Brain Domain Width! Talent and Talent Are Not the Same.

On the Sky Screen, the third light curtain revealed a new scene.

It was the third explorer, Cuihua, a common village girl from Soto City.

Compared to Dai Mubai, who had descended into the perilous ruins of the Wilderness Zone, Cuihua's luck was absurdly good. As a white light dissipated, she was teleported directly into the center of the most bustling commercial district in Jiangnan Base City.

When she first arrived, Cuihua was completely stunned.

All around her were skyscrapers that soared into the clouds, piercing the sky.

The exterior walls of these buildings were composed entirely of transparent glass curtain walls and silver-gray alloys, refracting dazzling, mesmerizing light under the sun.

High in the air, massive holographic screens dozens of meters tall were playing all sorts of images.

There were martial artists wearing new-style combat armor endorsing various nutrient solutions, as well as bounty notices for monsters from the Wilderness Zone.

Although she had already seen images of this other world through the Sky Screen, being in the middle of it felt like an entirely different experience.

Knowing the dangers of this strange world, Cuihua could only muster her courage and wander along the road. She didn't know where to go; she just wanted to find a deserted corner to hide in.

By now, the once-terrified Cuihua had finally seen the prosperity of Jiangnan City and managed to calm her nerves.

She finally had the courage to actively explore this unknown new world.

Just then, a sleek, sci-fi-looking hovering car glided along an invisible track in the air and came to a steady stop right in front of her.

The next moment.

A noisy crowd surged down from the hovering car.

"Hurry, hurry! The Limit Martial Arts Hall is holding a census for basic physical fitness and brain-domain width today. If we go late, the line will stretch until tonight!"

"I heard that if they find someone with high brain-domain width during this census, the martial arts hall will give them a direct subsidy!"

The crowd chattered away.

Before Cuihua could figure out the situation, she was pushed by the surging throng, stumbling through the automatic glass doors of a building.

The interior of the lobby was spacious and bright, the clean white alloy floor spotless.

In the center, rows of precise silver-white instruments were set up, with long lines forming in front of each one.

Cuihua was caught in the middle of the crowd, unable to move forward or retreat, and could only drift along with the flow of the line.

After about half an hour, a dazed Cuihua was pushed to the very front.

Sitting behind the instrument was a young staff member in a gray uniform. He yawned without even lifting his eyelids, reaching out to press a few buttons on the console in front of him.

"Swipe your ID card. If you don't have one, just sit down and put on the helmet."

The staff member mechanically repeated the words he had said thousands of times every day.

Cuihua didn't understand any of this; she remained motionless, looking completely bewildered.

A security guard maintaining order nearby saw this and assumed she was a mute from some slum trying her luck. Impatiently, he walked over and pressed her down into the testing chair.

"Don't move, it'll be over in a second."

The guard casually picked up a silver metal helmet connected to countless sensor wires and placed it directly onto Cuihua's head.

The staff member pressed the start button.

On the display screen above the instrument, two rows of data began to jump rapidly.

One row represented overall physical fitness, such as muscle strength and nerve response, while the other represented brain-domain width.

Only two seconds passed.

"Beep—"

The instrument emitted a crisp prompt sound.

The staff member glanced at the screen carelessly, but his eyes, which had still held a hint of sleepiness, instantly widened.

There was no harsh red alarm, nor any earth-shattering phenomenon, but the data displayed on the screen made this experienced staff member feel a trace of surprise.

"Overall physical fitness: Weak. Estimated punch force: 25 kilograms. Evaluation: Ordinary person with severe malnutrition."

The staff member recited the first half of the data and couldn't help but curl his lip.

With a physique this weak, she was worse than a ten-year-old child—pure trash.

However, when his gaze moved to the other row of data, he couldn't help but let out an "Eh?"

"Brain-domain width... eighteen?"

The staff member rubbed his eyes, confirming he hadn't misread it.

One had to know that the brain-domain width of an ordinary person in this world was generally below ten; only the occasional genius full of mental vigor would exceed ten.

Once the brain-domain width exceeded twelve, it meant the person had latent talent for spirit telepathy. With proper guidance and training, there was a high hope for them to awaken as a noble Spirit Master in the future!

A value of eighteen was only two points away from reaching twenty!

Twenty was the threshold for a monstrous genius in the general sense; it was almost a certainty that they would become a mid-level or even high-level Spirit Master in the future!

In this kind of mass census, a brain-domain width of eighteen was definitely a one-in-a-hundred-thousand gem.

"A refugee girl with a physique this weak actually has the potential to be a Spirit Master? And this potential isn't even low?"

The staff member put away his previous disdain, hurriedly stood up, and reached out to press a button on the communicator beside him.

Before long, a burly martial arts instructor with a thick beard walked over quickly. He leaned down to glance at the tester's screen, then looked up and down at Cuihua, who was shivering in the chair.

"Brain domain width of eighteen, truly not bad. She's a good seedling!"

The bearded instructor rubbed his chin, his tone carrying a hint of regret.

"It's a pity, though. Her physical fitness is too poor—absurdly so."

"To awaken spirit telekinesis, the physical body must be able to withstand the load when the mental power erupts. With a frail frame like hers, if she were forced to awaken now, her brain would be fried."

The instructor stepped forward, softening his voice as much as possible.

"Little girl, don't be afraid."

He looked at Cuihua's bewildered expression and her tattered clothes, subconsciously assuming she was a refugee from outside. He patiently explained, "Your body is very weak, but your brain is very special."

"Simply put, you possess a hidden talent called 'spirit telekinesis'."

"If you are willing to join the basic training class at our Limit Martial Arts Hall, we will provide free nutrient solution to help you improve your physical condition."

"As long as your body meets the standard, you will have the opportunity to become a powerful Spirit Master in the future. You could control weapons from a distance, or even fly in the sky. Are you willing?"

Cuihua listened, completely confused. Brain domain width, spirit telekinesis—she didn't understand any of it.

But she did understand "free nutrient solution" and "fly in the sky."

And so, she nodded blankly.

This scene, through the light of the Sky Screen, was presented in its entirety before everyone on the Douluo Continent.

In an instant, the entire Douluo Continent erupted into an uproar even more violent than before.