Regarding the matter of awakening lightning abilities after transformation

You eighteen years from now.

Where should I find a paintbrush now? He smiled and carefully put his things away.

Section 52, Chapter Fifty-Two: Lap Pillow

Six days after Qi Bei received the letter, on the Lanjiang City border expressway.

A heavy truck loaded with goods was moving smoothly forward. The driver was a man in his forties or fifties. His blue work clothes were slightly worn. He wore coarse cloth gloves on his hands and gripped the steering wheel tightly. His hair was dirty and messy, his beard was unshaven, and he had a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his mouth.

The truck was towing a heavy container, its outer packaging painted a barely noticeable yellowish-brown.

He passed another camera, spat the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and slowly took out his phone from his pocket.

There is a checkpoint two kilometers ahead. Please slow down and proceed with caution.

The car gradually slowed down, and a photo popped up on the phone that was fixed in place.

The photo shows what appears to be an undeveloped wasteland, with soft mud and overgrown weeds. In addition to the gray-green lawn, there are several lush locust trees in the distance.

It must be said that the photographer's timing was terrible; a plastic bag happened to be hanging on one of the tree branches, completely ruining this natural scene.

After staring at it for a while, the driver closed his phone and mentally visualized the scene.

Northwest, locust trees, soil...

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and saw a ripple spreading out fifty meters in front of him.

The truck roared past, and the behemoth, four meters high and ten meters long, vanished without a trace the moment it touched the ripples.

The private car driver who had been following behind it woke up from his drowsy state and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"What's going on?" The driver turned on the dashcam to see if he was seeing things.

The truck was driving normally, slowed down, and then... suddenly disappeared.

"Holy crap, is this some kind of ghost?"

......

Fanxing, Gu Cheng washed the tomatoes and cut them into chunks.

"Are the eggs ready?"

"Ah."

Su Wanxi nodded and handed the beaten egg mixture to the other person.

To save time, the two decided to divide the work. Su Wanxi couldn't cook, so she could only help out; Gu Cheng did most of the work herself.

Is there anything else to do?

"That's all. Just take these two dishes over." Gu Cheng wiped the sweat from her brow and slowly poured the eggs into the pan. Su Wanxi followed the instructions, took the plates, and then leaned against the table to wait quietly.

"Let's eat!"

The arrival of the soup marked the official start of lunch. Gu Cheng took the chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish, and chewed it slowly between her teeth.

After removing the fishy smell, only a rich and mellow aroma remained, which tasted quite good... She couldn't help but eat more.

These days, Gu Cheng's cooking skills have improved significantly.

She used to eat alone, just making do with whatever was available, but now that Su Wanxi is with her, she has to abandon that casual attitude.

Gu Cheng herself can go hungry, but Su Wanxi cannot.

As the ancients said, to win a woman's heart, the first thing to do is... wait, what is she thinking?

Speaking of which, the ingredients in the refrigerator are updated every day, but Gu Cheng has never proactively gone out to buy any. Every time she opens the refrigerator, it's basically the same few things: vegetables neatly wrapped in plastic wrap, and various meats pre-processed. It doesn't seem like she picked them out at the market; it's probably just ready-made products from the nearby supermarket. The bitter melon she made on the first day never made it to the table again; Su Wanxi most likely only bought what she liked to eat.

Gu Cheng tacitly refrained from pointing it out; as long as she was happy, that was fine.

After finishing their meal and washing the dishes, Gu Cheng followed Su Wanxi upstairs.

Today is Thursday, and it's Su Wanxi's turn to rest. She put her shoes aside and leaned her long legs together.

"Training this afternoon?"

"Okay." Gu Cheng agreed; this was the time they had booked from the beginning.

She took a book from the bookshelf titled "One Flower a Day," a flower arrangement book as the title suggested. Gu Cheng originally read it simply for work, but later became completely engrossed in it.

Su Wanxi leaned against the pillows for a nap, and Gu Cheng gazed at her for a long time with tender eyes.

With a light touch of the finger, the book turns to the page it was previously reading, and the reader continues reading.

Compared to professional flower arrangement books, "One Flower a Day" is more like a leisurely read, calm and ethereal, and can even soothe the reader's spirit.

Unfortunately, Gu Cheng had been looking at it for several days and had already reached the bottom.

The last page of the book features an elegantly designed vase with a pale purple cornflower in it.

After staring blankly for a moment, Gu Cheng closed the book and rubbed the corners of her eyes.

I'm a little tired...

She propped her arm on the edge of the bed, closed her eyes, and quietly rested.

Just a short nap, won't fall asleep...

Springtime drowsiness, summer fatigue, autumn lethargy, and winter hibernation—the laws of nature once again triumph over individual will.

After struggling several times, Gu Cheng was finally defeated by sleep. She gently lowered her head and fell asleep leaning against Su Wanxi's lap.

"..." Feeling something pressing on her legs, Su Wanxi slowly opened her eyes.

Lowering her head, Gu Cheng leaned slightly, her cheek pressed against her thigh near her knee, her long, black hair spread out along the edge of the bed.

Asleep? Su Wanxi didn't make a sound or dare to move, she just quietly watched her.

What exactly happened to you...? These past few days, Gu Cheng has not shown the slightest sign of anything unusual.

The dissolving shadows, the superhuman vision far exceeding the D-level standard. Perhaps these are just coincidences, and there's nothing wrong with her.

With her slender fingers clenched, Su Wanxi shook her head, stopping her self-deception, but her gaze still wouldn't leave the other person's face.

Gu Cheng has very good skin, as fair and tender as a baby's, which is one of the reasons why Su Wanxi likes to pinch her cheeks.

"So cute," I thought to myself, barely resisting the urge to pat her head.

Having her legs pressed down like that was a bit uncomfortable, so Su Wanxi couldn't sleep and picked up her phone to look at some sheet music.

In a hazy state, Gu Cheng felt a warm and smooth touch on her cheek, and she subconsciously rubbed against it.

"Hmm?" Realizing something was wrong, the girl suddenly opened her eyes.

The first thing you see are long, slender legs encased in sheer stockings, with the area near the knees slightly red from prolonged pressure.

Gu Cheng looked up, and her eyes met Su Wanxi's in mid-air.

"..." The two remained silent.

"Have you eaten yet?" Gu Cheng asked blankly, her mind a complete blank.

"I've already eaten." And it was made by you yourself, Su Wanxi looked at her meaningfully.

Oh no... I can't even concentrate. Gu Cheng's cheeks turned red, and she stammered, unable to speak.

"Miss Su... I..." In her panic, she added a respectful title to her words.

"Su Wanxi".

"I'm sorry, um, I... I didn't mean to."

Gu Cheng wished she could travel back a few hours and punch herself for sleeping on a girl's lap without her consent.

"Is it comfortable?" Su Wanxi pinched the other person's cheek and asked her curiously.

"...Comfortable." Gu Cheng responded weakly, her heart pounding.

"That's good." Su Wanxi nodded in satisfaction.

Is this a matter of comfort or discomfort? Gu Cheng felt like she was about to cry.

Section 53, Chapter Fifty-Three: Opening

Looking at the girl's delicate and beautiful face, Su Wanxi reached out her finger and gently poked it.

"Have you had enough sleep?"

"Mmm." Gu Cheng didn't dare to look directly at the other person, but subconsciously stroked her long, flowing hair.

"Let's go, it's about time." Su Wanxi sat up and rubbed the numb area. Her fair skin sank slightly when touched by fingers, and her slender waist was also exposed charmingly with the movement.

Gu Cheng felt her whole body burning up, and her face flushed even more. If she stayed any longer, she might die of shame.

"I'll wait for you outside." After lying down for a while, Gu Cheng's bent calves were also a little numb. Feeling a tingling sensation under her skin, she limped out of the room.

Recalling the enchanting moment, especially the smooth touch on her face, Gu Cheng pressed her forehead against the wall and banged it hard twice.

This little devil... lap pillow... her heart was practically leaping out of her chest...

In the room, Su Wanxi opened the wardrobe and carefully selected her training clothes for the afternoon.

When she came out after changing her clothes, the flush between Gu Cheng's eyebrows had not completely subsided.

"I'm leaving." Su Wanxi changed into a black trench coat, replacing her sheer stockings with fitted trousers, and still wearing the Martin boots she wore that morning. The hem of her coat fluttered, exuding elegance and a refreshing aura, perfectly embodying the mature and sophisticated woman.

As she spoke, she gently shook the key ring on her finger, revealing a coolness that is rare among most girls, in addition to her beauty.

"Okay." Gu Cheng bit her lip and followed. Compared to Su Wanxi, she looked like a wronged little wife. Her face was flushed, and she was very careful in her movements.

Upon arriving at the office building, the two first went to the logistics department to retrieve their guns, and then went straight to the shooting range on the second basement floor.

In addition to Gu Cheng's usual Colt Python, she also took a Beretta 92F. Su Wanxi required her to be proficient in using multiple firearms to prevent damage to her frequently used weapons from causing a decline in her individual combat effectiveness.

Gu Cheng's shooting skills are now vastly different from before. She can now easily empty a cylinder of bullets in two seconds and ensure that she hits the bullseye more than three times within fifty meters.

Awakened beings, besides possessing supernatural abilities, have a huge advantage over ordinary people in every other aspect.

"Bang!" Flames burst from the muzzle as a Magnum bullet carrying an electric current hit the bullseye precisely.