Superhumans of the Dome City-Chapter 1327 - 3: Defeating the Demon Within (Part 1)

Logically speaking superpower users should be in the Celestial Capital right now, but since the city’s main body hasn’t withdrawn from the Union, everyone in the small club decided to come to the royal capital for a vacation together. Mr. Shiyu sighed: "The corruption of power on one’s personality appears right before our eyes, how sorrowful. Frankly speaking, I couldn’t help it either, when I first manifested, I killed a large batch of researchers to adjust my mindset, and even then I couldn’t integrate into society for a long time, not good at communicating with people."

Gongsun Ce waved his hand: "I must have been out of my mind to ask you. Big brother? Any ideas?"

Mo Yuankai ordered another carrot cake, munching while he said: "Ah Ce, your current problem is that your destructive desire is too strong. We all know desire is something better channeled than blocked, if you suppress it all the time, you could end up a psycho. But such desire of yours is hard to vent, so I suggest you use the skill of desire transformation."

"What kind of hero secret technique is that?"

"It’s a very practical life skill!" Mo Yuankai eagerly raised his fork, "It means you can use a similar desire to mitigate the existing negative impulse. For example, when you’re feeling down and full of self-destructive thoughts, you can transform it into appetite; when you argue with your girlfriend and want to scream, you can choose to eat something; when you feel powerless and deeply dejected, you can have some junk food..."

"Hey big brother, most of your desires can be turned into appetite, right?" Gongsun Ce said.

Mr. Shiyu wholeheartedly agreed: "The beast in Mo Yuankai’s heart is probably at the scary level of ’I’m going to eat three family meals tonight.’"

Mo Yuankai passionately declared: "Fear not! Since I successfully lost weight, my superpower returned, now I’m as handsome and debonair as I was four years ago, and nobody stops me from eating four bucket meals in one sitting!"

"Alright then, Mr. Shiyu, send a psychic message to Orianna, just say big bro is going to eat four buckets of fried chicken tonight."

"No problem, hello, is this the Seventh Knight?"

"Stop it, you two idiots!"

Mo Yuankai paid an extra two egg tarts to silence the brothers, and after finishing them, Gongsun Ce announced his destructive desire hadn’t lightened much. Mr. Shiyu proposed a new suggestion: "If you can’t destroy in reality, transfer it virtually, how about playing a game for a bit?"

Gongsun Ce’s face, having regained some color, suddenly turned gray again: "Ah haha. I just booted up a game of Monster vs Humans a few days ago and almost smashed my machine. Halfway through playing, I suddenly remembered the past of the Silent King, couldn’t hold the controller, and felt a surge of guilt..."

"Ah, this really is."

Gongsun Ce buried his head in his hands, his voice trembling: "I turned off the computer right there and lay on the bed unable to forget, wondering how much resentment all those NPCs and monsters in games I killed so many times in the past must feel towards me, doomed to break through the screen and come after the culprit someday..."

"Ah Ce, shut up, if you keep talking, I’ll never dare to play games again in my life!" Mo Yuankai wailed.

"Qiluo, quickly perform a cyber exorcism for Gongsun to help him escape the electronic avenger’s clutches."

Qiluo’s head popped out from the phone, glanced at Gongsun Ce shivering at the table, and said woodenly: "What are you up to again..."

·

Another fifteen minutes later.

Since Gongsun Ce got caught in a dark and clammy state of madness, the two had no choice but to drag him out of the café for some sunlight to ward off evil. Presently, Gongsun Ce sat on the bench, holding a cup of takeaway hot tea, his melancholy resembling a frustrated philosopher: "I doubt this issue of mine can be cured."

Mr. Shiyu patted his shoulder encouragingly: "Believe in yourself, Gongsun! So far, you’ve gone crazy many times, how can you fall this time?"

"Don’t make me sound as fragile as glass shards."

"If you can’t vent your emotions, try solving the problem at its root." Mo Yuankai said, "The best way to combat destructive desire is to conquer it, you need drive! To subdue the source of the destructive impulse, defeat it!"

Gongsun Ce’s mouth twitched: "Big bro, your words are like asking me to single out the Silent King... If I could defeat the Silent King, why would I fear destructive desire..."

"I’m not joking, this is from my personal experience. I’ve been listening to the King of Greed nag for four years now, and I feel much tougher than before." Mo Yuankai patted his chest, righteous and strong, "Why so? Because I resisted her temptation, I have the capital to overcome desire! So if you can rightfully convince the Silent King, rebut the Silent King, then you’ll achieve a mental victory, and you won’t fear any destructive impulse again!"

Gongsun Ce’s eyes widened: "Damn, I actually think your nonsense makes some sense for a moment."

"There’s no time to lose, let’s practice." Mo Yuankai clapped his hands, "Shiyu Lianyi, your temperament is the bleakest, you cosplay the... calamity herald of destruction, we’ll help Ah Ce do a drill."

"You guys are talking that incomprehensible jargon again, aren’t you?"

Shiyu Lianyi reluctantly stood up, slightly bowed his back, messing up his hair. His entire demeanor transformed instantaneously, the look in his eyes under messy hair becoming dark and somber, the deep black suit accentuating his pale face, making him seem like a resentful ghost risen from the underworld. Mo Yuankai involuntarily sucked in a breath: "No wonder it’s Silent Phase +11! Truly bleak!"

Shiyu Lianyi pointed his finger at Gongsun Ce’s forehead, whispered: "Fight... Fight! Destroy this unreasonable world!"

Gongsun Ce thought to himself, Mr. Shiyu sure has professional training, these two short lines portrayed the hatred and malice vividly, almost causing me to draw my sword and massacre. Adjusting his mindset, he was ready to seize the chance to overcome his mental block, but suddenly felt the surrounding temperature a bit lower.

When he saw the black flame at the edge of his vision, Gongsun Ce felt as energized as if he drank a whole bottle of cooling oil. A girl with black hair and red eyes stepped out from the flames, standing silently behind Shiyu Lianyi. She narrowed her eyes at Gongsun Ce, her delicate face void of expression, only the tribulation flame in her view quietly burning.

Mo Yuankai praised the brother’s acting skills, gave a thumbs-up to Gongsun Ce: "Go on, Ah Ce! Show your ambition in defeating the Silent King!"

You two idiots can’t you see!!! Showing ambition now would be very bad aaaaaah!

"Fight... Fight!"

You also quit it already aaaaaah!

The Silent King emanated an overwhelming sense of oppression, instinctively telling Gongsun Ce that turning around to run at this point might really end badly. Wearing a serious expression, he stepped forward, grabbed Mr. Shiyu’s arm, and righteously declared: "Boss! Who do we slash today!"

"You’ve completely succumbed to your destructive desire, haven’t you?" Shiyu Lianyi said.