The rooftop of an old residential building.
Su Xin's figure suddenly appeared.
There was still a hint of fear in his eyes.
"What's up with that woman? Going to the bathroom in the middle of the night without turning on the light, hair down like a ghost, nearly scared me to death!"
"It seems that the Space-Time Anchor Point's teleportation still has some flaws. Although it's possible to teleport to a specific point, not necessarily having to appear in a hidden place, which gives this superpower the possibility of being used in combat, it also exposes the risk of being discovered."
"Good thing I wore a hood and mask."
"But, with this lesson, I must be more careful next time I teleport."
After calming his breath, he took out his phone, opened the map app to check his location.
Luckily, he had reverse teleported eight times already, so he wasn't too far from home. Even though he just randomly teleported once again, he didn't end up far away but right near the neighborhood instead.
Putting away his phone, he clasped his hands together once more.
...
After returning home, Su Xin took off his black robe, meticulously checked his clothes and shoes, and found no traces of blood, so he stored them away with relief.
After showering and returning to his bedroom.
Leaning against the bed, Su Xin began to reflect on the entire course of action, from preparing to set out, to the action process, and then teleporting back.
He had showcased his teleportation ability in front of at least seven people, but these people were all from the lower strata of society. Even if they claimed they saw someone who could teleport, no one would necessarily believe them, making it unlikely to attract attention.
Of course, if it did attract attention, and officials or other superpower users were sent, Su Xin could just take this opportunity to learn about the other side of the world.
So, if there are any similar actions in the coming days, he must be careful and pay attention to related news.
Regarding identity concealment.
He wore a black robe, a mask, and covered himself thoroughly, although he couldn't wear gloves, he deliberately avoided touching anything with his palms, so it's unlikely to leave any traces.
"Wait!"
At this moment, Su Xin's eyes lit up, realizing an overlooked issue.
"Phone location..."
"Although my teleportation distance isn't very far, each time covers several kilometers on average, which isn't achievable by normal movement."
"If a map app or other apps with positioning functions detect such anomalous location information, they might be able to lock onto my phone, and thus determine my identity information."
"Next time, I can't bring my phone."
"The first time I awakened my superpower was that evening, and tonight is the second time. The abnormality in the location data could still be interpreted as error, interference, or data delay, probably not enough to expose my identity."
"But if it happens too often, the risk of identity exposure becomes too great, especially if the existence of a teleporter becomes fully revealed, the officials might trace me through these subtle clues."
"Glad I realized it in time."
"However, if I don't have my phone while randomly teleporting outside, and a special situation like just now occurs, leading to a deviation from the planned path and appearing far away, I might not be able to find my way home."
Su Xin frowned slightly.
Since the teleportation distance limit is ten kilometers, and both direction and distance are random, once Su Xin teleports many times randomly, the only way to return is to follow the landing point each time.
If a landing point becomes unusable due to being discovered, subsequent points might also become unusable, leading to loss of direction.
If in such a situation, there's no phone GPS and it's not feasible to grab a taxi, one would be utterly lost.
There's no way to walk back within a ten-kilometer radius using road signs, then teleport back home, right?
"It seems that I should get a temporary phone, use an unregistered number, keep the phone off usually, avoid being tracked, and only power it on after teleporting outside for missions."
Su Xin was extremely cautious.
He reviewed today's operation over and over until he was sure he hadn't missed anything, then peacefully fell asleep.
...
The following morning.
Su Xin, who had mostly recovered physically, resumed his regular running workout, five kilometers in half an hour.
Sweating profusely, but Su Xin only felt invigorated, his spirit exceptionally refreshed.
After showering and having breakfast, Su Xin arrived at school, starting a new day of learning.
In Su Xin's plan, school was mandatory study time he imposed on himself. During this period, besides reviewing high school textbooks, he would also study collegiate content in advance, as well as books on society, humanities, economics, psychology, and novels.
After all, self-discipline is limited, studying alone at home can easily lead to slackness and even isolation.
But it was different at school.
There was a better study atmosphere and a more reasonable schedule.
More importantly, there were so many lively and cute female classmates at school.
High school years full of youth are the most beautiful phase in life. They are beautiful, cute, lively, kind, and pure.
At this stage, girls' feelings are the purest and easiest to pursue. As long as you don't look bad and dress cleanly, someone will likely fancy you.
Wait, you say you don't have these qualities?
Then, sorry, youth probably doesn't concern you.
Girls' feelings are pure, yet they purely like handsome faces. If your looks aren't up to par, unless you're extremely outstanding in some other manner, hardly any girl will be willing to accept you.
And a boy, if tall, handsome, dressed neatly, and capable of playing basketball, would certainly be welcomed by many girls. Add on a decent aura and personality, and he's definitely a campus heartthrob, likely receiving admiration and incessant love letters from numerous girls.
The school beauties, class beauties sought by many boys and unforgettable white moonlight, become much easier to woo with a campus heartthrob, or might even actively pursue them.
In the eyes of many girls at Lening No. 3 Middle School, Su Xin belonged to the campus heartthrob level.
Having lived another life, neither lacking money nor worrying about the future, why would one work hard at school every day? Besides achieving good academic credentials and self-discipline, isn't it mostly for a couple of sweet campus romances during high school?
Of course.
He achieved this goal within the first two years. Now, his desire for idle romantic pursuits had diminished significantly, craving more for peace and study.
Despite Su Xin's mental age being over thirty, like most men, he still appreciates youthful beauty, but dating these pure, cute girls long-term, he could hardly tolerate those naive little tempers.
He now prefers maturity.
For example, Fang Mengzhu is quite nice.
But unfortunately, it seems her family isn't ordinary, so he extinguished any thoughts of further development with her, not even exchanging contact information.