Arrival

Qi Yuan listened with a growing sense of exasperation. Is this really how you see me, as some kind of problem child?

Well, he had to be...

Otherwise, there would be no way to explain why someone with the ability to solve the Three Zhu monster problem wouldn't breathe a word about it, just watching others get anxious and frustrated.

"I'll see what I can do," Qi Yuan replied, giving an ambiguous answer without clearly agreeing or refusing.

Yu Anhe didn't push further. At the level of high-ranking Superhumans, few people could really control them, and it was perfectly normal for them to have some quirks and hobbies.

Having dealt with so many high-ranking Superhumans, he had long since become immune to such things.

As long as it wasn't criminal, it was just considered having a personality.

"Alright, want to have lunch together?" Yu Anhe asked.

"Sure," Qi Yuan agreed. He had originally planned to go find the twins, but since he was going to Bitfo Country anyway, there was no need to rush.

As the two walked out of the Duty Bureau, Qi Yuan once again saw those middle school students.

They seemed to be arguing about something, with one of them getting particularly agitated, his face red and fists clenched as he shouted at his friends.

As Qi Yuan and Yu Anhe gradually approached the entrance, the argument became clearer.

"My dad is the strongest Superhuman! Even Qi Yuan has never directly defeated my dad, so how can you say he's stronger than my dad?!"

The most agitated boy roughly shoved one of his companions, glaring at his friends with reddened eyes before turning and running away.

His friends looked at each other, at a loss for what to do.

One scratched his head awkwardly, "Wasn't he the one complaining that his dad was irresponsible and made the whole family take care of him, which is why we agreed?"

"How should I know? He's always complaining about people calling him 'Qi Yunzheng's son' and how his dad is never home. I thought they didn't get along well," another friend replied, equally confused.

"If he's got the guts, he should yell at his dad. He's spoiled!" someone said indignantly. They had good intentions, but not only were they unappreciated, they were yelled at too.

"It's still his father, let's just be more careful next time. For now, let him cool off," another suggested.

"You're right."

They calmed down and huddled together, whispering over their phones.

After watching this drama unfold, Yu Anhe massaged his temples, feeling a headache coming on. Hadn't his sister-in-law told her child that Qi Yuan was his cousin?

Whoever was the strongest was his relative anyway.

This was just family criticizing family, what a waste of energy!

Qi Yuan looked away and asked, "Where shall we eat?"

Another little brother, he wasn't interested in this.

From his personal experience, it was best to pretend not to see such things if possible. Too much trouble.

Better to let him fend for himself and bother others.

After all, his mother hadn't reconnected with her brother yet, so he could put it off for as long as possible.

Yu Anhe snapped back to reality, "How about that noodle shop at the entrance? I'm a regular there, they give generous portions and the taste is good too."

Although this Qi Yuan kid didn't listen to advice, he was a good junior for not making fun of the old man.

Even though Yu Anhe was only middle-aged, dealing with a bunch of problem children/youths/adults every day had left him with little hair left. He couldn't wait to fast-forward to retirement.

...

"You can see faint flashes of light from here, the fighting must be intense," commented a muscular middle-aged man wearing a tank top. His long pants were his last concession to the increasingly cold weather.

He evaluated New York City in his deep, rough voice.

Hearing Nine Seats member Wu Huahua's words, Qi Yuan yawned and looked down through the window as the pilot was landing at the designated spot.

Inside the helicopter, besides Nine Seats member Wu Huahua and Qi Yuan, there were also Xue Shizong and related personnel.

After Qi Yuan's refusal, Hong Feiheng had been replaced by Xue Shizong as the accompanying personnel.

Yu Anhe thought for a moment and then added Wu Huahua to the group.

He wasn't sure if Qi Yuan was willing to do the liaison work, but he was very clear on one point: letting Qi Yuan handle liaison work involved a very large element of unpredictability.

Giving people the cold shoulder would be a minor issue. If Qi Yuan suddenly took a notion to trick all the higher-ups in Bitfo Country, what would become of international relations?

After all, he was the secret Nine Seats member. Even if everyone knew, they had to pretend not to notice. No problem!

So, the travel party was settled.

Once the helicopter stabilized, they disembarked one after another.

This was a city near New York City. Although not as prosperous as New York City, the environment wasn't bad.

Qi Yuan noticed that Smith, who had departed with them, had just gotten off the Bitfo Country helicopter when he was urgently called away.

Unlike the lightly equipped Dragon Country team, Smith and his group had brought along a bunch of young people. These young people stood around awkwardly, not knowing what to do. The "twins" were also conspicuously present.

If Smith, who was also SS-rank, had been there, Qi Yuan really couldn't guarantee that the illusion wouldn't be seen through. After all, he was only SS-rank now, and there was a considerable gap between his power and what the cursed monster imagined.

Now that he had the chance, he might as well take care of it and save himself another trip later.

With this thought, Qi Yuan immediately took action.

The illusion spread silently, obscuring everyone's vision.

The "twins'" illusion was different from the others. Their consciousness gradually blurred, and soon they were in an unconscious state.

"All the information about how you separated your bodies."

Qi Yuan issued the command, and the images that surfaced in their subconscious minds slowly unfolded in the illusion.

A pair of seven or eight-year-old twin girls sat at the dining table, eating with a man and a woman who appeared to be their parents.

One of the girls put down her spoon and was scolded by her mother, "Jennifer, don't be picky, you have to eat the carrots."

"I won't, let Wennie eat them."

Jennifer shook her head vigorously, her entire body conveying a signal of refusal.

This remark made her mother laugh and cry at the same time, "Wennie eating them won't end up in your stomach."

"I have magic to live in her body, she eats them and it's like I ate them, and I can... um..."

Jennifer's age was not enough to express her thoughts clearly: "...take away... something warm from her..."

After struggling to express herself, she directly demonstrated it in front of her parents, hanging onto her sister Wennie.

This action made their parents' faces change dramatically for a moment, but they quickly calmed down.

As for the reason, Qi Yuan saw it on the cake on the table.

[Congratulations to Wennie/Jennifer on awakening their superpowers!]

In a normal family, the eldest daughter, who had already awakened her superpowers, possessing a parasitic ability, would make them happy for their daughter having an extra ability compared to others.

But their eldest daughter was separated from the younger daughter, which made it hard for them not to think that maybe the separation surgery was incomplete or that the time had come for the eldest daughter to return to the younger daughter's body.

"Why can Jennifer live in my body, but I can't?"

Wennie also didn't want to eat carrots and asked unhappily.

"That's because Jennifer lived in your body before, and then the doctor helped Jennifer shape a body, so now she can..."

Their father's clumsy explanation was interrupted by their mother's shrill scream.

"Don't tell the children these things!"

"Alright..."

The father patted his wife's back soothingly, then crouched down to speak to the two of them, "Jennifer, Wennie, tomorrow we're going to the hospital."

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