Looking for the Teacher

Chen Miemie was dazzled by the room full of moving paintings.

It took him quite a while to get used to it.

"I admit your paintings look really cool, but... what's the use of moving paintings?"

"All my paintings are in an unfinished state, containing infinite possibilities.

When I paint something, I can solidify the most favorable outcome out of countless possibilities, thereby influencing the development of reality.

Of course, I cannot paint creatures and events that exceed my [Mystery]."

Chen Miemie's mischievous ideas immediately sparked: "So, you mean if you paint me finding a treasure when I go out, I'll actually find one?"

Xi shook her head: "I can't paint you. Logically, your [Mystery] is lower than mine. I tried to paint you as soon as the meeting ended, but three brushes broke and I still couldn't do it. This is the first time I've encountered such a situation, and I don't know the reason either."

Chen Miemie shrugged.

Xi's ability was to solidify future possibilities and realize the most favorable one. This already belonged to the high-end power of influencing fate.

The upper limit of this power was very high, incredibly strong, and completely unreasonable.

But at the same time, it had many restrictions. A common situation would be that anyone Xi could defeat wasn't strong anyway, and those who were truly powerful couldn't be controlled by her ability.

Those who toy with mystery will always be toyed with by mystery.

Although Chen Miemie's [Mystery] wasn't high, his essence was the Eternal Moon.

How could his fate be painted by a mere [Probability Painter]?

It was actually lucky that she couldn't paint him. If she really did, it would probably become Xi's "final masterpiece."

"Alright, Xi, then we are partners from now on." Chen Miemie held out his hand.

"Alright."

The two shook hands.

Chen Miemie chose Xi as his partner.

There were two reasons:

First, he would have countless anomalies behind him in the future, so he didn't care whether Xi was powerful or not. He could feel that Xi had a simple mind and pure eyes, making her a suitable partner and tool;

Second, he currently lacked a partner who could help him quickly understand the mystical circle. If he missed out on Xi, there was currently no one else available in the organization.

Of course, there was also a hidden reason Chen Miemie didn't want to admit—she was pleasing to the eye. Xi's looks were simply top-tier.

After becoming partners, their relationship immediately changed.

The paintings in the room stopped moving.

In just that short moment, the contents of the newly stilled paintings had become vastly different from before. Some had their sky and earth inverted, some had red and green swapped, some figures had walked far away into the fields, and some monsters had approached the doorways.

"Xi, it seems none of your paintings are finished. Why don't you finish your daily practice pieces?"

"'Completion' is the death of art. I want to leave a 'random growth point' in every painting."

"You're quite the artsy girl."

"No, this is demanded by my [Mystery]. I can never finish any painting."

"Huh? Can't you solidify a possibility?"

"What is solidified is not the end; it can still serve as a new starting point, birthing countless new possibilities. Enough about me, can we talk about your [Mystery]?"

"Sure, my [Mystery] is using moonlight."

"Hm? It's not self-healing or recovery-based?"

"No, the high-level [Immortality] is innate to me, not caused by [Mystery]. My ability before graduation was emitting moonlight. Now, well, I can control moonlight, like this."

Chen Miemie waved his hand.

Pure white frost-moon light, like a piece of sheer gauze, fell onto his hand.

With a point of his finger.

The moonlight gauze floated into the painting closest to him.

The canvas originally depicted the head of a young girl.

As the gauze entered, the girl in the painting wore the gauze over her face.

Xi: ......

Chen Miemie: ......

Xi was shocked by this mystical power that could enter her paintings.

Chen Miemie, on the other hand, didn't know this would happen and was extremely surprised.

Chen Miemie was flipping tables in his mind: I just wanted to use the gauze to cover the canvas, who would have thought the person in the painting would snatch it and wear it!

"You... you... you can turn virtual moonlight into reality, and then turn moonlight creations from real to virtual!" Xi quickly analyzed the characteristics of Chen Miemie's ability.

Chen Miemie rolled his eyes: "Yes, yes, yes, you're so smart."

"By the way, you've been standing for a while. Except for my sofa bed here, feel free to find a place to sit."

Chen Miemie scanned the room, moved some painting tools off a small cabinet, and sat on it.

"Sorry about that. You can sit on my sofa bed next time you come, but not today. Because of the President's daily rule, if you sit on it, you won't be able to leave for 10 hours either."

"It's fine, sitting anywhere is the same."

"Well, it's getting late today, so I'll just tell you the two things you need to do next."

Chen Miemie was delighted. See, this was the benefit of having a partner; he didn't even have to ask, and he was already getting a beginner's guide.

"One thing is to find a teacher in the society to help you quickly become proficient in using your abilities; the other thing is to go to the society's database and start memorizing information."

Chen Miemie almost fell off the small cabinet.

What the hell?

I just graduated from school, why am I still doing this finding a teacher and memorizing books routine?

Xi had an aloof personality and didn't interact much with Chen Miemie's exaggerated movements. She continued to explain:

"Finding a good teacher can allow you to quickly master your abilities and develop useful techniques for actual combat.

And the information in the society's database has been collected over many years, detailing the abilities of other mystics. Only by memorizing it can you know yourself and your enemy when you encounter them."

Regarding finding a teacher, Chen Miemie somewhat agreed. A single word from a great teacher could save him from taking many detours.

But as for memorizing information, he was somewhat resistant.

"Can I not memorize it?"

"Memorizing it won't make you stronger."

Chen Miemie was just about to rejoice.

Xi continued: "But if you don't memorize it, others will. When the time comes and someone weaker defeats you because of it, don't regret it on the spot."

Chen Miemie cursed in his heart: The trend of toxic competition has even blown into the mystical world. If everyone just got along and no one memorized this stuff, wouldn't we all be on the same starting line and have an easier time? Wouldn't that be great?

Chen Miemie: "Is there a possibility that I belong to the type where the opponent's coaching staff and athletes study me thoroughly over and over, but still can't beat me?"

Xi rolled her eyes at him: "The kind of top-tier powerhouse you're talking about hasn't been absent from history, but that kind of existence would never be afraid of memorizing information. They once memorized harder than anyone else."

"Alright, I'll memorize it!"

"Mhm, and take the matter of finding a teacher seriously yourself."

"Then in our society, is there anyone good at knitting sweaters?" Even Chen Miemie felt this request was a bit ridiculous for a mystic.

Xi didn't even have to think: "Yes, Dawn."

"What? The Third Seat's [Wind Maiden]?"

"That's just for the public. The true codename of the Silver Moon's Third Seat, Dawn, is [Wind Weaver]."