Chapter 343: Knowledge He Didn't Have and Trouble
The morning sunlight filtered through sparse clouds and spilled across the clean, tidy streets.
Benjamin walked between Amy and Victor. By his ears were Amy's bright, chirping voice as she discussed her new university life, along with Victor's occasional brief, calm replies.
A perfectly measured smile hung on his face, matching the anticipation and slight nervousness a young student entering university for the first time should have.
Yet deep within him, cold rationality was operating frantically, sorting through the suffocating predicament before him.
"Suppression—an all-encompassing suppression of every extraordinary power." Benjamin sensed the power within his body, stagnant as though it had sunk into deep-sea mud.
Whether it was the vast Spiritual Power of a Nascent Soul Cultivator within his dantian, the Level 3 Wizard mental power in his sea of consciousness, or the body that had been tempered a thousand times through the Body Tempering Method and should have possessed terrifying strength, all of it now lay dormant as though it had never existed.
He was now an ordinary person through and through. Because of the disparity created by ingrained habits of thought, he even felt weaker than an ordinary person.
This plane was stranger than imagination.
It was not an illusion—the Mystic Gang Mortal Dust Barrier, that protective Dharma Treasure, had shown no reaction, proving that this was not a mental hallucination.
But it was absolutely not real either.
Amy and Victor walking beside him, companions whose deaths had long been confirmed in his memories, along with the "parents" at home whose appearances and temperaments were identical to those of his parents from his previous life, all silently proclaimed the falsehood of this place.
"Were identities forcibly implanted and memories overwritten? But why hadn't the Mystic Gang Mortal Dust Barrier