Special Abilities

The boy sat at the desk, somewhat dazed.

Dr. House refused to admit it.

But the facts were right there. He had hypnotized him without him noticing a thing!

An entire hour had passed without him being aware of it.

Such a long stretch of time, yet it had vanished in the blink of an eye!

It felt as though a little piece of his life had been stolen.

As for that plate of candy, he had probably eaten all of it without realizing.

Of course.

Dr. House had probably finished asking the remaining thirty-two test questions, too.

At the time, he had had no mental defenses whatsoever. Whatever he thought, he would have said aloud.

This mental health assessment... was probably a bust again.

The boy sighed. "Dr. House, why do you think I have so many psychological... problems?"

Dr. House looked sympathetic. "Defects in the relevant brain regions, high-risk genetic mutations, and childhood trauma. These three factors can be like the legs of a three-legged stool, supporting and interacting with one another, with none dispensable. If defects are present, they can slowly develop over time and ultimately produce psychological abnormalities."

Psychological abnormalities...

The boy nodded helplessly. "You really have a way of putting things delicately."

Dr. House sat back in his chair, hands behind his head, and said casually, "But I know a secret that other people don't. Once certain patients with brain disorders enter the Experimental Zone, they can produce effects beyond imagination, like a chemical reaction."

The boy asked in confusion, "Patients with brain disorders all have limitations. Can they really get that far? Don't you know about cerebral nerve dissolution?"

"Some patients with psychological disorders have structurally normal brains."

Dr. House swept his palm over the high-tech watch on his wrist, and a blue interface immediately appeared. He called softly, "Minglan."

Click...

Click...

The crisp sound of high heels striking the floor came from outside the door.

Dr. House said quietly, "Minglan has a certain brain disorder, but both in reality and in the Metaverse, she's my personal assistant."

Qin Yiguan turned toward the doorway.

The sun was rising.

As the woman approached, a very tall, slender, and sexy silhouette appeared in the doorway.

Below her ample bust, she was all legs.

She wore a tight shirt that exposed a flat midriff without a trace of flab, paired with a black miniskirt.

Qin Yiguan had never seen a miniskirt with side slits before. Today, he finally did.

It was already short enough, yet it still had slits.

Never mind her thighs-even the curves of her buttocks were faintly visible.

Long, wavy hair, an oval face, and alluring eyes.

This was not the boy's first time seeing her.

Her full name was You Minglan.

As Dr. House had said, she was his personal assistant.

Click...

Click...

You Minglan entered the room and raised her eyebrows at the boy in greeting.

Then she went straight to Dr. House, resting her buttocks against his shoulder and rubbing gently.

Dr. House gave an awkward smile.

Qin Yiguan had only one impression of this sexy beauty.

She wanted to sleep with Dr. House every moment of the day.

But judging by Dr. House's expression, Minglan apparently had yet to succeed.

That was understandable. In both looks and status, Dr. House was certainly outstanding.

Yet Dr. House smiled and said, "Yiguan, don't get the wrong idea. Minglan isn't attracted to men."

"Oh?"

The boy froze, then glanced at the beauty, whose figure and face were flawless, and felt it was a shame.

But then Dr. House added, "Minglan isn't attracted to women, either."

"Huh???"

Qin Yiguan blinked repeatedly. "Then what does she like... animals?"

You Minglan giggled, her red lips parting. "Animals... aren't necessarily out of the question."

"Th-that's..."

The corners of Qin Yiguan's mouth twitched. He had only meant it as a joke.

"Haha."

Dr. House laughed. "Minglan has an unusual psychological trait, or you could call it a disorder... It's called [sapiosexuality]."

"Sapiosexuality?"

The boy looked puzzled. He had never heard the term before.

Dr. House propped both elbows on the desk and smiled. "It's an unconventional sexual orientation. You could call it the pinnacle of discerning taste."

"People with [sapiosexuality] are attracted only to people with high IQs. Their attraction to highly intelligent people goes beyond reason, regardless of gender, appearance, or material wealth."

"Along with this psychological defect, she gained a special ability. After a brief observation, she can identify someone's IQ with something like a sixth sense, and she's extremely accurate."

"Suppose there were a man with a perfect body and the most handsome face in the world, but his intelligence was average. Even if he stripped naked, he would be no different from a block of wood in Minglan's eyes."

"Conversely, if there were a man over a hundred years old, completely paralyzed and covered in sores, but his IQ was 132, Minglan would still be interested in dating him."

Qin Yiguan stared blankly.

At that moment.

You Minglan gazed at Dr. House, her cheeks faintly flushed and her eyes brimming with desire.

She said softly, "Dr. House... Your knowledge truly fills me with admiration. Why don't we go to the bedroom in the back right now and have a nice, deep exchange?"

"Ahem..."

Dr. House held a fist against his mouth and coughed awkwardly a few times.

Qin Yiguan's eyes widened. He found this utterly fascinating.

He had met You Minglan a few times before, and she had always seemed ready to climb onto Dr. House at the slightest provocation.

Previously, Qin Yiguan had assumed You Minglan simply lusted after Dr. House's body.

But looking at it now.

The boy's eyes flickered. You Minglan was interested even in a hundred-year-old man with an IQ of 132.

And with Dr. House, she had already reached the point where she was ready for a deep exchange at any moment?

So was Dr. House's IQ... incredibly, incredibly high?

Dr. House gave a knowing smile. "Minglan's condition has seriously affected her everyday behavior. You could say it's quite severe, yet she still received a Nutrient Pod. And just a few hours ago, I discovered that her [sapiosexuality] had developed another special application."

"A special application?"

"What use could a condition like that have?"

The boy was intensely curious.

Dr. House smiled mysteriously. "Suppose Minglan took part in a conflict between factions. When two armies faced each other, she could identify every highly intelligent genius in the enemy camp with a single glance-their leader, strategist, advisers, and so on."

"Then our side could send snipers to shoot those highly intelligent individuals dead."

"Wouldn't that leave the enemy leaderless, or without anyone to direct them, with nothing left but a bunch of idiots?"

Hearing this.

You Minglan pretended to cry in distress. "You're so mean. Why do you always have to kill the people I love? Dr. House will have to comfort me with his body."

The boy stared blankly and leaned back slightly. "That works, too?"