At last, Fu Qian still chose a gentler method.
After a brief wait, Gan Zuoxun finally stood up and, with a composed gait, walked towards the restroom.
The sorrow of a middle-aged man!
Fu Qian sighed without surprise.
As the saying goes, a man has two things that should not swell, his ego and his prostate.
And given his age, the latter is quite hard to avoid.
Fu Qian calculated the time and, when it seemed about right, stealthily approached and smoothly activated the Clear Dream Ring.
Based on previous experiences, when in the manufactured dream, one’s mind-state is also affected, becoming somewhat more candid than usual.
…
“Who are you?”
Gan Zuoxun, who was adjusting his appearance in the mirror, felt something unusual the next moment.
Turning his head, he noticed someone had appeared beside him without him knowing when.
“An old Chinese medicine doctor.”
In response to the question, Fu Qian casually replied.
“…Is it because of those rumors?”
Gan Zuoxun was dumbfounded for a few seconds, seemingly realizing something.
“Are you a Night Watchman?”
“No, but you catch on quickly, huh?”
Fu Qian complimented.
“Heh, ordinary people can delude themselves, but I certainly cannot.”
Gan Zuoxun chuckled and shook his head, looking around.
“Am I in reality right now? Or is all of this an illusion?”
“Don’t worry, you’re not in any danger. I just wanted to understand the situation a bit.”
Fu Qian gestured for him to relax.
“Alright, I will cooperate sincerely.”
“I thought you would first verify my identity?”
“Is there a need?”
Gan Zuoxun smiled meaningfully.
“This is the city hall. The fact that you could enter here and engage in this conversation with me means that I am already powerless in front of you.”
“This enormous gap in ability, I understand it very clearly.”
“Your words don’t seem quite consistent with your own status.”
“One still has to be honest with oneself.”
Gan Zuoxun looked at Fu Qian.
“Do you know why I knew at first glance that you were not an ordinary security guard?”
“Oh, how did you figure that out?”
Considering he had come for a psychological consultation, Fu Qian asked very cooperatively.
“We find ourselves in a marvelous world, and given my position, I have always walked on thin ice and been extremely sensitive to it.”
“Whether one is a Transcendent or not, their demeanor has an essential difference.”
“It’s a type of superiority that comes from deep within the bones; it’s not something that can be concealed with mere posture.”
“Of course, sociologically, we are still collectively defined as ‘humans’, so most people would prefer not to make it obvious.”
“But many times, even from the eyes of a security guard, I can feel a rather restrained sense of superiority.”
“It’s truly a peculiar feeling. They obey you, focus on you, revolve around you, but they consider themselves far nobler than you.”
“I see, it seems you’ve always felt surrounded by wolves.”
Fu Qian nodded with apparent understanding.
“Of course, I wouldn’t talk to you about equality in essence or anything like that.”
“The superiority between humans is not of a single kind. For example, those security guards of yours who are not Transcendents, compared to you, there are also some gaps that fundamentally cannot be bridged.”
“Transcendents are just more partial to violence, that’s all.”
“This, I indeed cannot deny.”
Gan Zuoxun chuckled after a slight start.
“Back to the matter at hand, what do you have to say about the rumors concerning you?”