Number One Ugly Husband

15. You Are Boasting

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

“Bao Ye, how could you know her kid got the soul separation?” Lao Liu asked him in astonishment after he arrived at the health department and heard about the recovery of Wang Qiao’s kid.

“Because I am omniscient.” Bao Ye answered jokingly.

In fact, any people with power could see it was the sign of soul separation. The separation indicated that this kid had been frightened, which agitated the kid’s soul. The kid wouldn’t recover unless his or her parents call the kid’s name loudly to collect his soul.

“You are boasting. “ Nian Gao snorted, “Since you are really omniscient, tell me, when will us slaves get out freedom?”

“Nian Gao.” Lao Liu interrupted with a low voice, warning him not talk nonsense. Once the words were heard by the slaveholders, all the stuff in the health department would be punished or even beaten to death, because his words meant rebel.

“Five years later.” Bao Ye curved his lips and continued, “Five years later, someone will start a war. The slavery will be abolished, and the freedom will finally come.”

Niao Gao, Lao Liu and Wang Qiao were all shocked by his words. He spoke with a definite tone and almost convinced them all.

Lao Liu was the first one who sobered up. He rushed to the gate. After checking that there was on one who passed by and heard what they said, he felt much relieved and shut the door, “Are you sick of living! How dare you say that?”

Niao Gao felt the fear too: once their words were heard by someone, they would really die.

Bao Ye patted on Lao Liu’s shoulder and comforted him, “Take it easy, there is nobody within hundreds meters distance, except us.”

The people in the health department got up earlier than others in the building, and there were no one nearby now. Besides, he owned the superpower that could sense the existence of people around.

Lao Liu still had his heart in his mouth, “You even know there is no one within a hundreds meter around?”

“I said I am omniscient.”

“Really?” Lao Liu’s eyes blinked for a little while, as if something had occurred to his mind. He asked, “Do you know what makes a person become weaker during his superpower building-up, and even paralyzed at the end?”

Bao Ye raised two fingers and relied, “There are two possible reasons.”

Lao Liu couldn’t help gripping on his shoulders, “What are they?”

Looking at the hands on his shoulders, Bao Ye supposed that him being preoccupied these days should be related to this. “One possibility is that someone has burned herbs which are detrimental to the divine meridians when he or she is building up the superpower. Absorbing the smoke of burned harmful herbs weakens the superpower. While the other possibility is that the divine meridians of his or hers are blocked. The paralysis is caused by the blocked meridians and acupuncture points.”

“For the first possibility, could it be solved by finding out the herbs that could remove the toxin?”

 

Bao Ye nodded.

“What if the second possibility?”

“You need a trustworthy person who possesses higher superpower than the victim to clear away the blockers.”

Nian Gao interrupted, “Who can ensure your words are all true? We don’t know even if you are just making it up. What’s more, you don’t have superpower yourself, how could you know cultivation stuff?”

“That is right. You still don’t know even if I am telling the truth. So there is need to ask more.” Bao Ye poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip and asked, “By the way, do you know who is the most well-informed in Gong City?”

Niao Gao ridiculed him, “Aren’t you omniscient?”

“But didn’t you say I am boasting?”

“You…” Nian Gao grinded his teeth.

Wang Qiao thought for a while and replied, “My husband said that Boss Ji in the North District is the most well-informed, and he has a special team for collecting information.”

“Bao Ye, you want to ask for something?” Asked Lao Liu.

Bao Ye nodded, “Do they know the news from other cities?”

“Kind of,” Wang Qiao frowned, “but outsiders have to pay for the news, and the price is changed with the difficulty of acquiring the news.”

“There is no currency in the Lower World. How do they charge? Exchanging goods?”

“Exactly.”

Bao Ye stood up and stretched himself, “I’d like to drive the garbage truck for patrolling today.”

Nobody opposed him, so he took the key and left.

When he drove the truck and arrived at the construction site, a piece of seven-color cloud flashing over his head.