Chapter 16

Because Type Es were extremely picky, and as a "punishment" under the laws of nature for the immense power they gained, once they formed a soul bond with a compatible partner, they would be forever subject to the D-Type's every thought and emotion.

Their partner would become their greatest support, but also their greatest weakness. Because their mental world was so sensitive, if the partner who was their only close connection to the world died unexpectedly, or they were forcibly separated forever, their mental world would rapidly collapse as if turning against them.

The usual outcome was permanent damage to their Spiritual Pool, leaving them unable to properly control or use their Mental Power. They would then become either a madman or a fool with the intelligence of a child only a few years old, their life utterly ruined.

The woman said several such Type Es were imprisoned in the Evil Tower.

Perhaps because she empathized with them as one of their kind, her voice grew gentle and sorrowful as she said, "A Type E's life is destined to be tragic."

"So please do your best not to let your soul psychic power settle into Type E."

Perhaps the woman's subdued mood after those words had spread to everyone, or perhaps her final remarks had struck a little too hard. After she finished her explanation, the room fell silent for a long time, without so much as a whisper.

Xu Qingran was lost in thought as well.

Those words did not affect him much, nor was he particularly concerned about whether he became an E-Type. He did long for great power, because it would protect him, but according to the laws of nature, everything had something it could suppress and something that could suppress it. No power was absolute.

He simply felt that even if he became an E-Type, it would not be a tragedy for him.

Loneliness had been his companion since his previous life, and he had long since grown used to it. He had died at only twenty-two or twenty-three in that life, so being able to live alone until old age would instead be a rare gift from fate.

The person at the lectern changed moods quickly too, her eyes immediately curving into a smile again. "All right, I'm sure you can pass the final test."

"You should know that Shen Tingyu, the current general of Golden Wing's headquarters, is also one of our empire's famous Type Es. Back then, he passed every assessment and interview, even the written personality test, with a perfect score. To this day, he remains the Evil Tower's only outstanding graduate with a perfect score."

Hearing this, the system said with a hint of pride, "Looks like the target really is outstanding after all."

Xu Qingran, however, smiled, his smile full of meaning.

He asked the system, "Do you know who's best at breaking the law?"

"The person who has thoroughly studied, deeply understood, and mastered every law."

By the same token, someone who could produce an absolutely perfect answer sheet on unstandardized tests of morality and personality—

Was either an AI, a nonhuman programmed with the correct answers, or an utterly extreme person. Because they were extreme to the utmost degree, they could clearly understand what their opposite should look like.

In other words, it did indeed take sufficient mental strength and willpower to suppress all the influence of their innate nature, control all their emotions, and keep anyone from noticing the slightest thing amiss.

People like that were the most terrifying.

Two people sat beside a tea table in a tidy, simply furnished office.

The clear tea in their cups was still steaming. A half-gray-haired man sat relaxed in his favorite armchair. Anyone who saw the man sitting opposite him could not help marveling at his flawlessly handsome face. Even the contours of his profile were so sharply defined, as though he were the Creator's most perfect work.

He chuckled at the man opposite him. "I heard you quietly did something big a while back. Your merits must be going up again."

Shen Tingyu chuckled. "Let me thank you first for dreaming on my behalf, Tower Master."

The Tower Master was the Evil Tower's highest administrator. Because the Evil Tower also served as a prison, he was known as the warden as well. Shen Tingyu was one of the "students" he had watched arrive and personally seen off years ago. After Shen Tingyu entered Grandis Military Academy and became a Golden Wing colonel with results that left everyone else far behind, their commander-in-chief would send him back from time to time to inspect the Evil Tower.

With repeated visits, the two gradually became more familiar with each other.

That was not to say he trusted his student Shen Tingyu completely.

After all these years, even an experienced old Tower Master like him still could not see the thoughts hidden deep in Shen Tingyu's eyes. But Shen Tingyu had consistently done well since leaving, so for the time being, there was no need to look into it further.

From the corridor outside the office came the sound of many people passing by.

Shen Tingyu knew what it was about as soon as he heard it. He smiled. "Are your people doing those one-on-one sessions again?"

The Tower Master nodded, resting his folded hands on his little belly. Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he asked, "Since you're here anyway, how about I have them randomly assign someone to you, so you can experience being an interrogator for once?"

Chapter 8: Type D Psychic

The room next to the lecture hall was the waiting room for those awaiting questioning.

The room was square, and large patches of the walls were damp and crumbling. It looked as though it had not been renovated in a long time. Chairs stood in orderly rows, and surveillance cameras hung in all four corners. Except for the boy who had been injured by the whip, everyone had been sent inside to wait for a one-on-one interview with an interrogator, establishing a basis for their preliminary impressions and personality assessments.

The Evil Tower had sent quite a few interrogators to conduct the assessments, and more than a dozen people were called away at once.

The brother and sister Xu Qingran had met in the elevator sat down beside him. After half a day of panic, the younger sister seemed even more bewildered and helpless. She only dared cling to her brother's hand, refusing to leave his side.

While he waited, he resumed discussing the Type D Psychics he had just heard about with the system.

He remembered that Lu Wennian, his childhood friend's father, placed great importance on this Type D. Xu Qing'an's expression at the time had also shown obvious envy. Now that he had heard they could even restrain Type Es, he was a little interested.

The system, a little encyclopedia, dutifully explained, "Type D Soul Psychic Power, whose full name is Dominator, is also known as the Dominator."