Chapter 548 - Chapter 548: Chapter 548: Rubber Man (1/2)
Chapter 548: Chapter 548: Rubber Man
“I have superpowers?”
Yang Zhen’er, holding her mobile phone, was in a state of shocked.
On the other end of the phone, Xiang Kun continued, “Tell me, where did you get that eraser that seems to hang in the air?”
“I saw it at Director Zhang’s company yesterday and asked their administrative staff for it,” Yang Zhen’er answered instinctively.
“Why did you choose that eraser?” Xiang Kun asked again.
“Because… it looked round and fun.”
“Did you play with it for a long time yesterday?”
“Well, probably around one or two hours?”
“Now, sense the eraser without touching it! Where is it? Tell me quickly, one, two, three, go!” Xiang Kun sped up his speech, speaking in an overwhelmingly harsh tone.
“It’s… it’s in the right pocket of my jacket… What? Can I really feel it?” As Yang Zhen’er said this, she reached into her jacket pocket in surprise and touch the eraser. What surprised her wasn’t that the eraser was there, but the feeling she just had.
When Xiang Kun was pressuring her with rapid-fire questions just now, she didn’t try to recall where she put the eraser, but was instead urged by Xiang Kun to “sense” it. She was shocked to find that there seemed to be a vague yet real connection between her and the eraser, as though the eraser was a pebble in her shoe that she could feel directly through the sole of her foot – of course, in reality, the eraser was in her jacket pocket and she wouldn’t be able to feel it physically.
“So… I have a connection with this eraser?” Yang Zhen’er held the eraser in one hand and the phone in the other, hesitating.
Xiang Kun said, “Old Three, congratulations, you’re now a superhuman, the Rubber Man!”
Yang Zhen’er wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry, “Rubber Man my foot! I’d rather be called the Pipixia!”
“So… you mean, last night the eraser hovering in front of Xiao Lingdang’s forehead was my ‘superpower’? When Yang Zhen’er said this, she found it strange that she actually felt natural talking about “superpowers” like it was a given. Something wasn’t right.
“It’s not just the eraser. Old Three, you need to explore more about things around you, observe details that you didn’t pay attention to before, sense it with your heart, but don’t forget why you start.” Xiang Kun spoke in the tone of a spiritual guide with ambiguous language.
“Wait, what’s going on? Why are you so sure that I would have a connection with the eraser? It doesn’t make sense. This feeling, it seems like the connection I have with coins…Chef Xiang, did you set this all up? Are Xiao Lingdang, Nana, Old Xia, Little Apple’s amazing coin skills all related to you? Is it all this kind of connection?” Yang Zhen’er asked, one question after another.
Xiang Kun said, “Old Three, don’t you already know?”
“Ah? Know what?” Yang Zhen’er was somewhat confused.
“About the secret organization. Don’t you know? I don’t care, but you have to keep it confidential, no leakage!” Xiang Kun spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.
“Wait, what secret organization, there’s really a secret organization?”
“Quiet down, remember to keep it secret.” Xiang Kun said seriously.
“Oh.” Yang Zhen’er responded subconsciously.
Then Xiang Kun spoke a few more words and hung up.
Looking at her phone, Yang Zhen’er frowned and thought it over, feeling that something was wrong. Was Chef Xiang messing around, or was he seriously explaining to her?
Just as she was organizing her thoughts, Liu Shiling, who was sitting opposite her, suddenly said, “Sister Xian, the food is here. Stop thinking and eat first. If the food gets cold, it won’t be delicious.”
“Huh?” Only then did Yang Zhen’er realize that the food had arrived: “Ah, ok, let’s eat first, let’s eat first!”
Halfway through the meal, she remembered something else. She told the Little Fatty Girl to eat first while she moved to a seat inside against the wall, and dialed Xiang Kun’s number again.
“Chef Xiang, I almost forgot to tell you, I found out last night that Nana was having a conversation with the air! I’m a bit worried, do you know what’s going on?” Yang Zhen’er asked. Actually, what she wanted to say last was “is this your doing?”.
Xiang Kun said, “Don’t worry, Nana is fine. You don’t trust Nana, or you don’t trust me? That’s it, go eat, take care of Xiao Lingdang, don’t let her eat too much fried food. Bye, remember to keep it a secret.”
Yang Zhen’er looked at the phone and exasperatedly said, “What do you mean by I don’t trust Nana, and don’t trust you? I will trust you, my foot!”
After making two calls, it seemed like Chef Xiang had said a lot and given many answers, but when she thought about it carefully, it seemed like none of her questions had been answered.
But for some reason, Yang Zhen’er found that her previously uneasy heart had suddenly calmed down.
It was strange, even though she felt that Xiang Kun was spouting nonsense and was tricking her, after making those two calls, she actually felt more at ease. Could this be a case of Stockholm Syndrome from being tricked?
Eating absentmindedly, Yang Zhen’er pondered Xiang Kun’s words and couldn’t help but allow her imagination to run wild:
Maybe Xiang Kun was telling the truth and her previous guess about the secret organization was spot on!
Xiang Kun was responsible for training and recruiting superhuman members, and she and Nana were both candidates under assessment!
“Rubber Man”… doesn’t sound so bad?
Wait, didn’t Xiang Kun and Nana meet through a blind date? Brother Bin and Sister Han set them up. Could they also be peripheral staff of the organization?
Then what about Old Xia? She met Xiang Kun because she invited him to play cards. Could it be that Old Xia isn’t part of the “secret organization”? She doesn’t have superpowers?
The more Yang Zhen’er thought, the more confused she became, finding it difficult to get her thoughts in order. She bit her chopsticks in distress and took out the round eraser from her pocket. She held it in her hand and looked at it closely, wondering if she could control it over a distance, even moving it a millimeter would be fine.