"The top-tier reconnaissance and combat assistance abilities may not manifest significant advantages at the moment, but as your strength grows, they should develop into an extremely formidable aspect."
Wen Qimo recorded information while speaking.
"What else?"
"The dynamic vision is probably several times better than before."
"Close combat skills are excellent. Anything else?"
"When consuming a large amount of spiritual power, I can invoke a trace of the Archangel's divine might."
"Hmm, most divine agents possess this ability. Anything else?"
"That's it."
"...That's it?" Wen Qimo lifted his head in astonishment. "Just these?"
"The power bestowed by the Archangel is just these," Lin Qiyue replied sincerely. In a sense, he was telling the truth.
Wen Qimo's brows furrowed slightly. After pondering for a moment, he shook his head. "No, no... This is the Realm of Mortal Dust, even if it's just at the 'candle' level, the power it should exhibit ought to be far greater than this!"
"Are you implying... my current abilities are incomplete?" Lin Qiyue was taken aback.
Wen Qimo nodded. "To put it this way, the Athena agent from the 'Phoenix' squad was able to punch down a building when she first entered the 'candle' level, and tear apart mythical creatures of the 'pond' level with her bare hands.
Your abilities are not bad... but that's just it. The most important thing is that what you're currently displaying are all combat assistance abilities!
But... this is the realm of Michael! How could it only have this much power?"
Lin Qiyue looked at his hands in confusion. "But... I can only feel these abilities."
After a moment of contemplation, Wen Qimo continued, "There are two possibilities now. First, when the Archangel chose you as the agent, he only gave you this small portion of abilities. Currently, I think this possibility is the most likely.
The second possibility is that the other abilities of your divine ruin have always existed, but you cannot feel them at the moment, or you subconsciously ignore them."
"Subconsciously ignore?"
"For example, suppose your ability is to breathe through your skin. Because you've been using this ability for a long time, you've become completely accustomed to it. After a long time, even though you've actually been maintaining this ability, you start to subconsciously ignore it because using this ability has become instinctual for you."
"Are you suggesting that I might have been using this ability all along without realizing it?"
"Exactly. Think carefully, from childhood to now, is there anything different about you compared to others?"
After pondering for a moment, Lin Qiyue said, "Blind?"
"...That doesn't count." Wen Qimo sighed helplessly. "Actually, personally, I still lean towards the first possibility. The Archangel probably didn't give you the complete divine ruin from the beginning.
After all, it's the Archangel's divine ruin. Even if it's as the second speculation suggests, and you've been using it all along, it doesn't make sense for you to still be so ordinary. You should be able to casually sneeze and send a group of people flying."
Lin Qiyue:...
"In any case, when I said your Realm of Mortal Dust was probably of high-risk level, it seems I overestimated you. Judging from the abilities you're currently showing, it's probably just at the ordinary danger level."
Wen Qimo made a few more notes on the file and comforted, "But don't be disheartened. As your strength grows, the subsequent abilities will gradually reveal themselves. After all, you are the agent of the Archangel, and he wouldn't let you lose face like this."
Lin Qiyue shrugged. "I hope so."
Although Lin Qiyue felt a bit discouraged in his heart, it was only a slight feeling. With the Pantheon Psychiatric Hospital at his disposal, he didn't rely too much on the Archangel. After all, in his hospital, six deities were locked up for him to choose from.
"Now that we have a preliminary understanding of your abilities, let's begin training." Wen Qimo summarized the file and quickly designed a training plan for him.
"How will we train?"
"Overall, your current abilities focus on 'perception' and 'prediction.' This type of ability is much easier to train compared to those flashy abilities. You just need to gradually adapt your body to your abilities."
Wen Qimo pointed to the room behind him. "Inside there is a chamber with thirty-nine thousand hidden micro-rubber guns. It can fire 1 to 39,000 rubber bullets per second. Although the speed of the bullets is slightly slower than real bullets, it's sufficient for your current level.
Your task is to enter and use your perception and dynamic vision to avoid the rubber bullets as much as possible.
Considering your level, let's start with fifty bullets per second."
Lin Qiyue looked at the room and nodded. "Understood."
Entering the room, Lin Qiyue stood in the center and looked at the walls covered with densely packed bullet holes, a foreboding feeling creeping up on him...
"Wait, why are there bullet holes under my feet? What if they hit somewhere they shouldn't?" Lin Qiyue noticed the densely packed bullet holes beneath him and felt a chill run down his spine.
"In real combat, danger can arise from anywhere. There's no such thing as a place they shouldn't hit." Wen Qimo's voice echoed from all directions. "If you're ready, I'll start."
Lin Qiyue closed his eyes slowly and took a deep breath.
"Let's begin."
Beep!
Swoosh swoosh swoosh...
The moment the alarm sounded, rubber bullets flew from all directions within Lin Qiyue's perception range, their speed extremely fast, impossible to catch with the naked eye!
Lin Qiyue reacted the moment the bullets left the chamber, dodging most of them with consecutive backward jumps. However, another large batch of bullets was fired, with extremely tricky angles!
In Lin Qiyue's perception, he could predict the trajectory of the bullets, but there was a limit to how many trajectories he could predict at once.
It was like asking someone to catch a rolling ping pong ball, which was easy, or even three at once.
But if there were twenty ping pong balls rolling in different directions simultaneously, the human brain couldn't react in time to accurately judge the trajectory of each one.
Lin Qiyue faced the same problem.
Only three seconds into the training, he had already been hit by a dozen bullets. Although rubber bullets wouldn't cause harm, they still caused pain due to their speed.
So, he finally understood the true essence of this training...
"Damn it, why is it always getting beaten up?!"
...
Activity room.
Chen Muye, wearing an apron and gloves, carried a bowl of fragrant bone soup to the table and gently placed it down...
"Gulu." Hongying widened her eyes and swallowed hard. "Captain, when was the last time you cooked personally? Did the sun rise from the west today?"
Wu Xiangnan smiled faintly beside her. "Haven't you figured it out yet? This is mainly for Lin Qiyue
, we're just extras."
"Uncle Chen, you're biased!" Suxiaonan pouted.
Chen Muye twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and spoke expressionlessly, "I'm just tired of eating packed lunches and want to change things up, it has nothing to do with that kid."
"I see." Hongying's eyes lit up as she reached for the bone soup with her chopsticks. "Then I won't be polite, hehe..."
Smack!
Chen Muye swatted Hongying's hand away with his chopsticks and spoke calmly:
"Lin Qiyue hasn't finished his class yet, so all of you wait."
Hongying: ε(┬┬﹏┬┬)3 Captain, you don't love us anymore...
"The top-tier reconnaissance and combat assistance abilities may not manifest significant advantages at the moment, but as your strength grows, they should develop into an extremely formidable aspect."
Wen Qimo recorded information while speaking.
"What else?"
"The dynamic vision is probably several times better than before."
"Close combat skills are excellent. Anything else?"
"When consuming a large amount of spiritual power, I can invoke a trace of the Archangel's divine might."
"Hmm, most divine agents possess this ability. Anything else?"
"That's it."
"...That's it?" Wen Qimo lifted his head in astonishment. "Just these?"
"The power bestowed by the Archangel is just these," Lin Qiyue replied sincerely. In a sense, he was telling the truth.
Wen Qimo's brows furrowed slightly. After pondering for a moment, he shook his head. "No, no... This is the Realm of Mortal Dust, even if it's just at the 'candle' level, the power it should exhibit ought to be far greater than this!"
"Are you implying... my current abilities are incomplete?" Lin Qiyue was taken aback.
Wen Qimo nodded. "To put it this way, the Athena agent from the 'Phoenix' squad was able to punch down a building when she first entered the 'candle' level, and tear apart mythical creatures of the 'pond' level with her bare hands.
Your abilities are not bad... but that's just it. The most important thing is that what you're currently displaying are all combat assistance abilities!
But... this is the realm of Michael! How could it only have this much power?"
Lin Qiyue looked at his hands in confusion. "But... I can only feel these abilities."
After a moment of contemplation, Wen Qimo continued, "There are two possibilities now. First, when the Archangel chose you as the agent, he only gave you this small portion of abilities. Currently, I think this possibility is the most likely.
The second possibility is that the other abilities of your divine ruin have always existed, but you cannot feel them at the moment, or you subconsciously ignore them."
"Subconsciously ignore?"
"For example, suppose your ability is to breathe through your skin. Because you've been using this ability for a long time, you've become completely accustomed to it. After a long time, even though you've actually been maintaining this ability, you start to subconsciously ignore it because using this ability has become instinctual for you."
"Are you suggesting that I might have been using this ability all along without realizing it?"
"Exactly. Think carefully, from childhood to now, is there anything different about you compared to others?"
After pondering for a moment, Lin Qiyue said, "Blind?"
"...That doesn't count." Wen Qimo sighed helplessly. "Actually, personally, I still lean towards the first possibility. The Archangel probably didn't give you the complete divine ruin from the beginning.
After all, it's the Archangel's divine ruin. Even if it's as the second speculation suggests, and you've been using it all along, it doesn't make sense for you to still be so ordinary. You should be able to casually sneeze and send a group of people flying."
Lin Qiyue:...
"In any case, when I said your Realm of Mortal Dust was probably of high-risk level, it seems I overestimated you. Judging from the abilities you're currently showing, it's probably just at the ordinary danger level."
Wen Qimo made a few more notes on the file and comforted, "But don't be disheartened. As your strength grows, the subsequent abilities will gradually reveal themselves. After all, you are the agent of the Archangel, and he wouldn't let you lose face like this."
Lin Qiyue shrugged. "I hope so."
Although Lin Qiyue felt a bit discouraged in his heart, it was only a slight feeling. With the Pantheon Psychiatric Hospital at his disposal, he didn't rely too much on the Archangel. After all, in his hospital, six deities were locked up for him to choose from.
"Now that we have a preliminary understanding of your abilities, let's begin training." Wen Qimo summarized the file and quickly designed a training plan for him.
"How will we train?"
"Overall, your current abilities focus on 'perception' and 'prediction.' This type of ability is much easier to train compared to those flashy abilities. You just need to gradually adapt your body to your abilities."
Wen Qimo pointed to the room behind him. "Inside there is a chamber with thirty-nine thousand hidden micro-rubber guns. It can fire 1 to 39,000 rubber bullets per second. Although the speed of the bullets is slightly slower than real bullets, it's sufficient for your current level.
Your task is to enter and use your perception and dynamic vision to avoid the rubber bullets as much as possible.
Considering your level, let's start with fifty bullets per second."
Lin Qiyue looked at the room and nodded. "Understood."
Entering the room, Lin Qiyue stood in the center and looked at the walls covered with densely packed bullet holes, a foreboding feeling creeping up on him...
"Wait, why are there bullet holes under my feet? What if they hit somewhere they shouldn't?" Lin Qiyue noticed the densely packed bullet holes beneath him and felt a chill run down his spine.
"In real combat, danger can arise from anywhere. There's no such thing as a place they shouldn't hit." Wen Qimo's voice echoed from all directions. "If you're ready, I'll start."
Lin Qiyue closed his eyes slowly and took a deep breath.
"Let's begin."
Beep!
Swoosh swoosh swoosh...
The moment the alarm sounded, rubber bullets flew from all directions within Lin Qiyue's perception range, their speed extremely fast, impossible to catch with the naked eye!
Lin Qiyue reacted the moment the bullets left the chamber, dodging most of them with consecutive backward jumps. However, another large batch of bullets was fired, with extremely tricky angles!
In Lin Qiyue's perception, he could predict the trajectory of the bullets, but there was a limit to how many trajectories he could predict at once.
It was like asking someone to catch a rolling ping pong ball, which was easy, or even three at once.
But if there were twenty ping pong balls rolling in different directions simultaneously, the human brain couldn't react in time to accurately judge the trajectory of each one.
Lin Qiyue faced the same problem.
Only three seconds into the training, he had already been hit by a dozen bullets. Although rubber bullets wouldn't cause harm, they still caused pain due to their speed.
So, he finally understood the true essence of this training...
"Damn it, why is it always getting beaten up?!"
...
Activity room.
Chen Muye, wearing an apron and gloves, carried a bowl of fragrant bone soup to the table and gently placed it down...
"Gulu." Hongying widened her eyes and swallowed hard. "Captain, when was the last time you cooked personally? Did the sun rise from the west today?"
Wu Xiangnan smiled faintly beside her. "Haven't you figured it out yet? This is mainly for Lin Qiyue
, we're just extras."
"Uncle Chen, you're biased!" Suxiaonan pouted.
Chen Muye twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and spoke expressionlessly, "I'm just tired of eating packed lunches and want to change things up, it has nothing to do with that kid."
"I see." Hongying's eyes lit up as she reached for the bone soup with her chopsticks. "Then I won't be polite, hehe..."
Smack!
Chen Muye swatted Hongying's hand away with his chopsticks and spoke calmly:
"Lin Qiyue hasn't finished his class yet, so all of you wait."
Hongying: ε(┬┬﹏┬┬)3 Captain, you don't love us anymore...
