Superhumans of the Dome City-Chapter 1392 - 10: Disorder Factor

Gongsun Ce’s hand flickered with a snake shadow, and the power of the lie immediately took effect. The child’s eyes only saw everything as usual, with the listless uncle from the neighborhood office accompanying him down the stairs, babbling about the need to stay safe when home alone.

If he had a true perspective, he would have seen what happened behind him. The missile Master Jing launched stopped abruptly in the air, with not a sound within the entire 401 room area. Telekinesis tightly bound the threatening Master Jing, making him freeze in place like a statue.

"Looks like some mass-produced minions, the style of your Fan Ding Realm is quite peculiar."

Gongsun Ce casually threw four shuriken to create a skill that isolated communication, bypassed Master Jing, and entered the room. From its words, the so-called "disorder factor" seemed to be a commonly used term among both Fan Ding Realm and Empire high-ups. So, the method of judging the harm of the transmigrator was probably learned by ancient Empire people from these Master Jings.

"The Universe Patrol Department does the same job as Master Jing... they might really be collaborating..."

Gongsun Ce was not surprised by his new title, the "future man" who intruded into this segment of virtual history was undoubtedly a hidden danger to the current order. However, this strange thing’s detection ability was way too strong; his concealment skills have always been abundant, yet how could it see his origin at a glance?

Master Jings probably have an innate insight into the "disorder factor," making it a difficult task to maintain long-term concealment here...

Gongsun Ce searched around the room and found no other life besides the aggressive Master Jing. The furniture in the room was old, but the environment was clean, indicating frequent cleaning. Expecting a child who runs to the arcade every day to perform detailed cleaning is unrealistic; the housekeeping here is probably all done by Master Jing. In the child’s room, he found metal building blocks, a mechanical rocking horse, a tambourine, and a series of small objects, all similar in style to that token. This Master Jing seemed to have taken on the role of the child’s "elder," not only doing all the chores alone but also handcrafting various toys for the child.

"From the looks of it, you’re not bad. Why treat me so brutally?" Gongsun Ce glanced at him. The Metal Immortal stood blankly, like a truly dead object, speechless.

Gongsun Ce gathered all the items crafted by Master Jing and led the bound Master Jing downstairs. During this time, the gray snake in the disguise had already led the child to the "neighborhood office," where the fat director Liu Zhongwu kindly conducted an evaluation for him. Right now, the child is running to the small supermarket at the street corner, holding that coupon, his figure as happy as a bird.

"Children are easily satisfied; two packets of small chips and a bottle of ice-cold cola can make them happy for a day. 30 yuan is three days of happiness, like a windfall overnight." Gongsun Ce said, "What’s the evaluation result?" 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"Harmless, purely a misplaced child, unlucky kid." Liu Zhongwu showed him a black-and-white talisman paper, on which the white color was being covered by black at a visibly rapid pace until it vanished completely. He put away the talisman paper: "I just chatted with the child for a bit, he said his parents are often on business trips, and he is solely cared for by an uncle who works in a factory. Now that uncle has been taken by us, how do you intend to handle this?"

"Leave a substitute to act as Master Jing at the house, and when his happiness runs out, tell him that the Immortal has a destined path and can no longer stay in this mortal world to play. You, with a tough fate, surely have fortunes ahead, work hard to become an outstanding person, and if the Immortal sees it from the heavens, they would be happy too." Gongsun Ce said lightly, "Later on, he will naturally encounter someone entrusted by the Immortal to take care of him, living a peaceful life in a more spacious house."

"Sounds good." Liu Zhongwu nodded, "Gongsun Ce, you are meticulous and thoughtful."

They stopped talking, watching the child’s back until he disappeared at the corner. Situ Yi glanced around, speaking softly, "Everyone did a good deed today, why are they all so glum?"

"Feigning ignorance. Taking away a child’s sole reliance, what kind of bullshit good deed is that!"

The harsh comment suddenly appeared, the black-clad painter leaned at the old building’s entrance, wearing a mocking smile. Yan Qi appeared without a trace, just like he did, elusive 13 years later. He did not ask anyone’s opinion, nor did he greet the Crown Prince, just grabbed Master Jing’s arm and dragged the mechanical being toward the street.

Gongsun Ce frowned, "Yan, where are you headed?"

"None of your damn business."

Yan Qi turned his head, under the cloth, his eyes stared at Gongsun Ce’s head, the mocking expression on his face vanished, resembling the cold indifference of Master Jing. Gongsun Ce suddenly had a hallucination, feeling like he was looking at a human-shaped black hole, as if the young man in black was a type of abyss that would turn everything around into pitch black, silently consuming.

"Quick reaction, knowing not to let it communicate. Or else Divine Capital City would have had a great show today." Yan Qi said.

Yan Qi dragged Master Jing away, and Gongsun Ce suddenly understood the reason for the earlier hallucination. He could not feel the other’s gaze, although Yan Qi looked at him, there was no image of him in his eyes.

Gongsun Ce nudged the nearby Liu Zhongwu, "Is he always this arrogant?"

"Ah, he’s always been an asshole, impervious to any advice, every day knows only how to stir up trouble." Liu Zhongwu sighed, "Let’s go, that Master Jing Yan Qi will handle it, we should escort His Highness back to the Eastern Palace."