Are You an Alien?

"What a pain!"

Finney did not expect that even after going through the trouble of opening a shop in the Upper East Side, he would still run into something like this. Sure enough, New York was no place for ordinary people.

And besides, it was his own fault. If he hadn't casually used his skill to summon three Sumire's Fried Chicken Rolls out of thin air, he could have just tossed them into the police station and been done with it.

Thinking back carefully, Finney felt that the two robbers hadn't noticed anything unusual. When he smacked them in the face with the fried chicken rolls, the robber was about to draw his gun, his gaze shifting down toward his chest, so he hadn't seen the rolls appear out of nowhere.

As for the other one, he was already on the ground and couldn't see anything. And Skye—Finney hadn't been paying close attention to her at the time, so he wasn't sure if she had seen it, but it didn't matter much.

Judging by how nervous she looked now, she probably hadn't fully come back to her senses yet.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, Finney ultimately decided to let them off the hook. But before that, he needed to make sure no one had sent them.

"Why did you come to rob our shop?"

"Because we're broke!"

"..."

That answer left Finney speechless. Beside him, Skye immediately spoke up indignantly: "If you're broke, why don't you go rob a bank? Why come after us?!"

"We can't rob a bank!"

That only made Skye angrier. She couldn't help but kick the robber. Strictly speaking, this shop was hers, even if most of the money came from Finney.

Once he confirmed they hadn't been sent by anyone, Finney felt much more at ease. He sternly laid down the rules of the area, made them leave their guns behind, and told them to get lost.

"You'll forget what happened today soon enough. From now on, be good people."

Before driving them off, Finney made sure to use the Golden Great Deduction Technique to control them. Given how terrified they were of him right now, as long as nothing unexpected happened, they would probably forget everything by tomorrow.

Watching them disappear into the distance, the first thing Skye did was lock the front door. She let out a long sigh, then hesitated before asking, "Is it really okay to just let them go like that?"

"No problem."

Finney nodded with a smile. He had already taken the chance to quietly clean up the three fried chicken rolls on the floor and the surveillance footage.

"Finney..."

But just as Finney was thinking about how to convince Skye not to tell her parents about what happened today, he heard her stammer, "Just now... I think I saw something suddenly appear out of thin air..."

"Three... three..."

"Three fried chicken rolls, right?"

Finney sighed and finished her sentence. He looked at her intently, thinking about the changes the world would undergo a year from now, and the issues she had herself. Finally, he said, "You didn't see wrong. And I was the one who made them appear."

Skye's already pale face turned even whiter. She trembled, took a step back, then leaned in again, asking fearfully, "Finney, are you... are you an alien?"

I'm a pure Earthling. You, on the other hand, might have a bit of alien gene in you.

Finney muttered to himself, rolled his eyes, and said, Annoyed, "What do you think?!"

"I... I..."

Seeing Skye stammering, unable to form words, Finney couldn't help but sigh. If he hadn't already known about the state of this world, he probably wouldn't have reacted much better than Skye if he had encountered something like this.

"Don't worry. I'm Finney Hails, a pure Earthling. This is just a little special ability of mine. Like this."

Finney casually summoned a Sumire's Fried Chicken Roll and handed it to her.

Skye took the chicken roll dumbly, looking down at the food in her hands, then back at Finney. She opened her mouth, as if she didn't know what to say.

Since she had already found out, Finney didn't bother hiding much. He continued, "Didn't you want to know why Brian fell down this afternoon?"

"You can think of that as another one of my superpowers."

"Superpowers!?"

Skye's eyes widened like a cute little kitten. As a hacker, she had always felt the world held few secrets from her. But at this moment, she suddenly felt completely clueless.

"Hmm."

Finney nodded. He walked over to the sofa and sat down, then waved at Skye to come over.

Without a second thought, Skye walked over and sat down beside him, then asked, "Do Mom and Dad know?"

"Right now, only you know."

Finney leaned back into the soft sofa, turned his head, and looked at Skye seriously. "Skye, since you already know, I'll be straight with you. This world is dangerous. So don't go digging into strange things online for no reason. It'll cause trouble."

"Are there a lot of people with superpowers like you?"

Having gotten past the fear stage, Skye had entered curiosity mode. She realized Finney was still the same Finney—she had just discovered another secret of his.

"And, are your superpowers just making people fall and making fried chicken rolls? Do you have others? When did you discover them?"

Skye was like a curious child. Before Finney could even answer, she pressed on: "Do you know any other people with superpowers?"

Listening to these questions, Finney rubbed his head in frustration. After thinking for a moment, he began answering one by one: "I feel like there are quite a few people in this world with special abilities."

"The abilities are probably innate. And I don't know anyone else with superpowers right now."

After answering, Finney looked at Skye with a serious expression and reminded her again: "Skye, don't think I'm joking. This world really is dangerous."

"People like us have never made a public impact in society. That means there's definitely some organization or power controlling everything. It might even be the government."

"If you don't want me to be taken away and sliced up for experiments or something, you'd better keep this secret for me."

"No way..."

Hearing Feeney's words, Skye immediately showed a worried expression, but she didn't dare gamble on whether it was possible or not. She promised seriously, "I won't tell anyone."

Then, as if remembering something, she hurriedly asked, "What about those two just now..."

"It's fine, they didn't notice."

Feeney could already feel the Golden Great Deduction Technique gradually taking effect. If nothing unexpected happened, by tomorrow the two of them would have completely forgotten today's events and turn over a new leaf to become good people.

Seeing Feeney say this, Skye could only set aside her worries, silently praying in her heart that the two wouldn't speak of this matter.

The air gradually grew quiet. Still a little concerned about exposure, Skye didn't press further, instead thinking about how she could help if something went wrong.

Meanwhile, Feeney shifted his attention to something else—the Extraction System's Experience Bar was full.

He could initiate the third extraction!

Ah, it's over, it's over, no one's watching...