Mysterious Ability!

Over the Pacific, a white Boeing 747 passenger jet cruised steadily at an altitude of ten thousand meters.

Inside the cabin, most of the passengers had already fallen asleep. Chen Mo sat by the window, quietly gazing blankly at the clouds outside.

His upright frame beneath his shirt, his hard, resolute face, and the sharp gaze reflected in the window made the two young girls beside him unable to resist sneaking glances at him and whispering to each other.

Yet where they could not see, a silver lighter that should never have passed security or appeared on a plane kept appearing in Chen Mo's hand, only to vanish again in an instant.

A closer look would reveal that the lighter was not being concealed with a magician's trick. It truly vanished into thin air, then reappeared out of nowhere!

This was a flight from Bincheng to Los Angeles. Most of the passengers were traveling abroad, on business trips, or visiting relatives. But Chen Mo was fleeing!

He had killed someone!

An evil man!

A few days earlier, Chen Mo's grandfather, Chen Jingde, had refused to relocate, blocking Zhou Tianhao's path to wealth. Zhou Tianhao had sent men to run him down, leaving him severely injured and in a vegetative state. With no evidence, the incident had ultimately been classified as a traffic accident, and no one had covered the medical expenses.

The family's savings were already unable to bear the enormous treatment costs. An ordinary person might have had no choice but to watch Chen Jingde die, helpless against Zhou Tianhao. But Chen Mo was no ordinary person!

He harbored a tremendous secret, and it was that secret that gave him strength beyond that of ordinary people—and the ability to take revenge!

But Chen Mo was not thinking about revenge at that moment. He was considering the changes that had occurred to him after taking his revenge!

More than ten hours earlier, at two in the morning, at Zhou Tianhao's suburban villa.

A chilly breeze gently swayed the treetops, making the leaves rustle and casting mottled shadows beneath the dim streetlights. A faint scent of blood drifted out from the villa with the cold wind.

Dressed in black and wearing a baseball cap, Chen Mo quietly left the villa with a travel bag in hand. Not long afterward, a dazzling blaze lit up behind him. Scorching flames poured through the gaps around the doors and windows, and the raging fire engulfed the entire villa.

Sin and slaughter were all consumed by the flames!

Ignoring the sea of fire behind him, Chen Mo strode away without looking back, travel bag in hand.

Suddenly, Chen Mo halted. The sharp, cold expression brought on by the earlier killing gradually gave way to surprise and delight.

Chen Mo focused his consciousness into his mind, where a cubic space with sides measuring fifty centimeters appeared. Dozens of throwing knives, along with a wallet, keys, and other odds and ends, occupied one corner, leaving the rest of the space looking vast and empty.

Chen Mo clearly remembered that the space had previously measured only twenty centimeters on each side and had been packed full with those items. How had it suddenly grown so much larger?

This space was the secret Chen Mo had been hiding!

Chen Mo had first obtained this space several years ago.

During a traffic accident, an out-of-control heavy truck had charged toward Chen Mo at the roadside. At that critical moment, his mind suddenly became crystal clear, his heart began pounding violently, and a surging power swept through his body. The speeding truck seemed to move slower and slower in his eyes.

The sudden eruption of potential in the face of danger allowed Chen Mo to leap aside at the very last instant and avoid being crushed beneath the wheels.

Afterward, Chen Mo discovered that his body had become much stronger. His thinking, memory, and reflexes had all greatly improved as well. Most incredibly, a space the size of a Rubik's Cube had appeared in his mind, allowing him to store objects inside it with a thought.

The superpower he had suddenly gained excited Chen Mo for quite some time. In hopes of becoming as powerful as the Super Heroes in movies someday, he began training diligently and studying all kinds of martial arts, keeping the secret to himself as he waited for the day he would emerge transformed.

But heaven seemed to have played a joke on Chen Mo. His abilities had developed far more slowly than he had imagined.

Several years had passed. The space had slowly grown from the size of a ten-centimeter Rubik's Cube to twenty centimeters on each side, while his physical qualities had improved only slightly. His strength, speed, endurance, reflexes, and other attributes had all reached the level of elite athletes, while his learning ability, memory, and thinking far surpassed those of ordinary people.

By then, his combat ability had become quite formidable. He could easily handle four or five strong men at once.

To make use of his storage ability, Chen Mo had also learned to throw knives. He could now easily hit a sparrow in flight from within ten meters, and at close range, their power was no weaker than that of a handgun.

Immersed in his extraordinary power and focused on improving his own strength, Chen Mo had devoted vast amounts of energy and time to training and researching his abilities.

To avoid others noticing anything unusual about him and exposing his secret, Chen Mo had always kept a very low profile.

Years of growth had made Chen Mo stronger, but he was still far from what he had expected. In modern society, with its advanced technology, he was not powerful enough to do whatever he pleased, challenge the law, and punish the wicked while helping the weak.

His peaceful yet fulfilling life had also made Chen Mo content with the status quo, quietly gathering strength amid that tranquility.

But Zhou Tianhao's brutality had awakened Chen Mo from his dormancy. Freed from restraint, Chen Mo had become decisive in killing, cold and ruthless.

With his exceptional skills, Chen Mo had easily infiltrated the villa. Like an assassin walking through the darkness, he silently eliminated every trusted subordinate who had aided Zhou Tianhao's evil.

In the end, Chen Mo forced Zhou Tianhao to reveal the passwords to the bank cards he had opened under other people's names in preparation for fleeing after trouble arose, as well as the safe containing part of his cash.

After successfully obtaining the money, Chen Mo finished him with a single knife. Not one person in the entire villa survived.

Before leaving, Chen Mo set the house on fire, using the flames to destroy the entire crime scene.

Although he had discovered the change in the space, Chen Mo had no time to think it over. The explosion just now would soon draw the police there, and he had to leave immediately.

He stored the travel bag in the expanded space and quickly departed.

Chen Mo had gotten more than eight million from Zhou Tianhao in total, enough to cover Chen Jingde's expenses for several years. After rushing to the hospital and secretly giving the bank cards and cash to his parents, he hurriedly explained the situation before heading straight to the airport and boarding the earliest flight to Los Angeles.

Although he had made thorough preparations and been extremely careful throughout the process, Chen Mo decided to hide abroad for a while just to be safe.

Only after the plane took off did Chen Mo finally have time to calm down and properly consider the changes in himself. He had always felt that his abilities were not so simple, that some even more powerful ability remained undiscovered.

The sudden expansion of the space after killing Zhou Tianhao made Chen Mo feel as though he had grasped something. The key to improving his abilities seemed almost within reach.