Chapter 8

Chen Weidong did not continue to ask. He knew that such special departments usually had a very ordinary code name for confidentiality. Since he was not part of them, even if he asked, they would not tell him.

Outside the door, Shen Susu looked at Mu Feishuang with concern: "Sister, he doesn't seem very cooperative. Will our plan...?"

"It won't." Mu Feishuang smiled slightly and handed the tablet to Su Su to look at: "Look, this is a video I found online."

Shen Susu focused and was stunned.

The person in the video was unkempt, looking like a beggar, and dared to harass female students at the Beijing Film Academy. From the conversation, it seemed his target was even the school's beauty queen.

After a closer look, Shen Susu realized, damn, this beggar is Chen Weidong...

After watching the video, Su Su closed her eyes. She couldn't believe that a certain guy's ex-girlfriend was the beauty queen of the Beijing Film Academy. This... this is really...

Mu Feishuang seemed to understand her thoughts and smiled: "Don't disbelieve it. I just checked Xie Shuang's background. She is also from Jianglin Luoan. They went to the same school from elementary to high school, and can be considered childhood sweethearts. They became boyfriend and girlfriend in high school."

Shen Susu pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Look, these are their old photos." Mu Feishuang brought up several pictures and flipped through them casually.

The young man in the pictures was tall and handsome, with a noble and spirited demeanor, his eyes bright and piercing.

The girl had two pigtails, wearing a blue dress, her white legs exposed, her arms like lotus stems, holding the young man, her young face blushing, like a delicate blue lotus.

It had to be said that just looking at the pictures, they were a perfect match.

"This... this is him??" After seeing the pictures, Shen Susu found it even harder to associate the young man in the pictures with a certain guy.

"From the face, yes." Mu Feishuang said, bringing up Chen Weidong's recent photo and comparing it.

It was clear that the face was still the same, but the darkened skin and unkempt beard greatly marred his appearance. The once handsome young man had been transformed into a ragged old soldier, truly unbearable to look at.

"He... how did he become a soldier like this?" Shen Susu was speechless.

"Because he recently suffered a major blow." Mu Feishuang explained calmly.

"You mean..."

"Exactly, his discharge. There are some complicated reasons. If you're interested, you can read the details later. In short, this person has lost his job and his girlfriend. On his way back home, he was attacked by terrorists, was injured and hospitalized, and before his injuries were fully healed, we brought him here. Put yourself in his shoes, how do you think he feels now?"

Shen Susu stuck out her tongue and said nothing.

"Don't say anything rash now. I'll go in and talk to him." Mu Feishuang warned, opened the door, and went in.

As Mu Feishuang said, Big Dong was in a very bad mood, wanting to find something to smash to vent his anger. However, since this was someone else's territory, he had no chance to act out, so he could only endure.

Seeing Mu Feishuang come in, he was not surprised—his intuition told him that the person who knocked him out was this woman.

"Are you feeling better?" As soon as Mu Feishuang came in, she sat down on the chair and gestured for Chen Weidong to come over.

Chen Weidong did not hesitate, got up, and sat opposite Mu Feishuang, and said seriously: "Miss Mu, what do you want?"

"You're too nervous." Mu Feishuang magically brought out a tea tray, made tea for herself and Chen Weidong, her expression calm, showing no emotion.

Chen Weidong took a deep breath and smiled bitterly: "Miss Mu, I know you all have special identities and may be on some secret mission, but please believe me, I have received very strict confidentiality training. I promise I won't reveal a single word about what happened."

"You say you're not nervous." Mu Feishuang's lips curled up, smiling: "Don't worry, this isn't the National Security Bureau, and no one is going to hold you responsible. We brought you here because some strange things have happened to you, and I need to register you."

"Register?" Chen Weidong was confused, "Register what?"

"Don't you know?" Mu Feishuang asked in return.

Chen Weidong spread his hands: "I've always been a bit slow, please explain clearly, sister."

Mu Feishuang really wanted to give him a knock on the head, thinking, you genius, saying you're slow, how do your schoolmates feel?

Limited by time, Mu Feishuang didn't beat around the bush and directly explained her findings.

These things Chen Weidong had heard a little about from the mysterious voice in his head, but it was just bits and pieces. Now, with an expert here, it was a good opportunity to clear up his doubts.

He asked frequently, and Mu Feishuang was straightforward, answering everything, explaining some basic knowledge about the so-called "superhuman world."

It turned out that there really were some extraordinary people in the world, and they had a professional name: "paranormal warriors."

According to their combat power, paranormal warriors were divided into eight levels: E, D, C, B, A, AA, 3A, S.

There were more detailed divisions, but Chen Weidong didn't have time to ask. Instead, he asked the most pressing question: "What is my ability level?"

"You, I don't know your level either." Mu Feishuang's lips curled up, smiling a bit mischievously.

"This..." Chen Weidong was very frustrated.

"Alright, I'll tell you. Your perception ability has reached level 5, which is A level. Additionally, your mental power index is 611, which is enough to be rated as A level, but I can't register you as such."

"Why?"

"Because your mental power index is very unstable." Mu Feishuang put down her teacup and said seriously: "A mental power index of 611, you may not know what it means. Let me tell you, 611 indicates that you have the potential to become an A-level mentalist. Mentalists are the rarest and most mysterious type of paranormal warriors. They..."

Mu Feishuang paused and continued: "Forget it, explaining it in detail now is useless. You just need to know that mentalists are very rare and have extremely powerful combat abilities, almost invincible in battles of the same level. So I brought you here to confirm whether you are a mentalist."

"Then... what's the result?" Chen Weidong's resentment had long turned into intense curiosity.

"The result is not good." Mu Feishuang pursed her lips and said slowly: "Your mental power index fluctuates, sometimes as low as an ordinary person, and sometimes as high as 650. I'm not sure why this is happening. Perhaps you have just awakened and don't know how to control your mental power."

Chen Weidong shrugged, speechless.

"Let's leave this topic for now. Let's talk about your perception ability. I heard from Su Su that you've had this ability since childhood, right?"

"Right." Chen Weidong nodded.

"Good. Perception ability, like mental ability, is very rare. Although it doesn't directly relate to combat power, it has immeasurable value in team operations."

"So..." Chen Weidong probed.

"So, I want to invite you to join my department. I'll temporarily rate your ability as E level. If you develop mental abilities in the future, I'll report it immediately. Every mentalist is a valuable asset, and the organization will certainly value you and treat you well." Mu Feishuang stared intently at Chen Weidong.

Chen Weidong rubbed his face, organized his thoughts, and asked: "Can I first understand what kind of organization you are?"

"Susu should have told you. This is the 033 Archive Room."

"Um... I mean, what does this archive room usually do?"

"We belong to a confidential unit called the 'China Special Affairs Research Institute,' also known as the 'Special Affairs Bureau' or 'CST' for short, depending on your preference."

"Alright." Chen Weidong, upon hearing the name, had a rough idea of what kind of organization it was.

Without a doubt, anything unusual, supernatural, or extraordinary would fall under their jurisdiction.

To ordinary people, they might be like the fictional departments in American TV shows, existing only in imagination.

But today, one of these people was sitting right in front of him, inviting him to join. This... this needed serious consideration!

Chen Weidong's mind raced. Subjectively, he did not want to get involved with such an organization, as it was too mysterious and seemed a bit unreliable.

But on the other hand, they had such great abilities and were extending an olive branch to him, which was a sign of respect. If he refused, would it be seen as disrespectful?

"How about it, have you thought it over?" Mu Feishuang asked again.

"What benefits will I get by joining this organization?" Chen Weidong deliberately showed a greedy look.

"Sorry, I can only tell you after you join." Mu Feishuang's expression was calm, not angry.

"Then, what if I say 'no'?"

"That's fine too. We will respect your personal choice and won't force you to join. But once you return to society, you need to understand one thing: you are now a registered superhuman. We won't interfere with your private life, but if you use your superpowers for illegal activities, we will take action to arrest you."

Chen Weidong was silent for a moment and asked: "Can you give me some time? I mean, a longer time, like..."

"Sure, I'll give you a month to consider. After a month, if you agree, I welcome your joining. If you don't agree, I'm sorry, we will erase some of your related memories. Lastly, during this period, you cannot disclose any information about the 033 Archive Room, or else..." Mu Feishuang paused, her eyes suddenly cold as ice: "I will kill you myself!"