the countryside in old age, and finally sleeping peacefully by the fire.

Although life now is not what I wanted, it has unexpectedly sparked a certain expectation.

Just as he was preparing to board the ship, a large number of media reporters suddenly surged in from a distance.

"Morning Star, were you being coerced?"

"Don't worry, just tell us. We'll protect you."

The loss of control over Morningstar's operations by its assistant team, coupled with previous rumors of a possible kidnapping, has prompted these astute industry professionals to frantically chase after trending topics.

Faced with a barrage of questions, Fording struggled to break through the human wall and rush up the gangway, and Ye Xiu stepped aside to let him pass.

Unwilling to give up, the reporters attempted to force their way onto the ship, and even began shoving and pushing Ye Xiu, who was trying to stop them.

boom!

An invisible shockwave suddenly spread out!

The media personnel gathered on the gangway were suddenly thrown into the air, rolling to the ground like chess pieces swept by an invisible hand.

Amidst cries of pain, the group of disheveled reporters rubbed their bruised knees as they got up.

At that moment, they finally realized that the man leaning against the cabin door was a battle-hardened mercenary.

Therefore, they dared not approach rashly again.

Ye Xiu glanced indifferently down below, and the metal hatch closed with a hydraulic hum.

With its thrusters spewing out a deep blue plume of flame, the spaceship slowly escaped the colony's atmosphere.

The stars were sparse outside the porthole. Inside the main bridge, Hela pressed her five fingers lightly against Fording's nape.

A dark red aura, visible to the naked eye, rippled above the latter's head and gradually dissipated after several minutes.

"The mind cage is almost complete." Hela wiped the sweat from her brow. "With four layers of mental maze and the hypnotic suggestion of cognitive slowdown, it should be able to trap Morning Star for at least fifteen days."

Fording nodded and said, "She's now greeting your family tree in every language I can think of, and it seems to be working."

Ye Xiu came over and patted Hela on the shoulder, asking, "Are you tired?"

Seeing this slightly intimate gesture, Hela blushed slightly, said nothing, glared at Ye Xiu, and then went to the window.

(End of this chapter)