Does this world possess supernatural abilities?

The two guards exchanged glances, utterly unprepared for how casually Anquan Chen had confessed. Since everything had already happened, Anquan Chen saw no point in dwelling on it. Although he never truly believed it was so easy to break a patient’s neck, now that it had happened, he had no choice but to accept his fate.

“Do you know that Hao Wang got a permanent position?”

“I do. For our series of posts, there was only one opening. I ranked first, Hao Wang second. But I was disqualified, so naturally, Hao Wang got in.”

“Alright then. Here’s the application form for the 300,000 yuan reward. Fill it out and sign, and you’re free to go.”

“No problem.” Sitting on the stainless steel chair, Anquan Chen carefully examined the form on the table, his heartbeat racing.

Three hundred thousand! In all his years, he’d never faced such a large sum; how could he not be tempted?

He didn’t bother to consider why the two guards were asking about his job. Since they asked, he answered honestly.

Reviewing the form word by word, he finally filled it out and signed his name. With that, Anquan Chen walked out of the Guard Bureau.

His interrogation report was soon delivered to the office of the Bureau Chief.

“Chief, here’s the file on Anquan Chen,” the guard said respectfully, placing the folder on the desk before turning to leave.

Once the office door closed, the bespectacled middle-aged Housen picked up several files from his desk and began to read through them slowly.

After a while, Housen took off his glasses and rubbed his dry eyes. “That poor kid Anquan Chen is really unlucky. Hao Wang is the mayor’s son—how could he possibly compete… What a waste of that position!”

Unaware that his file had reached Housen, let alone that Housen was sighing over his lost opportunity, Anquan Chen strode out of the bureau brimming with excitement, his steps brisk and light.

Three hundred thousand! Even after taxes, there would still be more than two hundred thousand left!

Outside the bureau, Juanyuan Chen, dressed in a black professional suit, leaned against the marble railing. Her hands, purple from the cold, were clasped tightly together at her abdomen. Her anxious gaze never left the entrance.

At that moment, Anquan Chen emerged. Their eyes met across the distance, and he waved, “Why are you waiting outside? Aren’t you cold?”

Juanyuan Chen huffed, “How was I supposed to know you’d be in there so long? I’ve been waiting half an hour—I thought you’d been arrested!”

“…”
Anquan Chen nearly rolled his eyes. “You wish I’d been arrested, is that it?”

A sly smile spread across Juanyuan Chen’s face. “I’ve seen in sci-fi movies how people mutate and get taken by scientists for dissection. You’re so amazing—I suspect you’ve mutated too!”

For a moment, Anquan Chen was tempted to rap her on the forehead. “You think reality is a comic book? There are no mutants in real life!”

“Just kidding!” Juanyuan Chen giggled. “Enough about that, I’m starving. Lunch is on me today!”

She spoke without thinking, but her mention of mutation made Anquan Chen ponder. Wasn’t this similar to his cultivation of attributes? Could there be others out there with potential far beyond ordinary people?

He grew uneasy. Perhaps he hadn’t met anyone else like him simply because his social circle was too small and his contacts too few.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Anquan Chen glanced at Juanyuan Chen at the wheel and asked casually, “Juanyuan, do you believe in supernatural abilities?”

“Supernatural abilities? Ha… no way!” She rolled her eyes, surprised he’d ask such a silly question.

Techniques like the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, capable of shattering concrete with a single strike, defied the laws of physics—easier to explain as superpowers from a comic book.

“Could it be…?”

A chill ran through Anquan Chen. The existence of such feats suggested that the world operated by rules beyond physics. Was this a world of low, medium, or even high martial prowess?

His head throbbed.

Was he losing his mind, thinking such thoughts?

Still, the global meteor shower the other day, and the intense interest from Yimiao Yin and Uncle Lu at the hospital, might they be omens of something terrifying to come?

“Hey, what are you spacing out for?” Juanyuan Chen called his attention back.

“I was thinking, once I get my hands on that three hundred thousand, maybe I should renovate my house.”

“Your old mud-brick place is beyond repair—no point renovating! I’d say build a new one. But with just three hundred thousand, you’ll run out halfway through the second floor—not even enough for the interior.”

“Damn, a minute ago three hundred thousand seemed like a fortune. Now that I’m thinking about building a house, it’s nothing!” Anquan Chen slapped his thigh, helpless.

Juanyuan Chen hesitated for a moment, then bit her lip, “Anquan Chen, I heard from my dad you used to work at the hospital, and that your pay was pretty good. Why’d you suddenly quit?”

“I didn’t quit—I was fired.”

At this, Juanyuan Chen’s chest heaved with anger. “Damn it! You’re so honest, you’d never do anything wrong. Who dared fire you?”

“I broke a patient’s neck.”

“…”

Juanyuan Chen was dumbstruck, at a loss for words.

This was too much—he actually broke a patient’s neck? Impressive!

On reflection, if that was true, getting fired was only natural.

“Anquan Chen, I believe you. You must have been wronged!” After a long silence, Juanyuan Chen summoned her courage and spoke her mind. “I almost died today, and even knowing that man had a deadly sickle, you still saved me. That proves you’re just and not the cowardly, selfish type—so I can’t believe you’d make such a rookie mistake!”

She poured out her thoughts in a rush.

“I found it strange as well. Although there were no photos of the patient, my hands told me what was wrong. I’m sure he didn’t have osteoporosis or fractures. Yet his neck snapped like chalk with just a twist!”

“Sigh…” Juanyuan Chen could only sigh, unsure how to comfort him.

Fortunately, by then they had arrived at the restaurant, bringing an end to their less than pleasant conversation.

They got out of the car and went inside.