Chapter 589 - 288: Ominous Premonition
Logically, when the telekinetic strength of two people is not vastly different or is evenly matched, Zhu Mengtong should be able to sense it.
However, as Su Jiameng stood in front of her, she felt she couldn’t see through this person at all. Either Su Jiameng’s telekinesis was concealed too perfectly, or her telekinesis had far surpassed her own... The former was manageable; the latter... was terrifying upon closer thought.
Su Jiameng turned to look at her, but instead of answering directly, she said, "Your telekinesis is roughly at Level Three now. If developed properly, your future achievements might not be lower than mine. Although many people say telekinesis is a cursed power, once entangled by it, it’s hard to die a peaceful death. However, in my eyes, it carries rebirth and hope... Someday, you’ll understand what this means."
Without telekinesis, for humanity to fight the Insect Race for hundreds or even thousands of years without being wiped out, and instead reaching a stalemate, with victories on both sides, would be impossible. How many people throughout history who had telekinesis perished in that bloody, hopeless battlefield?
However, though they died, they left more seeds of life in the world. If the Insect Race truly descended, Zhu Mengtong would eventually discover the strength of telekinesis, understand the responsibility she bears, even if... in the end, she could not escape the fate of her predecessors.
For Su Jiameng’s cryptic words, Zhu Mengtong was left bewildered. By the time she truly understood their meaning, many years had passed. Just like Su Jiameng said, the strength of telekinesis seemed terrifying to many, but this frightening power could uphold a small blue sky, leave life seeds, even if one were to die on the battlefield, there would be no regrets in this life.
But at this moment, Zhu Mengtong didn’t dwell too much on this detail.
Su Jiameng had mentioned earlier that the realm beyond Level Five telekinesis required a great deal of pain and mental stress to achieve. Zhu Mengtong had investigated Su Jiameng’s past and, aside from knowing someone tampered with her records, she knew nothing else.
Yet, even without knowing, she could tell that the past twenty-odd years for Su Jiameng were smooth sailing, with nothing that could be considered a fatal mental blow... So how did her telekinesis reach beyond the fourth and fifth levels? At such a young age, could she truly have so many painful memories and experiences?
This is why Zhu Mengtong found it so terrifying to ponder! Seeing the other tidy up slightly messy clothes, ready to turn away, Zhu Mengtong asked impulsively, "Are you... really Su Jiameng?"
Su Jiameng’s back stiffened slightly, then she turned her head with a smile and said, "If I’m not Su Jiameng, then who am I?"
She understood what the other meant by this question, but simply doubted her authenticity. But she really was Su Jiameng, whether in the first life, the second, or this one, she bore this name! Naturally, the way she answered was not incorrect.
"It was my oversight, forget about this detail." Zhu Mengtong’s expression changed slightly, then returned to normal, "I vaguely sense there’s a secret agreement between you and the director... Are you planning something dangerous lately? Do you need my help?"
Su Jiameng naturally didn’t distrust Zhu Mengtong, but this matter involved the Alliance, not to mention she also planned to take down a Lieutenant General. And Zhu Mengtong was a high-ranking officer in the Alliance, even though she was past tense, she still had a present-tense husband!
"No worries, I can still manage alone for now, no problems. If it really can’t be done then, I’ll surely inform you and request assistance." Su Jiameng joked, and Zhu Mengtong took it seriously, though ultimately she never received any request for help.
The two went out together, seeing the completely destroyed instruments all reduced to rubble inside. Zhu Mengtong helplessly rubbed her forehead and said, "These instruments were all treasured belongings of the director, and now they’re all reduced to rubble. Who knows how heartbroken she is..."
"Since she stepped in, she should be ready to bleed profusely. Don’t worry, she’s quite the expert in crafting, making these instruments shouldn’t be hard. If she can rig up one batch, she can surely rig up another." Su Jiameng was quite laid-back, as the loss wasn’t hers.
Qiu Yexuan, leaning against the door and listening to the conversation the whole time, felt utterly disheartened _(:з)∠)_, feeling unloved and friendships over... Those things cost her most of her savings, how could these two speak so lightly? Especially that Su Jiameng, how annoying!