"No normal human could possibly have that kind of growth rate; it must be his male fantasy!" Shokuhou Misaki scoffed at her image in Lin Wuming's memory.
It was understandable, given that in Lin Wuming's mind, the labels for Shokuhou Misaki, besides "Level 5" and "The Queen," included "Jumbo Chest."
After privately scornful thoughts, Shokuhou Misaki calmed down and began to think again.
"But~ although there are inaccuracies, overall, Lin Wuming's information still holds valuable potential."
Shokuhou Misaki decided to find an opportunity to gather more "future memories" from Lin Wuming and personally conduct investigations to verify them.
After all, certain fragmented scenes she saw in that memory data concerned Shokuhou Misaki, and she couldn't just let them go.
If... if Lin Wuming's memory data proved to be accurate, then she absolutely had to take action—if tragedies could be avoided, it was better to minimize them as much as possible.
"Is something wrong, Shokuhou?" The driver in the front looked into the rearview mirror and asked, "You seem to be talking to yourself."
"No, nothing," Shokuhou Misaki immediately smiled. "I was just thinking that perhaps I should find a tool to help me use my ability. That might increase the precision of the ability."
"Is that so? That's certainly a good idea," the driver nodded. "Like Mitsuari, will you use a mobile phone camera as well?"
"No," Shokuhou Misaki narrowed her eyes. "I want to try a remote control~"
...
The highly publicized "hospital attack" incident quickly concluded. Under the control of the hospital and the Judgment forces, the impact of the event was contained to a minimum, and it did not disrupt the hospital's normal operations.
Lin Wuming, as one of the parties involved, was finally able to rest in peace. Furthermore, due to the assassination attempt, his treatment and overall situation improved dramatically. The Judgment forces practically came close to assigning him a personal bodyguard for close protection.
However, Lin Wuming was ultimately just an orphan. Even as a victim of an illegal experiment, his amnesia prevented him from providing more valuable information, so the Judgment forces couldn't genuinely arrange a 24-hour personal bodyguard service for him.
Only a few officers responsible for the case, led by Yomikawa Aiho, conducted irregular patrols at the hospital, leaving the rest to the omnipresent barrel-shaped robots of Academy City.
However, with precautions in place, a situation like the one with Dr. Yamamoto was unlikely to happen again.
Lin Wuming naturally had no objections. To be honest, he wasn't comfortable with Judgment officers following him all day, making him feel like some kind of criminal.
What made Lin Wuming even more satisfied was that he now had a single room—Torami Toumi had checked out of the hospital shortly after the attack incident.
This definitely allowed Lin Wuming to breathe a sigh of relief.
It wasn't that Lin Wuming was truly terrified of Torami Toumi... well, okay, she was pretty terrifying.
Even including his life before transmigration, this was Lin Wuming's first fight with anyone, and it turned out to be such a vicious life-and-death struggle. If not for the golden combination of "Bullet Time" and his psychic power, he would definitely have been finished!
Although Torami Toumi looked like a cute blonde girl (if you ignored the right side of her face), her execution was simply too ruthless.
Crashing through a window and stabbing him seven times in one second—it was difficult not to be deeply impressed!
It was as if killing was just an ordinary matter to her.
Such a person and an average person like Lin Wuming were fundamentally different beings. If possible, it was indeed better to keep a respectful distance.
Lin Wuming was essentially an ordinary person with no ambition. He intended to "lie flat" and coast through life on a scholarship, so why would he want to fight others to the death?
Not to mention, the other party was a girl even younger than him and had backing from the Judgment forces. She was certainly not someone an orphan like himself could afford to provoke.
"This is nice..." Lin Wuming was having a good time now. Aside from the various injuries on his body causing discomfort, it was almost perfect!
Lin Wuming was currently leaning back in his hospital bed. A tablet computer and a glass of juice floated in front of him. A little farther away, an apple was suspended in mid-air, along with a paring knife peeling it.
This was Lin Wuming's doing, using his psychic power to create multiple "arms."
While eating and drinking, he was also intensively studying on the computer—high-intensity web surfing, familiarizing himself with his current environment as much as possible to prepare for his upcoming "entry into society."
After enduring the double ordeal of falling from a tall building and an attempted assassination, Lin Wuming had turned his bad luck into good fortune. Not only had he awakened a superpower and become a Level 3 Esper, but he had also used the opportunity to establish a connection with the Judgment forces.
Perhaps feeling that her professional mistake had led to Lin Wuming facing an assassination threat, Yomikawa Aiho had been very supportive of him, even using the convenience of the Judgment forces to secure his identity documents.
Over sixty-five percent of Academy City's residents were minors and students, so the universal identification document here was the student ID.
However, Lin Wuming was previously a member of the "Sprout Program" and had moved seamlessly from an orphanage straight into an illegal research facility—a very unlucky person who was barely better than an unregistered citizen. He had never attended school, so naturally, he didn't possess a physical student ID.
His identity was only confirmed through DNA matching and records in the "Book Bank."
But now, things were better. Teacher Yomikawa Aiho had handled all the procedures for him, secured a student ID, and even found him a school. Once Lin Wuming recovered and was discharged, he could start attending classes immediately.
All Lin Wuming needed to do now was catch up on his studies as much as possible to keep pace with the normal curriculum.
Based on his identity information, Lin Wuming knew he was currently fourteen years old, which should place him around the eighth grade (second year of junior high).
Considering his previous lack of formal education, Teacher Yomikawa Aiho had initially planned to place Lin Wuming in a lower grade, but he refused.
—Are you kidding me? Even though I graduated and worked for years, I'm still a proper college graduate! I won't vouch for high school knowledge, but why would I need to repeat or demote grades for junior high courses?
He would go straight into the eighth grade, no compromises!
Lin Wuming was confident in his knowledge reserves and learning ability.
In fact, if he wasn't focused on "lying flat" and enjoying his new life, he could push himself, skip grades, and join the pre-exam students in fierce competition for college entrance exams.
But why bother?
He received a generous monthly scholarship, enough to live well. Why not just relax and glide through junior high?
As he mentally planned his future life, Lin Wuming diligently searched the internet for various information, wholeheartedly laying the groundwork for his future leisure.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.