Actually, Chu Ge thought their abilities were quite impressive. For example, the fact that writing on their faces could affect Qiu Wuji was terrifying, even if only the useless parts were effective, it was still remarkable. They just might not have realized it themselves, or hadn't encountered many powerful opponents to prove it.
As for attacking someone through an internet connection, although it's a common meme and seems commonplace, thinking about it carefully is still quite impressive. Even top hackers couldn't pinpoint someone's location just by reading a sentence online, yet this person had done it.
Chu Ge couldn't help but say, "That fat guy's ability is absolutely amazing for finding wanted criminals." Zhong Yi chuckled and shook his head: "He can make his own call, but he can't explain exactly where it is. It was even worse before; he had no idea where the other person was. Now he can roughly judge the distance. For example, he knows you're probably in Nanjiang, but he doesn't know the exact address. Otherwise, he'd be sending you razor blades!"
"Why would I send you razor blades when I update 10,000 words every day? I'm about to be on the power rankings!" Chu Ge said angrily, "I just like to cut chapters short..." Zhong Yi glanced at him sideways without speaking.
Chu Ge coughed dryly: "So, basically, the higher you train, the less goofy you become, and the more practical your attributes become?"
"Of course, but who knows how long it will take to train, or how many bottlenecks there will be? We're all lazy, so we'll just stick to what we're capable of..."
Chu Ge asked curiously, "So what kind of ability do you have? Is it convenient to tell me?"
"Generally, it's a secret, but you... well, if you really want to know, your mom will probably tell you anyway, so there's no point in hiding it from you." Zhong Yi smiled: "I don't feel pain."
Chu Ge didn't even understand at first, then paused for a moment before realizing: "I don't feel pain!"
"Isn't it a seemingly useful ability at first glance, but upon closer inspection, its usefulness isn't as great as it seems, and it even has side effects?" Zhong Yi said calmly: "Pain, in a sense, is also a biological protection and alert mechanism; once lost, the consequences may not be good."
Chu Ge remained silent, lost in thought.
Zhong Yi said, "I don't even dare to try. Am I immortal? Or perhaps, with enough training, I'll become immortal?"
"So you're quite envious of that game character?"
"Unfortunately, I'm not." Zhong Yi didn't elaborate on himself, instead saying, "But if you want to train but don't have a suitable place, you can come here. We have equipment and resources, and people to exchange ideas and discuss with." Chu Ge's heart skipped a beat; this was one of the reasons he wanted to find him. He hesitated, saying, "But I don't want my abilities to be known by others."
"We won't tell anyone." Chu Ge shook his head again.
Zhong Yi thought for a moment and smiled, "It's nothing, you can just wear a mask. Some people don't like having their true identities known..."
Chu Ge asked curiously, "You have members like that?"
Zhong Yi smiled, "Two or three, all friends vouched for by people we trust. But even so, we still don't fully trust them. For example, we couldn't bring any of them on yesterday's mission. And they don't mind, they just want a place to connect—actually, many superhumans experience a strange sense of loneliness and need to connect with their 'kind.'"
Chu Ge sighed, "Of course, then this is perfect for me."
Superhumans are lonely... This was the first time Chu Ge had heard this, but upon reflection, it made sense.
Furthermore, considering the "black room" model, there are likely other superhuman organizations operating outside the official channels. For example, the wall-walker probably had an organization; he mentioned a "circle." There might even be large organizations, which Nanjiang couldn't possibly encompass.
He thought for a moment, then asked, "Where's the training area?" Zhong Yi gave him a strange look: "Right here." Chu Ge: "?"
"I already said this is a hideout. Does a place that only eats deserve to be called that?" Zhong Yi lamented, "Your parents are such capable people, how come you're so clueless..." Chu Ge remained expressionless.
Are my parents really that capable?
I never thought so growing up... Wait, no, who said I'm clueless?
"At least I know you're not new to Gu Ruoyan," Chu Ge said sternly. "The way you talk, you've been in contact with the authorities for years! You're probably even working for the organization in this dark room." Zhong Yi paused, then smiled awkwardly. "More or less." So he wasn't so naive after all…
Chu Ge said, "Since this is the place, does that mean the owners are also superhumans? What kind of superpowers do they have? Cooking-related?"
"The man, I guess. He can make food look incredibly unpalatable."
"What's the use of a restaurant owner's superpower? It should be the other way around… Wait!" Chu Ge's expression twitched. "Is this why there aren't any other restaurants around?"
Zhong Yi fell silent.
"You guys are really cutthroat! What about the proprietress?"
"She can make all food look shiny. We've banned that ability. What's the difference between that and having 'I have superpowers' written all over your face?"
Chu Ge: "…" Sure enough, they all have useless superpowers. At least under normal circumstances, you can't imagine what they'd be used for. The owner's ability to trick rivals seems to be its only purpose.
But maybe next time I bring Qiu Wuji, the landlady can show off her skills? Qiu Wuji might be very happy.
Uh, how did I even think of Qiu Wuji? Hopeless… Chu Ge shook his head, as if trying to straighten it out: "Then, is it convenient to take me to see the training area now?"
"Not convenient, because I'm not a leader who makes decisions on my own; I'm just a coordinator. Adding a masked person isn't something I can decide alone; it requires everyone's opinion. Besides, you'd better go back and consider making up an identity and getting a mask before you come back."
The speaker meant no harm, but Chu Ge felt as if a bolt of lightning struck his mind: "You mean an identity…"
Zhong Yiqi said, "Of course! You should at least introduce yourself. You don't need to say your real identity, but at least give me a code name, what you're good at, etc."
"No… By the way, can you help undocumented immigrants get identities?"
Zhong Yiqi glanced at him sideways: "Did you buy a Vietnamese wife?"
If she really was a Vietnamese wife, that would be great… The code is traceable, and even if it's troublesome, there's always a legitimate way to get a residency permit. Qiu Wuji's case is much more difficult… Chu Ge didn't even know how to explain it, only saying, "No, anyway, it's about people without identity, getting a residency permit. Do you have any way to do that?" Zhong Yi hesitated, looking like he had a bellyful of curses to say, but the words came out weakly: "Okay, okay, whether you're a Vietnamese wife or a ghost, give me some information, name, age, ID photo, etc., and I'll figure out the rest." Chu Ge asked suspiciously, "Really? I've asked so many people…" Zhong Yi was even more exasperated: "Yes~"
"Amazing, Brother Zhong, you've got connections everywhere!" Chu Ge jumped up immediately: "I'll go back and prepare now, wait a couple of days, I'll send it to you in a couple of days." Watching Chu Ge leave excitedly, Zhong Yi rolled his eyes and could only helplessly complain.
Yes, yes, I have connections everywhere.
It's just turning around and passing the information to your mom, why make it sound so complicated... By the way, your parents really kept it a secret, they didn't even tell you this... Zhong Yi shook his head, leisurely eating the now-cold stir-fried pork, and suddenly chuckled: "Interesting."