Chapter 28: Chapter 24 Source Power
The three returned to Black Market Factory No. 425, entering through the side door, unseen by others.
Back at the factory, all three removed their masks. The Ghost-faced Man turned out to be quite young, looking only seventeen or eighteen. When he saw Xu Mo, he was momentarily stunned, appearing very surprised, and said, “It’s you…”
At the church concert, Xu Mo had suddenly stood up. The Ghost-faced Man had fired a shot at him, which Xu Mo avoided. At the time, he thought it was just an accident; it seemed it was no coincidence after all.
“It looks like you two have met before. Xu Mo, Uncle Fang sent him. This is Fang Ze, only a few years older than you,” Ye Qingdie introduced.
Fang Ze nodded at Xu Mo and then walked away alone, seemingly in a somber mood.
Ye Qingdie glanced at him and softly said, “Since that day, he’s been feeling guilty, blaming himself.”
Xu Mo understood; it was because of Uncle Fang’s death. Mentioning Uncle Fang made Fang Ze feel down.
Moreover, Fang Ze also carried the Fang surname.
“Given the circumstances, it’s not his fault,” Xu Mo said. Uncle Fang insisted, and by the end, even Xu Mo himself was in imminent danger. There was no other choice but to retreat.
Perhaps in Fang Ze’s eyes, he felt he had abandoned his companion, thus feeling guilty. But it was the rational decision.
Ye Qingdie turned and walked toward the firearms, with Xu Mo following behind.
“Fang Ze was raised by Uncle Fang. After Fang Ze’s parents disappeared, he was captured, and it was Uncle Fang who saved him and kept him by his side,” Ye Qingdie said with her back to Xu Mo, causing Xu Mo’s heart to tremble slightly. No wonder.
If that was the case, it would indeed be a difficult psychological hurdle for him to overcome.
After all, Uncle Fang was gone!
To Fang Ze, Uncle Fang was not just a companion but a benefactor and the person who raised him.
Ye Qingdie stopped in front of a row of firearms and asked, “Which one do you want to learn?”
“All of them. Let’s start with the handgun,” Xu Mo replied, figuring the portable handgun was essential to learn for ease of carrying.
“Alright. The tuition is expensive, so we can take it slow. First, get familiar with the parts; follow me to disassemble it,” Ye Qingdie said with a smile. At the casino, she had won over four hundred thousand Federation credits. That brother of hers was quite generous, not even asking her for any.
“Why did Sister Butterfly go after Tang Sen?” Xu Mo asked, a bit curious.
“Tang Sen and his junior brother were cheating at the casino, harming countless gamblers. If it were just that, it would be excusable as the gamblers brought it on themselves. But Tang Sen and Cobra cooperated, one gambling and the other lending money. Anyone who fell into high-interest debt would drag their families down, with people coming to collect, or even taking people as collateral, ruining many families,” Ye Qingdie’s voice turned cold.
Xu Mo thought of Bai Wei, who had lost everything to the man with golden-rimmed glasses and had taken his own daughter to sell.
In that light, Tang Sen and his brother deserved to die.
“What kind of organization are you?” Xu Mo asked again.
“Do you want to join?” Ye Qingdie looked at him with a smile.
“You haven’t told me what Source Power is,” Xu Mo didn’t respond directly, continuing to disassemble the handgun with her.
“Source Power is a type of energy that exists in the universe. According to one theory I’ve heard, Source Power is the origin of the universe, and the entire universe is composed of it, omnipresent,” Ye Qingdie explained. “The human body can naturally absorb Source Power, although very little. Through specific Breathing Techniques, the body can align with the Source Power’s energy field, absorbing more and causing the body to evolve. However, it varies from person to person; some absorb it well, others less so.”
‘Energy, magnetic fields, dark matter?’ Xu Mo thought to himself. In his original world, there was no Source Power. Although energy was omnipresent in the universe, and some of it could be absorbed by the human body, it couldn’t be directly utilized by humans, merely sustaining normal life functions.
Could it be that humans in this world evolved differently from those in his original world?
“You must have used a Breathing Technique to absorb Source Power, right?” Ye Qingdie asked Xu Mo. His physical fitness was strong. Without absorbing Source Power to evolve, it would be challenging to reach such a level through mere practice.
“Yes,” Xu Mo did not deny it. “So, people strong in the underworld have all cultivated Breathing Techniques?”
He didn’t tell Ye Qingdie that he not only absorbed it but could also directly sense the energy field, even utilizing it!
“Not necessarily. There are other means, like Genetic Warriors, Cyborgs, and Source Power Weapons,” Ye Qingdie said, looking at Xu Mo with great interest. “After absorbing Source Power, haven’t you acquired some special ability?”
“Hmm?” Xu Mo paused his actions and looked at Ye Qingdie. “Do all people who absorb Source Power develop special abilities?”
“All?” Ye Qingdie smiled.
“No, as far as I know, most people only undergo physical evolution, but to what extent is unclear. At least, I haven’t seen anyone evolve to a qualitative change yet. What special abilities do you have, Xu Mo?”
This guy looked like he was only fifteen and didn’t even know what Source Power was, yet he exhibited extraordinary abilities.
So Ye Qingdie was very curious about what special ability Xu Mo had awakened.
Xu Mo showed a thoughtful expression. A special ability—was it the brain’s metamorphosis that gave rise to certain abilities?
It seemed so; he suspected that not only his body but his brain had also evolved!
His vision, penetrating ability, perception, telekinesis, computation power, and even the direct utilization of Source Power were all due to brain evolution.
“Is it the visual penetration ability?” Seeing Xu Mo remain silent, Ye Qingdie guessed with a smile. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone else.”
“Uh…” Xu Mo was stunned. Had she figured it out?
“In the casino, several times your thrown numbers weren’t high, but you still won. Given that you had the ability, why didn’t you throw higher numbers unless you knew you would win because you saw the opponent’s numbers?” Ye Qingdie continued, Xu Mo’s behavior didn’t make sense otherwise.
“Many seasoned gamblers can tell the numbers by listening,” Xu Mo deflected, not daring to admit it. This ability was too risky to acknowledge!
“For others, yes, but recognizing the numbers by sound requires training, not just good hearing. Only seasoned professionals can listen to the numbers, and you are too young and have only gambled a few times. During the chase, twice you knew what was behind you, even in the blind spots, and accurately threw hidden weapons, hitting the target without fail. There’s only one possibility—you can see into the blind spots, which is similar to a form of x-ray vision, right?”
“And in the last game, although I don’t know what method you used to keep the dice numbers unchanged, you must have known the numbers; otherwise, you wouldn’t have been so confident,” Ye Qingdie continued with a smile. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep your ability a secret.”
Xu Mo still didn’t speak. He couldn’t admit it.
“It’s rare to develop extraordinary abilities from absorbing Source Power. It’s a stroke of luck. Knowing your abilities can also help with training. I won’t mind,” Ye Qingdie reassured.
Xu Mo looked skeptically at Ye Qingdie, who smiled gently. He nodded and said, “Just a bit better perception and vision, with some degree of penetration power.”
“Of course, if I don’t focus, my vision is just slightly better than normal,” Xu Mo added, fearing she might ‘misunderstand.’
“So you can see, right?” Ye Qingdie smiled at Xu Mo, but her smile made Xu Mo’s spine tingle.
“Sister Butterfly, I don’t quite understand,” Xu Mo feigned ignorance.
“Think again,” Ye Qingdie stepped closer to him.
“Normally, I can’t see,” Xu Mo said, feeling aggrieved.
“Didn’t you take quite a few glances when you arrived?” Ye Qingdie asked.
“…” Xu Mo explained, “That’s because Sister Butterfly has a great figure.”
He was telling the truth.
“You seemed to look at me a few times in the casino too,” Ye Qingdie continued smiling. He must have focused at the casino; he could see the dice inside the cup, after all.
“…” Xu Mo’s expression darkened, “Sister Butterfly, you said it was fate, and you wouldn’t mind.”
“I don’t mind. I just want to spar with you,” Ye Qingdie said, lifting her bare foot swiftly, kicking Xu Mo hard, leaving a gust of wind.
The distance was too short for Xu Mo to dodge, so he blocked with his hands. Her slender, beautiful leg kicked him squarely, sending him flying and crashing to the ground.
Xu Mo got up, a bit angry, his gaze slid down Ye Qingdie’s body as he said, “Pink!”
Maybe it was his anger, but Ye Qingdie’s face turned red. She rushed at him quickly, and Xu Mo, just getting up, was kicked again, hitting the wall, feeling like his bones were about to break.
“C!” Xu Mo shouted loudly.
“Bang, bang, bang…” The factory echoed with dull sounds.
Fang Ze and Xiao Qi rushed over and saw Xu Mo crouching against the wall with his head down while Ye Qingdie stood nearby with arms crossed, staring at him. The two looked at each other, weakly asking, “Sister Butterfly, what happened?”
“Nothing, just sparring with Xu Mo. Go about your business,” Ye Qingdie turned and smiled at them.
The two looked suspiciously at Xu Mo. Was this sparring?
“Scram!”
Seeing that the two hadn’t moved, Ye Qingdie spat out a word. The moment she finished, they quickly disappeared, vanishing in an instant!