Dual Worlds: I Have a Doomsday World

Chapter 468 - 299: Lin Xin’s Cultivation Method

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Lin Qi tested it on seven or eight targets in a row, and he had a rough idea of who they all were.

In the end, Lin Qi came to a conclusion. ’The Impatient Knife obtains the most anxious emotion from cyber madmen, followed by corporate employees, and lastly, the general populace.’

’Furthermore, the emotions absorbed by the Impatient Knife aren’t a one-time harvest. Take cyber madmen, for example—they generate negative emotions the fastest. After just an hour, the Impatient Knife can draw a trace amount of anxious emotion from them again.’

With the tests complete, Lin Qi had high hopes for this new Ability.

In a Cyber Society, the potential for this Ability was almost unimaginably high.

Cyber Society was an undeniable breeding ground for negative emotions. Lin Qi was confident that one day, this Impatient Knife would absolutely allow him to fight above his own tier.

It wouldn’t even take that long. Once Lin Qi absorbed the anxious emotions of hundreds, even thousands of people, the Impatient Knife would be able to cause significant trouble for a Tier Three Extraordinary Professional.

’The population of Edge-12 District is just too small, and there aren’t enough suitable people to draw emotions from.’

’If I were in the corporate dorms, I can’t even imagine how much anxious emotion I could absorb in a single night.’

’Especially at big corporations. Whenever a project deadline looms, the employees’ anxious emotions are absolutely endless.’

As Lin Qi reflected on this, he directed the Impatient Knife to pass through one person after another. It caused no harm; in fact, it might even be beneficial for them.

...

Outside the Prosthetic Clinic, a Tier Four Powerhouse hidden by an Optical Invisibility Device frowned.

He was from the Assassin Alliance, a member responsible for the planned siege and kill operation in Red Fruit City.

However, his mission had been usurped by Baili Xueyuan, a major figure from the Blood Robe Lineage. He had even been given a new assignment: protect Lin Xin.

Right now, he was meditating with his eyes closed.

Regardless of their Extraordinary Profession, one had to practice Meditation upon reaching Tier Four. This was true even for a Life-taking Professional, whose path was fundamentally similar to that of a Martial Artist.

The core of Tier Four Extraordinary Professions was the Cultivation and refinement of one’s will. This continued until the will neared materialization, becoming visible to the naked eye of an ordinary person.

Upon reaching that step, one became a Tier Four Limit.

’I have a strange feeling... Could Minister Baili be observing me in secret?’

He sensed a slight anomaly but couldn’t pinpoint its source.

The anomaly felt like a fluctuation of Will Power, yet it was incredibly subtle.

This was very similar to how Baili Xueyuan used her power.

’It must be Minister Baili. Other than us from the Assassin Alliance, there are only two Tier Four Extraordinaries in Red Fruit City, and I know exactly where they are.’

’Is she here to check on Lin Xin again? Minister Baili really dotes on her student. She’s so afraid something might happen that she doesn’t even trust me.’

At this thought, he showed no outward reaction.

He stood perfectly still, wanting to avoid leaving Baili Xueyuan with a bad impression.

The gap between a regular Tier Four and a Tier Four Limit was like a vast chasm, to say nothing of the fact that Baili Xueyuan was a top figure with genuine authority.

...

Back in his room, after absorbing anxious emotion from over thirty people, Lin Qi sensed his control over the Impatient Knife growing sluggish.

Saturated!

He frowned, then his expression relaxed. ’It’s not completely full, just a temporary saturation. It’s like Meditation—mental Cultivation requires time to adjust and adapt.’

Directing the Impatient Knife to return to his Sea of Consciousness, Lin Qi ceased all other actions.

He simply closed his eyes and began to rest.

In less than a minute, Lin Qi’s breathing evened out.

Sleep is the best form of rest for a human, and Extraordinaries are no exception.

While sleep may no longer be a necessity for an Extraordinary, it remains the best way to restore one’s state.

Time trickled by, but nothing out of the ordinary occurred in Red Fruit City.

The neon lights covering the city flickered ceaselessly, day and night. Everyone was immersed in the "prosperity" of Cyber Society, completely oblivious to the passage of time.

The sun’s rays grew brighter, overpowering the city’s neon glow and heralding the dawn of a new day.

At nine in the morning, as always, Lin Qi’s internal clock woke him—no alarm needed.

He went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth, then left his room and walked down the stairs to the first floor of the Prosthetic Clinic.

The first floor wasn’t as lively as yesterday. Liu Xuan hadn’t come down; only Lin Xin, Doctor Lin, and Sister Li were sitting on the sofa in the reception area.

The holographic projector was playing the morning news on the Red Fruit Channel.

The news was fluff, showing no hint of the crisis currently gripping Red Fruit City.

Lin Xin was spooning canned food her dad had heated up into her mouth when she heard Lin Qi coming downstairs. Her hand gave an imperceptible tremble.

She knew it was Lin Qi without looking up. Liu Xuan’s steps didn’t sound like three to four hundred pounds of metal hitting the floor.

Lin Xin’s reaction was nearly imperceptible. By the time Lin Qi reached the sofa, she had already shoveled a few more spoonfuls of canned food into her mouth.

Lin Qi sat on the sofa, his attention lingering on the news for a moment before turning to Lin Xin. "You’re an Extraordinary Professional too, right?" he asked. "Don’t you have Cultivation to do? How are you so free, just sitting here chatting all day?"

Lin Xin froze for a moment when Lin Qi spoke. Only after processing what he’d said did her body start moving normally again.

*COUGH COUGH!* Sister Li, who was sitting nearby, started coughing again.