The Only Player in 'Child of Stardust'-Chapter 42 - 37 Whoa ()
Chapter 42 -37 Whoa, ()!
Chapter 42 -37 Whoa, ()!
“Gender?”
“Armed helicopter.”
“This needs to be stamped, I’m seriously going to write it down.” Jiang Wuming showed Zhou Yuan the paper and pen in his hand.
“Male, male, male.” Zhou Yuan quickly changed his answer, then realized, “Wait, what’s the stamp for?”
“Ah, it’s a long story. I’ll explain it to you later… Age?”
“20.”
“Occupation?”
“I was a security guard, just got fired recently.”
“So, that’s flexible employment… Education?”
“Middle school, but I did pretty well on the high school entrance exam, kind of halfway to high school.”
“Alright then…” Jiang Wuming filled out the form, signed his name, shut the folder, and set it aside. Turning his gaze to Zhou Yuan, he said, “Your mental state seems to be recovering well, any discomfort physically?”
“No.”
Zhou Yuan paused for a moment, a trace of confusion appearing on his face, “Who are you? Wasn’t I just at a memorial service?”
“I’m Jiang Wuming. As for what just happened…”
Jiang Wuming gave a slight smile, “That’s what I’m here to explain to you.”
“Let me ask you, in your memory, what triggered the Third World War?”
…
The Transcendent and the extraordinary, the Third World War and the First Supernatural War, the founding of the Control Bureau, extraordinary people and Aoneng Power…
Jiang Wuming talked on and on.
Zhou Yuan looked utterly shocked, with an expression of bewilderment, daze, and incredulity, just like a normal person learning about the existence of the Extraordinary World for the first time, shattering his worldview.
“…In short, due to some coincidences at the memorial service, you awakened.” Jiang Wuming finally finished explaining, quickly picking up his thermos and taking a sip of goji water to moisten his throat.
Zhou Yuan’s mouth hung open slightly, seemingly dumbfounded. It took him quite a while to snap back to reality, staring at his hands and muttering, “I have superpowers now?”
“That’s right,” Jiang Wuming said. “If you focus, you’ll feel that Aoneng Power is as natural as a person’s instinct, easy to grasp.”
Zhou Yuan theatrically closed his eyes to feel it, and after a while, Jiang Wuming’s shadow slowly stood up, standing still.
“Wow!”
Zhou Yuan, both shocked and delighted, got out of bed and reached out to touch the shadow. His hand passed right through it. “What can it do?”
“Unfortunately, it can only be used to scare people.” Jiang Wuming shrugged.
“Huh?”
“It’s just a shadow, what else do you want it to do?”
“Uh… like… backstabbing during an ambush? Stealthy reconnaissance?”
“That would require diligent training. Only by enhancing your spirituality and proficiency with Aoneng can you develop various special abilities.”
Jiang Wuming pointed to the neatly folded clothes on the table, “Since you’re almost fully recovered, change your clothes and come with me to register.”
With that, he stood up and left the ward.
Zhou Yuan picked up the clothes and changed into them, secretly thankful that he had the foresight to stash the Illusion-Awakening Charm into his backpack just before losing consciousness, or it would have been a hassle.
After changing his clothes, Zhou Yuan left the ward and followed Jiang Wuming out.
“What is this place?”
“Xinhu City Control Bureau Headquarters. This is the medical department; next, we’re heading to the office area.”
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They took the elevator to the second floor. Upon arriving at the office area, Jiang Wuming led Zhou Yuan to the door of a small conference room, “Go on in.”
Zhou Yuan pushed the door open and found two young men chatting inside.
“Hey, another one.” The two young men greeted Zhou Yuan warmly, inviting him to sit.
“We’re all here to register after just awakening our Aoneng Power.”
One of them, a nondescript young man with glasses, pointed to himself, “My power is being able to cheer someone up with sweet talk.”
“I can summon a turtle shell to block attacks.” The other, shorter man with small eyes said.
“I can only control shadows.”
Zhou Yuan briefly introduced himself, secretly puzzled by how strange their Aoneng Powers seemed.
Soon, the door to the conference room was pushed open, and Jiang Wuming and Chen Guangxi walked in.
Jiang Wuming didn’t want to write reports, so he took on these tasks, while Chen Guangxi was just bored and came along for the fun.
“Alright, you three, let’s register your information next.”
Jiang Wuming sat down, took out a document, and opened it, “First, let’s verify some basic details.”
“Wang Xiaoming.”
“Here,” the ordinary-looking young man with glasses responded.
“In the last five years, you pursued a woman named Zhang Xiaohong relentlessly, doing everything for her, covering her living expenses, including food, milk tea, movie tickets, hotel stays, and even buying her sanitary products. Even when she went on dates with other men on Valentine’s Day and asked you to drive her, you gladly complied, hoping to be with her in the end.
But in the end, she didn’t marry you, breaking your heart, and in extreme sadness, you awakened your Aoneng Power.
Is that correct?”
“Yes…” Wang Xiaoming’s face turned green, the word squeezed out between his teeth.
“Oh my, what a simp!” Chen Guangxi exclaimed.
Wang Xiaoming felt a bit embarrassed, but quickly regained his composure. After all, he had become an extraordinary person now and was sure he could win his goddess’s heart with his Aoneng Power.
Then, those who laughed at him now would be envious later!
“Next, Wang Daqiang.”
“That’s me.” The shorter man with small eyes responded.
“You are married, and before your wedding, you followed your wife’s advice and had a vasectomy, which led to a series of complications, ultimately failing the reversal, and causing complete infertility. One year after your wedding, your wife gave birth to twins.
Additionally, you sold your old family house to buy a new one in the city, with the property deed in her name, and you turn over all your salary every month without keeping a penny for yourself.
