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“Yes,” Bai Wei admitted. “This has made our work more difficult.”
A careless remark or an inappropriate choice of words could easily cross the line and endanger a colleague.
Yun Xin asked, “Why me?”
“During the syrup leak incident, you evacuated your colleagues early, saving eleven lives,” Bai Wei recounted.
“Before the New World Hotel collapsed, you and your colleague Tong Jia both reported the danger, even though she has no precognitive abilities.”
“And recently, when you went out late at night to buy snacks, you were attacked by an armed robber on your way home. You subdued him and handed him over to the police. The subsequent investigation revealed that he had recently recovered from a severe illness, which had slightly enhanced his strength, agility, and endurance. Your ability to capture him proves your physical capabilities surpass those of ordinary people.”
“Although,” Bai Wei glanced toward the door as she spoke, “we didn’t realize your abilities exceeded Level 3.”
“You’ve simply been too modest, rarely using your powers, which is why our information is incomplete.”
Yun Xin felt a slight headache coming on.
Superpowers truly defied all logic. Until now, she had no idea that the robber she had subdued was also abnormal.
“What else?” Yun Xin asked. “What else do you know?”
“Later, we traced your ancestral origins and sent investigators to the region for a more thorough investigation. We uncovered even more intriguing details.” Bai Wei handed over a stack of paper documents. “The Yun Family is said to be a lineage of priestesses. Not only are all their children born female, but they also exhibit extraordinary talents from a young age.”
“And you, from the moment you were born, possessed an innate and powerful sixth sense.”
“Every warning you’ve given since childhood has proven to be accurate.” Bai Wei gestured to the thickness of the documents.
“Impressive work by government workers in our country,” Yun Xin said with a self-deprecating smile. “Even after all these years and moving to a different city, you’ve managed to dig up these ancient records.”
“Every event leaves a trace,” Bai Wei replied. “And every trace can be uncovered, whether it’s recorded on paper or stored in human memory.”
Her expression turned solemn as she formally stated, “On behalf of the government, I extend a formal invitation for you to join the Special Rescue Department. This newly formed organization comprises individuals with extraordinary abilities, dedicated to rescuing ordinary citizens during disasters. After the Nursing Home experiment concludes, regardless of the outcome, I can personally recommend you for membership.”
“I refuse,” Yun Xin replied almost immediately after Bai Wei extended the invitation.
Bai Wei frowned. “Why?”
“The public wouldn’t approve,” Yun Xin said dismissively. “As a law-abiding citizen with no criminal record, shouldn’t my personal wishes be respected?”
Bai Wei remained silent.
Objectively, she knew she should respect Yun Xin’s decision, but deep down, she was reluctant. The organization was critically short-staffed, and she couldn’t afford to let go of someone with such exceptional abilities.
Bai Wei abruptly removed her Dean’s uniform.
“When I wear this uniform, I’m a police officer,” she declared. “But without it, I’m just an ordinary citizen. Can we have a conversation between two ordinary citizens now?”
“Like what?” Yun Xin asked, intrigued.
“An information exchange,” Bai Wei proposed. “Because of my work, I’ve experienced many accidents and incidents. I have personal insights I’m willing to trade. All you need to do is tell me why you don’t want to join.”
“Before we knew about the Evolution Game, people saved others out of their own free will. I believe you’re a good person, and I trust you’re telling the truth.”
After a moment’s consideration, Yun Xin agreed to the exchange. However, she stipulated, “You go first.”
“Agreed,” Bai Wei replied.
After a moment’s contemplation, she slowly said, “The scope of the Dungeon is much larger than I initially thought. Any event involving death or the potential for death counts as an Dungeon. Even if someone suffers a severe illness, survives, and gradually recovers, they’ll gain Attribute Points. You could say that as long as you escape death, you’ll receive Attribute Points as a reward.”
“Participants, whether they escape danger ahead of time within the time limit or survive by sheer luck after being involved, will receive Attribute Point rewards upon the Instance’s conclusion, as long as they live.”
“If you rescue many people before the Dungeon ends, you’ll receive a higher evaluation and a substantial Attribute Point bonus.”
“There are three ways to obtain Attribute Points.”
“First, exceptional innate talent. For example, you’ve always had an extraordinary sixth sense since childhood, so your initial ‘Spirit’ Attribute score won’t be low.”
“Second, participate in more Dungeon or achieve high evaluations within them to earn Attribute Point rewards.”
“Third, latent potential activation. People living in peaceful times may possess hidden talents that remain dormant. When faced with life-threatening situations, their potential is triggered.”
“The first time you confront death directly, the shock is greatest, and the chance of a massive Attribute Point surge is highest. By the second or third time, you gradually become desensitized, and even if your potential is activated, the increase won’t be as significant. After three times, it’s almost impossible unless you narrowly escape death by the skin of your teeth.”
Yun Xin thought of Tong Jia.
When they first met, she hadn’t noticed anything special about her.
After the first car accident, Tong Jia would inadvertently reveal truths Yun Xin desperately tried to conceal during their conversations.
Looking back, Yun Xin realized that Tong Jia’s brush with death had enhanced not only her physical abilities but also her sixth sense.
While the physical improvements were obvious, the workings of her sixth sense remained subtle, often unnoticed or misinterpreted by Tong Jia herself.
After explaining everything in one breath, Bai Wei paused to drink water, her gaze fixed on Yun Xin, waiting patiently.
Yun Xin frowned. How could she explain her own situation?
After a moment’s thought, she said, “In the past, crows were called ‘death birds.’ When a crow cawed, an elderly person on the verge of death would pass away the next day, as if the Grim Reaper had come to claim them.”
“Did the crow foresee death, or did it bring death? I’ve been pondering this question for a long time.”
Bai Wei: “…Is that why you studied philosophy in college? And does it have something to do with why you refused to join the Special Rescue Department?”
“Because I need to know whether I’m predicting death or bringing it,” Yun Xin said earnestly, her expression serious. “This question is crucial to me. It determines whether those close to me will die simply because they’re near me.”
“Scientific research shows that crows feed on carrion,” Bai Wei reminded her. “People nearing death often emit a sour, decaying odor. When crows caw, they might be announcing, ‘Dinner’s served.'”
“My grandmother also told me that the Priestesses’ lineage is naturally drawn to disasters, unconsciously drawn closer to them. Guiding humanity to escape calamity is the Priestesses’s sacred duty,” Yun Xin said, her tone somber. But in the next moment, her voice shifted, “Though sometimes I wonder if she was lying to me.”
“So, despite your considerable wealth, you still submitted resumes, looked for jobs, and rented an apartment?” Bai Wei murmured. “I thought you’d been hurt by a boss.”
