In the end, Xiao He basically filled himself up on water. One bite of that eel noodle soup required a whole glass of water to wash down, and he barely ate any noodles at all.
On the way back, Xiao He noticed Huang Ling discussing Yinglong with the others in their department group chat.
"You like Yinglong?" Xiao He asked, feeling a little proud inside.
"A superhero, you know," Huang Ling replied quickly. "He's special. Even among one in ten million, he's still special."
Yeah, you probably couldn't find a third Mutant with such a garbage Superpower. Xiao He thought to himself.
He had a lot of complaints about his own Superpower. It was a useless ability without Ye Wanqing, and even with Ye Wanqing there, it might not necessarily activate.
The limitations of his ability had become clear from their recent missions. What if their enemy was a Mutant from overseas? Just investigating their identity would be a huge hassle. If Xia Yu and Xie Haining encountered an enemy they couldn't handle, and they couldn't uncover that person's real identity, then his lousy Superpower would be exposed, and the legend of Yinglong would naturally collapse.
Compared to combat, it was actually more useful in science and medicine, but both fields involved far too much uncertainty for his ability.
After all, who knew just how difficult humanity's currently unsolved problems really were? If they exceeded the limits of his ability, he might be in danger.
So the thing Xiao He was most satisfied with about his ability was probably that he could make some contribution to medicine.
If possible, he would have preferred for this ability to be more ordinary, but more stable.
"Maybe he wants to be ordinary too," Xiao He replied.
"Wouldn't that make him just like Ye