Did He Just... Not Use His Superpower?

"Minister Su, are you looking down on our Logistics Department?"

Zhang Ziliang's icy voice rang out as he fixed Su Changqing with a deep stare. "Your Action Department people can't be insulted, but ours can?"

"You want to save face? Fine."

"You want Wang Ye to fight? Fine."

"If Wang Ye loses because he's inferior, then it means our Logistics Department lacks skill. We'll accept it."

"But..."

"What if Wang Ye wins?"

As he spoke, Zhang Ziliang revealed a faint sneer.

Su Changqing frowned slightly. He silently glanced at Wang Ye in the corner, then at King Kong.

King Kong swept his fierce gaze across the room and nodded at Su Changqing.

"Fine."

"If King Kong loses, I'll give up half a month's worth of the Action Department's resources."

Zhang Ziliang's eyes lit up at Su Changqing's words. The cold aura around him vanished instantly, and he decisively slapped the table. "A gentleman's word is irrevocable!"

"Wang Ye, get him!"

The corner of Wang Ye's mouth twitched. He gave Zhang Ziliang a speechless look before reluctantly getting to his feet.

Xiao Si beside him moved in perfect sync, like Wang Ye's shadow.

King Kong's pupils contracted slightly. He instinctively took a step back, his gaze toward Xiao Si full of wariness. "Wang Ye, you're the one I'm fighting!"

The implication was clear: he did not want Xiao Si interfering.

"Heh."

Wang Ye gave King Kong an odd look. This guy wasn't stupid either.

"Sure." Wang Ye nodded, then seemed to recall something. A smile appeared on his lips as he pointed at the bruised and swollen Su Wenqian nearby. "Xiao Si, I don't want to hear that guy speak."

Su Wenqian's expression immediately darkened, and he instinctively opened his mouth to curse.

The next second—

That familiar sensation returned. A human-shaped crater appeared in the floor, and Su Wenqian fainted again.

Xiao Si silently stood beside Su Wenqian's body like a statue, completely motionless.

It was as though she were waiting for Su Wenqian to open his mouth again.

In an instant, the temperature in the entire meeting room seemed to drop several degrees. Most of the Superhumans looked dried out, their expressions stiff as they stared at Xiao Si.

Su Changqing's brow twitched, and the hand beneath the table slowly clenched.

Even the Heaven Group leader, who appeared to be asleep, narrowed his eyes slightly and cast an inconspicuous glance her way.

"Come on. Let's make this quick—I'm tired today."

Wang Ye stretched his limbs, a trace of exhaustion flashing through his eyes as he looked at King Kong.

King Kong was somewhat enraged. "Hmph, without that woman, what else can you do?" As he spoke, a faint golden light radiated from the spot between his brows and spread across the muscles covering his body. His entire body turned golden, almost dazzling to look at.

Wang Ye raised an eyebrow.

So he's a brain-awakened Superhuman?

Looking at that build, I really couldn't tell. And unlike most brain awakenings, he doesn't have telekinesis. Instead, he can enhance his own body?

As expected.

No wonder he's an expert from the Action Group.

Wang Ye nodded to himself.

"Roar!"

King Kong's eyes gradually turned bloodshot, as though his pupils had begun to lose their reason.

"Mental Awakening, berserk mode?"

Wang Ye muttered to himself. Those two awakening sites seemed like a perfect match.

A genius.

Wang Ye gave him an objective evaluation.

The next second, King Kong roared and charged at Wang Ye like a bulldozer.

For an instant, it felt as though the entire floor was shaking.

The sheer momentum filled most of the Superhumans' eyes with apprehension.

Nearby, Zhang Xiao, who had seemed dazed, appeared to have her train of thought interrupted by King Kong's roar. She frowned slightly, raised her head in displeasure to glance over, then sank back into thought.

Everyone's attention was focused on Wang Ye and King Kong.

King Kong's massive frame radiated a terrifying pressure, while Wang Ye was thin and frail-looking, hadn't even activated his power, and seemed frozen with fear.

The contrast between them was stark.

Many people seemed to have already foreseen the outcome at that moment.

King Kong's face twisted with ferocity, madness blazing in his eyes as though he wanted to tear Wang Ye to pieces.

Even Zhang Ziliang's brow furrowed slightly.

He knew Wang Ye was strong—strong enough that Yang Chen couldn't last three seconds against him.

But.

He still lacked a clear understanding of Wang Ye's exact strength.

He had now placed all his bets on Wang Ye, so his heart rose to his throat at that moment.

Watching King Kong approach, Wang Ye's eyes flickered.

"It looks like the berserk state strengthens his power, but lowers his intelligence."

"I really don't know whether that's good or bad."

Wang Ye's calm voice rang through the conference room. Not far away, Zhou Han looked at him with a giggle. "That big guy is so pitiful."

The next second.

Bang!

A deafening boom rang out.

All the watching Superhumans' pupils contracted instantly.

It was as if they had witnessed something unimaginable.

In the corner, the young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses lightly adjusted his frames and gave Wang Ye a long look.

At some point, Li Xinghe had opened his eyes and calmly looked toward the battlefield.

Zhang Xiao, who had been lost in thought, had her train of thought interrupted once again. Looking somewhat irritated, she turned toward the sound.

Then, a frenzied glint shone in her eyes, as though she had stumbled upon some rare treasure!

Meanwhile, Wang Ye had merely raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and met King Kong's enormous fist head-on.

King Kong, however, was sent flying backward uncontrollably and crashed heavily onto the ground.

The next second, Wang Ye vanished from where he stood and appeared before King Kong. He calmly lifted his foot and stepped on King Kong's chest.

The sound of bones shattering rang out.

Wang Ye calmly swept his gaze across the room.

Everyone who met his eyes subconsciously looked away.

Only then did they suddenly realize.

The nickname "Ghost King" seemed—

Not to be undeserved.

A terrifying existence like King Kong had been instantly defeated in Wang Ye's hands.

"Hehe." The tension on Zhang Ziliang's face gradually faded, returning to its usual calmness.

As though he had expected all of this from the start.

Yet beneath the table, his hand was viciously pinching his own thigh, forcing himself to stay calm.

He had found a treasure!

That was the first thought that surfaced in Zhang Ziliang's mind.

Increase the resource investment!

That was the second.

In an instant, a whole series of matters began arranging themselves in Zhang Ziliang's mind—how to promote Wang Ye, establish him as the Logistics Department's number one expert, formulate plans to raise his strength, and more.

As if he had merely done something insignificant, Wang Ye kept smiling, clapped his hands, returned to his seat, and continued staring blankly into space.

"Didn't he just not use his power?"

Someone looked at the person beside him uncertainly.

"Mm."

The other person swallowed hard and nodded.

The entire room fell silent.

Not far away, Zhang Xiao's eyes grew brighter and brighter.