Chu Ge felt he didn't have a B-rank, but Qiu Wuji did… no.
He felt he was more than a B-rank, after all, this assessment wasn't based on combat power. If his superpower was truly related to creation, let alone creating a world, even just creating a dog would be a solid S+.
The current problem was that his superpower was unclear. Was it world creation or fantasy manifestation? It felt like it was related to both but not quite standard, so it remained questionable.
For example, with fantasy manifestation, why did only Qiu Wuji appear, and not others? Chu Ge had tried to manifest a foxtail grass, but couldn't even do it.
With world creation, why couldn't the Creator God himself enter, and even modifying the world's content was severely restricted, unable to change it however he wanted?
The effects were also very subtle; he couldn't control it, couldn't use it, everything was still in the exploratory stage.
Even the exploratory stage was more difficult than others, Chu Ge didn't believe that Panda figuring out how to actively attack people across the internet was as difficult as his own.
Hmm… this isn't the time to think about these things. Chu Ge, true to form, didn't look at the other pages of the internal publication, but simply said to Lin Wuyang, "If this person is going to retaliate against everyone involved in the raid on the Wang family nightclub that day, then I'll probably be next."
"Logically, they shouldn't know who you are, so finding you should be difficult," Lin Wuyang said. "The reason the people in the black room were identified is most likely because they were recorded by surveillance cameras when they entered the nightclub. I'm sure they found you from there. Although we've removed the surveillance footage, it's hard to say whether they have backups or something. There are no cameras at the alley entrance over there; I have to rely on people…" "The description and drawing barely connect to you; they're unlikely to have that kind of investigative method."
"So I should be fine, but Zhong Yi might be in a bit of trouble?"
"Yes, I plan to organize some people, plainclothes officers, to follow Zhong Yi and see if we can catch him." Lin Wuyang said with a serious expression, "With Zhong Yi's ability, beating him up as revenge is meaningless; he's unaffected. If they really target him, it'll probably result in injury or something, so we must stop them." Chu Ge thought to himself, "Since you think that way, the other side probably thinks the same way. They might not actually go after Zhong Yi in this situation."
"But it's hard to say. The other side might not know that we've called the police. What kind of superhuman would call the police over a minor disagreement?... Organizing people to keep an eye on him is always a good idea."
Lin Wuyang added, "Just in case, I'll also assign two people to follow you. Is that convenient?" Since Qiu Wuji isn't here right now, it doesn't matter who follows. Chu Ge chuckled, "Of course it's convenient. It would be best if they came to me; I already said I was a concerned citizen wanting to help you guys out."
"Come on, you're clearly just holding back a grudge, wanting revenge for your comrade in the detention center." Lin Wuyang sized Chu Ge up again, clicking his tongue, "I've noticed you're becoming more and more chivalrous lately. I never saw that in school."
"Well, I never saw this saintly aura in you back then either."
"To be honest, it's not that I'm particularly righteous. If you're going to do a job, you have to do it well. You have to be worthy of this hat and the badge on it." Lin Wuyang put on his police hat and sighed deeply, "Besides, I have ambitions too. Who doesn't want a promotion? If I were to stay in the same place for ten years, I'd probably get jaded and quit."
"Real." Chu Ge then asked, "Hey, if you..." If you catch this wanted criminal, can you promote him? "
"Although there have been a lot of troubles recently, credit cannot be erased. But when trouble comes, many people say weird things... If it is true that a wanted criminal is caught, then most of the weird things can really be suppressed. Maybe there is hope for mentioning it."
"Promote a deputy director position in the bureau? Or transfer to the provincial department?"
"The superiors are paying more and more attention to this area. It is very likely that my department will be upgraded, and I will be promoted to the same level when the time comes." Lin Wuyang smiled and said, "I have said too much. I am still young and senior. It is not good to think too much. It is more likely to parachute a leader over... It will be harmful. Let's do this for now. I will arrange the work, and you should be careful."
Chu Ge watched Lin Wuyang's tall back striding away, thinking that Lin Wuyang was the same age as him and seemed to be older than him. It is no longer easy to be a 28-year-old full-time section chief. The deputy director's qualifications are indeed relatively young and the difficulty is indeed greater.
But it can be seen that Lin Wuyang wants it very much... He said that there is no good thing in thinking too much, but in fact he really wants it. "That's good, this is a real old classmate."
He stood quietly under the shade of a tree for a while. Soon after, two young men in plainclothes approached from behind and gestured to him. Chu Ge nodded, knowing these were plainclothes officers arranged by Lin Wuyang, and left the hospital.
Wandering aimlessly outside, Chu Ge didn't know what to do.
Going home to write? He didn't want to go back. What was he doing when he was staking out wanted criminals with the police? Loyal readers Panda and Ajun would definitely agree.
But what good would this aimless wandering do?
Theoretically, the possibility of them seeking revenge was indeed slim… Chu Ge trusted Lin Wuyang's assessment; there was no reason for them to know who he was. However, the situation with Chef Jin and his wife in the Black Room wasn't safe enough. What if they knew Zhong Yi and his group were in cahoots with Chef Jin…?
Thinking of this, Chu Ge hurried to Chef Jin's restaurant.
…At this moment, Chef Jin's restaurant welcomed a special guest.
It was only a little past ten in the morning, and there wasn't a single customer. Chef Jin was still preparing ingredients in the kitchen, while the proprietress was at the counter using WeChat to communicate with Zhong Yi about her two companions' injuries.
The Black Room's relationships were theoretically confidential, so it wasn't appropriate for them to visit all at once; they could only express their concern remotely.
A muscular man with a sinister expression pushed open the glass door.
To suppress others with superpowers, one's physique must keep up. Rong Fu was very satisfied with his physique; he had once fought underground boxers and beaten them to death without using his superpowers.
His gaze fell on the proprietress at the counter, a strange smile appearing on his face.
This proprietress, though past her prime, still retained her charm.
He wasn't sure if the couple were from the Black Room, but he knew Wan Zijun and Panda often gathered here, so he came to check it out.
Upon closer inspection, it was clear that the proprietress possessed superpowers; the subtle fluctuations in her mental energy were noticeable.
This was why Zhang Qiren couldn't understand why he couldn't see Chu Ge's special abilities. Logically, people with special abilities, being people with strong mental power, should be able to sense these things, with those of higher ability more easily perceiving those of lower ability. Zhang Qiren hadn't trained his abilities much, but his Moon Shadow ability was very well-trained. It was understandable that he couldn't see the girl across the hall's abilities, but why Chu Ge? They all sat there typing all day!
The proprietress saw the customer enter and greeted him, "Hello, how many are in your party?"
Rong Fu squinted at her for a moment, then grinned, "One." As he spoke, he brushed past the proprietress and sat down at a table further inside. In doing so, he inadvertently bumped into her.
The proprietress frowned, finding the customer somewhat disgusting, and her tone turned cold: "There's a menu on the table."
Rong Fu swaggered down at the table, analyzing the ability he had just copied by touching the proprietress, and said with a carefree laugh, "Can I order from you?"
The proprietress's expression instantly changed.
Rong Fu's expression changed simultaneously.
He thought his copying ability was superior, giving him a clear advantage, but what did he actually steal?
The food he made is shiny?
Are you kidding me?