Horn sighed in admiration.
"Wen Xishu, you really do have plenty of tricks. Looks like you've got a lot of aces up your sleeve. I'm lucky to have met you."
Wen Xishu said:
"Next, we need to find someone to test this on."
The thirty-fifth floor of the office building was an abandoned floor awaiting occupation, making it a natural spot for an interrogation. Horn stayed where he was, while Wen Xishu, under Horn's control, used his incredible speed to slip past camera after camera in search of prey.
For Wen Xishu, whose strength rivaled a superhero's, abducting someone was an easy task.
Without a sound, Wen Xishu returned under Horn's control, carrying a person in each hand. He had abducted a man and a woman, both apparently high-ranking managers.
The woman worked in television, overseeing a Saturday variety show called "Randomized Disaster."
The show depicted the dangers people might encounter in environments that lacked uniformity and order.
But apparently, the performers had to sign nondisclosure agreements. Although they all said afterward that the random environments and people's random choices were arranged by the show...
A few entertainers seemed to become entirely different people afterward.
People kept saying the show was toxic, that many entertainers who appeared on it became disgraced celebrities. When people next saw one of those entertainers, there was already a scar on their forehead.
It was the supreme mark of nobility: a lobotomy scar.
The other man was a novelist.
Since his profession was so dangerous, this novelist favored a steady, cautious approach, writing mysteries about solving crimes.
His stories followed a protagonist who solved cases in various orderly, uniform worlds... using all sorts of irregular clues.
He was quite popular and, for the moment, a relatively safe writer. At least, he was safer than the