Superhumans of the Dome City-Chapter 34 - 21 The Defeated Water-Fiend Part 2

34: Chapter 21 The Defeated Water-Fiend (Part 2)

34: Chapter 21 The Defeated Water-Fiend (Part 2)

In a room of the grey-white office building at the sewage treatment plant, Shiyu Lianyi was watching from the window as Gongsun Ce and his two companions argued incessantly below.

Their voices had disturbed the brute beasts, and dozens of fierce beasts were slowly closing their encircling net, attempting to seize the enemy in one fell swoop at the opportune moment—a sight clear to him from his high vantage point.

Shiyu Lianyi covered his lips with his right hand, striving to suppress the laughter that was about to escape his mouth.

Once his emotions had stabilized, he said to himself, “It can hardly be called a good idea.

It would be more apt to offer a different solution to the problem as an Impermanence Law Enforcer.”

The roar of Gongsun Ce echoed in his mind, “You just paused for a moment—you’re definitely laughing, you bastard!”

“Haha.”

“You’re not even trying to hide it—you’re laughing!

Is blowing up sewage tanks really that funny to you, you freak?”

Unable to hold back, Shiyu Lianyi laughed out loud in reality.

He had to admit, the comedic sense when these people solemnly discussed the topic was particularly strong.

Pity that the conversation would never end if it went on, so he put away his mischievous thoughts and asked Gongsun Ce:

“Takizawa Yoshikazu’s strange phase ‘Divine Communication’ creates brute beasts with varying abilities using sewage as the material.

What do you think is the best way to deal with him?”

“The crack method by force is always the best,” Gongsun Ce said without hesitation, “One of the most practical lessons I’ve learned from my senior brother is that problems that can be solved with brute force don’t need brainpower.

Now that the crack method by force is not viable due to concerns about explosions, hurry up and tell me your idea.

Remember, quickly—lest I exert too much force and blow up the whole plant, then Kardesia living in Fixed Wing District will be waking up in the dead of night to strange smells.”

That would certainly be an unpleasant experience.

Shiyu Lianyi coaxed gently, “Impermanence Skill is a power that comes from the mind, and if you can understand the other party’s thought process, you can also grasp the enemy’s bottom line to a certain extent.

The carrier of Impermanence Skill, the manifestation of its power, any possible environmental constraints, and the wishes, objectives, or thoughts revealed through them—try to understand from these aspects.”

“It’s quite different from our usual focus on the entity, range, and power restrictions.

Let me think…

The carrier for the corrupted brute beast is sewage, the power is to create animals from sewage, there is no evident environmental constraint, the expression is…

That there’s life in the sewers, too?

Doesn’t quite feel right.”

Before he could elaborate, Gongsun Ce negated it himself.

Shiyu Lianyi gave one last small hint; this would make his friend’s cracking seem more “natural” to others.

“Consider his declaration again, and I believe you’ll understand, Gongsun…

Now, I have some things to deal with, so I will take my leave first.”

“I’d be happier if you just came over and helped,” Gongsun replied.

“Oh no—my Superpower is just a mind-reading ability convenient for communication.

Please don’t trouble me with participating in a frontal battle.”

“Now you’ve switched to the Superpower User identity?” Gongsun Ce mocked mentally.

“Everyone on the stage of life is an actor who changes masks at the right time.

Let me remind you before I go…”

Observing the brute beasts’ forming encirclement, Shiyu Lianyi spoke just before they launched their attack, “You were surrounded by eighty large brute beasts a minute ago.”

“You scheming twisted freak!!!”

“Goodnight, spectacle-wearing irascible man.”

From downstairs came the heavy sound of something smashing into the ground, probably Gongsun Ce channeling all his anger into the poor brute beasts.

Shiyu Lianyi chuckled and turned around, only to hear someone else’s voice in reality.

“Is teasing idiots your idea of fun?”

A man wearing a mask was leaning against the door, tall and cloaked in black.

Shiyu Lianyi was somewhat surprised and bowed respectfully to him.

“Good evening.

You arrived sooner than I expected.”

Even through the mask, Shiyu Lianyi could imagine the man’s slanted glance.

“You sure look like a normal person now.

You finally learned something called manners, haven’t you, Shiyu kid?

Spit out the situation quickly, then come over and work like a mule.”

That an expert as arrogantly self-assured as him was out and about with his face covered was funny…

As Shiyu Lianyi guessed the reason, he responded with a smile, “As you wish.”

·

Downstairs at the office building, Gongsun Ce transformed the white giant hammer in his hand into a sharp cone, smashing a porcupine-shaped brute beast into a puddle of sewage.

Alice had just shot through multiple rabid dogs when a swarming mass of mosquitoes blocked her vision from all sides, making the Hunter’s voice particularly irritated: “Give it your all, now’s not the time to worry about our surroundings!

I’ve already expended quite a bit of energy battling that masked man, and I can’t guarantee I’ll maintain a stable teleportation!”

Gongsun Ce didn’t immediately reply; he was pondering the true nature of the enemy’s ability.

Sewage, decay, life…

Shiyu Lianyi had suggested he think about the “declaration”—it would be the words Takizawa Yoshikazu uttered before activating his power…

—After life perishes and becomes filth, it is within the pollution that new life emerges.

“Miss Alice, what’s the declaration for the Impermanence Skill?”

“Why ask this all of a sudden?” Alice explained instinctively, “It’s a technique similar to self-suggestion.

Condensing the complex concept behind the construction of Impermanence Skill into a brief declaration can strengthen the impression and thereby enhance its power to some extent.”

It sounded hopelessly idealistic, but given that the technique itself originated from the power of the mind, on reflection, it seemed reasonable.