Unfilial disciple, do not ruin your master's dream of ascension and peaceful life.

The next day, everything was as usual.

Ye Yinqiu didn't seem very energetic when she woke up in the morning. She looked at Qianjing with a furtive gaze, and it was hard to tell what she was thinking.

"Didn't sleep well? Was the space too cramped?"

"No, no, it's not that... Waaah... Master, I hope you remember—you can tell me anything you need! I will definitely cooperate!"

"Oh, okay."

She blushed and didn't dare to meet Qianjing's eyes. Qianjing was puzzled and decided to let her be.

Afterwards, Qianjing had another argument with his younger sister. She was very upset that Qianjing let Ye Yinqiu share a room with him. She was seriously worried that her brother would become a pervert. She only reluctantly accepted it after Qianjing showed her the newly built partition wall in the middle of the room.

"By the way, what did you talk to Xiaoyue about recently?" she suddenly asked.

"Xin Wenyue? No, I don't even have her QQ."

"That's strange, she always seems distracted lately..."

"It's none of my business."

Qianjing had little interest in her sister's best friend, even though she was the school beauty, and besides, the title of school beauty had changed hands after Ye Yinqiu enrolled.

……

……

Today was another peaceful day.

Qianjing skipped class in the morning to go to the arcade to play DanceMoe. On Earth, he relied on arcade rhythm games like DanceMoe, SDVX, and chuunibyou rhythm games to maintain his skills and prevent his martial arts abilities from completely deteriorating.

Ye Yinqiu has now learned to use chat software to a basic extent. She will send him QQ messages during class breaks to report on her progress. Although the messages are sent very slowly and are full of typos, at least they can communicate to some extent.

The report was nothing more than what words she had learned, what books she had started to read, and how many classmates she had met... The anticipated conflicts and frictions did not occur. Even if some girls disliked her and wanted to trip her up, that was a matter for the future.

(The campus belle stories that are common in urban fiction are surprisingly absent... It's good that they didn't appear; it would be too awkward to have that campus belle thing in real life.)

He breathed a sigh of relief and continued playing with Wu Meng until almost afternoon before returning to school.

"...?"

When he arrived at the school gate, he suddenly felt someone watching him, staring intently, as if they didn't care at all whether they would be discovered.

He looked around, searching for the source of the gaze, and finally locked his attention on the security camera at the school gate.

Qian Jing had a strong intuition: someone was spying on him through a camera.

"…………boring."

He flicked his finger discreetly at the camera, and the lens shattered instantly. The sound was so subtle that no one noticed.

As the camera was destroyed, that gaze disappeared as well.

He sensed something and quickly left.

Qianjing left very early this afternoon, without waiting for his foolish apprentice.

It's 4 p.m. now, not yet rush hour, and most of the people on the road are parents picking up their children from kindergarten.

As he walked, he stopped and looked up.

Above us, the sky had darkened, the setting sun was hidden behind thin clouds, and airplane contrails dotted the surrounding area, nothing particularly remarkable.

But his focus wasn't on the sky or the tall buildings, but on the power lines.

When did so many complicated and messy wires get strung up on the utility poles along this road? This is a newly built road, not an urban village where dangerous use of electricity is commonplace.

Looking around again, there was no one else on the road except him; the other people had been driven away by some external force.

The electronic GG signs on the exterior walls of the shopping mall, the televisions in the windows of electronics stores, and everything else that could be used as a display screen were constantly flashing, revealing empty images of human eyes, as if all eyes were watching him.

Looking down again, there were a lot of messy wires and cables scattered on the ground, some making a buzzing sound of electricity, and others wriggling like snakes.

Faced with such a bizarre scene, Qianjing felt only disgust.

He asked helplessly:

"So, who are you? Why are you following me?"

As if the other party had been waiting for those words, a large number of wires converged, tangled, and twisted, eventually forming a crooked human shape in front of Qian Jing.

The wires forming the head of the pedestrian walkway twisted like the surface of water, from which emerged an old-fashioned CRT monitor, its screen filled with static. Only the speakers emitted a hoarse, indistinct electronic voice.

【Friend, nice to meet you. I just wanted to get to know the ascendants in Pujiang District. No ill intentions.】

This humanoid object, made up of wires, a display screen, a speaker, and scrap metal, emits a hoarse voice that is neither male nor female.

This is clearly a clone of the opponent; the real body is nowhere to be found.

"That's what bad guys always say before they start something," Qian Jing said listlessly.

If I had any hostility, I would have attacked you long ago. I really just wanted to make friends.

"Sorry, but I don't really want to be friends with people who don't even show their true colors."

It's alright, we'll meet again soon. I came to Pujiang District to conduct a site visit before anyone else...

"...'Field investigation'?"

As part of the investigation, could you please provide some reference data?

Before he could finish speaking, a wire suddenly shot out from its body. Qian Jing dodged it with minimal movement, and the wire missed its target and pierced a car parked by the roadside.

Then three more wires came tangled around, but Qian Jing, true to form, dodged them all with minimal movement, and the attack missed.

[Quick reaction speed, possesses strong physical skills, but not to the level of a physical enhancement type or a mental specialization type.]

The car, which had been punctured by the wire, suddenly started on its own and accelerated toward Qianjing. Like a stuntman from the 1980s, Qianjing flipped and rolled onto the hood to absorb the impact, and then smoothly flipped off the roof of the car.

Several other power lines became entangled in three electric scooters parked by the roadside, and they simultaneously accelerated towards Qianjing. Qianjing nimbly dodged the first one, then jumped over the second. The battery of the third scooter suddenly exploded the moment it got close. Qianjing managed to create distance in time, but her hands and face were still burned by the flames, which then slowly healed.

[Reaction speed has further improved, reaching the threshold of the physical enhancement system, and possesses a certain degree of self-healing ability. Preliminary judgment—]

"You're so noisy."

Qianjing picked up a pebble and flicked it, hitting the display screen on the head of the wire-shaped figure and shattering the screen, but the speaker continued to play sound.

[—Proficient in using projectiles, and judging from the fact that breaking the security camera at the school gate was done using the same method, the initial assessment is that this is a beginner-level physical enhancement ability, with low threat level, low cooperation level, stable personality, and no strong aggression. That concludes the investigation. Thank you for your cooperation.]

After saying that, the human-shaped wires disintegrated, the broken television set fell to the ground, the tangled wires shrank into dark corners and disappeared, the eyes on the electronic GG sign closed, and the street returned to normal.

"……nerve."

Qian Jing shrugged and quickly left the street.

He shook his hand as he was almost home, and the burns that had been slowly healing instantly disappeared without a trace.

Qianjing is very perceptive of others' hostility and knows very well that the other party is not there to fight, and even seems a bit dim-witted, so... this makes people even more curious about "what does it mean".

"Anyway, let me tell Lao Lin first, another strange guy has come to Pujiang District..."