478: Chapter 12 Every Sentence is True 478: Chapter 12 Every Sentence is True Breakfast time had passed, and the two satiated individuals returned to their apartment building.
Due to a certain young lady’s inability to control her powers, Gongsun Ce decidedly abandoned the plan to take her out for medicine and instead chose to spend more money to request a doctor’s housecall service.
“Which school were you assigned to?
Didn’t the teachers contact you?”
“Dome City No.
1 High School, class 1A.” Qin Qianbai glanced at the corner of the room, “I did receive a call, but I thought it was a scam so I hung up.
I also saw what appeared to be adult teachers yesterday.”
“And then?”
“…I thought they were villains with ill intentions, so I knocked them out.”
You’re quite the model student.
And we’re even in the same class.
With school starting in a week, and including Kardesia who had been sorted into class 2B, he could already imagine what a chaotic scene the school would be next month…
Could the academic building survive unscathed during the first week?
Unlikely.
Hopeless.
It just seemed impossible!
While Gongsun Ce indulged in his pessimistic fantasies, he took his neighbor into his home — as the girl insisted that no males should enter her place, even last night’s furniture had been brought in from outside the door.
But having conversations in the corridor wasn’t practical either, so Mr.
Gongsun had to wrap his furniture in a protective white coating and welcomed the young lady into his home for a discussion.
“Have a seat.
For starters, how much do you understand about your superpower?”
Qin Qianbai sat on the white-coated sofa, caressing its surface.
“My ability is to manipulate the properties of materials,” she said confidently, “I fully understood its usage the moment I obtained this power.”
Gongsun Ce understood her point, as he had felt the same when he had awakened his powers.
One day, at a certain moment, you suddenly discover that you have a new ability.
How far this ability extends, what specific uses it has, that’s for you to explore.
The inherent nature of this power, however, is crystal clear from the beginning.
It’s like having an instruction manual uploaded directly into your mind, allowing you to naturally comprehend it.
“I can change parameters such as hardness, strength, rigidity, friction coefficient, etc., but I can’t directly change an object’s mass or volume.
When I could control it before, the range of my power was…”
No, no.
This kid completely lacks the self-awareness of a superpower user.
“Stop there,” Gongsun Ce said with a headache, “Don’t you know how to keep some secrets?”
“?” The young lady stared blankly at him, totally clueless.
“You’ve disclosed even the range of your abilities; others could easily exploit you.
Are you good at combat?
Would you tell a stranger how to counter your moves when describing them?”
“…Ah.”
Did she finally understand?
It was difficult to tell from her face, though.
“In any case, it’s best to keep the range and specific effects of your ability secret.
On top of that, you should prepare an alternative strategy, in case your enemies analyze your abilities and specifically target them,” Gongsun Ce patiently explained the basics.
“Now, let’s talk about your condition.
I already know you’re under immense psychological stress and your mindset is really off, which is why your ability is out of control.
Every superpower user encounters this problem when they first awaken their powers.
You will need to take medication and undergo some psychological adjustments.
But before that, you need to learn the most fundamental ability control.”
Qin Qianbai fiddled with the sleeve of her white garment and asked, “Basic control?”
“Right, what do you think a superpower is?”
The girl thought for a moment and replied, “A part of the body.”
“Completely wrong.”
Gongsun Ce casually rolled up a white ‘X’ and tossed it to her.
The young lady looked perplexed as she caught the white cross.
“Isn’t it?”
“How could a power that descends from the sky be your own?
The term ‘awakening’ is just for convenience.
In fact, the more you treat it as an extension of your limbs, the harder it will be to control.
Let me give you an example—let’s agree not to hit people.”
The young lady nodded somberly.
“This morning, your clothes slipped off because the thought ‘slip’ appeared in your mind, so your power, which you consider a part of yourself, automatically acted according to your intentions,” Gongsun Ce spoke rapidly, “But if you view your power as something like a crutch, it won’t happen like that—I said no hitting, okay?”
The white ‘X’ flew toward his head like a dart, stopped by his telekinesis.
“That’s throwing, not hitting.”
“Does it make a difference to the one getting hit?”
“Throwing hurts more.”
“Thanks,” Gongsun Ce dissolved the white material, “To control your ability, start by adjusting your perception.
Once you have the basic understanding, involuntary control slips should largely be resolved.
Give it a try.”
Qin Qianbai sat on the white sofa, silent for half a minute, then said, “I think…
I’ve got it.”
Gongsun Ce used his telekinesis to grab a box of tissues and tossed one in front of the girl.
The tissue remained still.
The girl lifted her face, giving off a very proud vibe.
Gongsun Ce drawled, “The fruit shop next door likes to stock up from the university and sell modified biochemical fruits.
I have a profound memory of their Biochemical Yangmei—the size of a fist, sweet flesh, sour juice.
Bite into one, and the juice explodes in your mouth, almost bringing your eyes and nose together…”
“…”
The tissue in front of the girl turned into a sticky, viscous fluid, flowing down the table like saliva.