Chapter 15: Three Eyes (Part 2)

Zhang Wei appeared calm and composed on the surface, but in reality, he was constantly pondering how he could achieve Awakening. He understood better than anyone the difference between being a step ahead and a step behind—a difference of one step could very well be the distance between heaven and earth.

If he had no hope of Awakening at all, he could let it go, but now he felt as if he were hanging in mid-air, his heart feeling as uncomfortable as if it were being clawed by a cat.

He desperately wanted to gain some experience from Bai Guagua and had asked her repeatedly, but for one thing, some things were hard to put into words, and for another, Bai Guagua herself was confused; her vocabulary was limited, and she could not describe some of the profound and mysterious things very well.

Ever since that night, the phenomenon of Star Light Descending had never appeared on Bai Guagua again; it seemed to be a fleeting miracle.

Regarding this, the little girl thought for a long time, searched through the few words in her mind, and finally used an explanation she could voice to describe it to Zhang Wei:

She no longer needed to count lambs to fall asleep every night; as long as she followed the method from her dream, she would naturally enter a state of being half-asleep and half-awake, where her mind was exceptionally clear, yet she remembered nothing...

As for that visible starlight, it was because on the night of her Awakening, after entering that state, a star had lit up. She felt this star was very intimate, and it shone on her body, making her feel very comfortable, with a sense of contentment coming from the depths of her soul.

After that, the scene of Star Light Descending never appeared again, but once she entered that state, she could see it—that single star emitting light.

Although Bai Guagua was vague, with Zhang Wei filling in the blanks himself, he could roughly imagine some inferences close to the truth.

Most people awaken when their emotions fluctuate violently, but many people also awaken unknowingly, such as while drunk, dreaming in their sleep, or exercising.

In this way, the path to Awakening is not unique.

However, the same behaviors or emotions are performed by many people every day—with a massive global population of billions, the number of people whose emotions fluctuate violently due to being scolded by bosses, breaking up with lovers, being bullied, and various other reasons is countless, and daily activities like drinking, dreaming, and exercising number in the billions!

Why haven't these people awakened? Even if there is an order to things, the number of awakened people should have exploded.

Zhang Wei thought for a moment and earnestly wrote two words on the back of his notebook: Opportunity.

The "opportunity" of timing, the "opportunity" of fate. Through a certain event or action, at a degree that is neither too much nor too little, just right, it is triggered.

Everyone is unique, everyone has their own traits, and by satisfying an invisible condition within a certain trait or field, the standard for Awakening is reached.

Then the question returns: if one satisfies this standard but still does not awaken, why is that? What exactly is missing?

The fountain pen spun rapidly between his five fingers, smooth and graceful, representing the thoughts spinning rapidly in its owner's mind...

Some people are born intelligent, with IQs far surpassing others; some are born dull, unable to even dress or walk properly; some are born ordinary, starting at the same point, yet excelling in different fields after the same level of study...

In other words, are some things destined at birth?

After deep thought for a long time, the pen in his hand suddenly stopped, and he wrote two more words on the paper: Aptitude, and added a question mark after them.

Opportunity, Aptitude.

Perhaps both are indispensable.

One can go everywhere to encounter Opportunity, but Aptitude... it's debatable whether one even has it!

The music of Peppa Pig drifted from the living room television, and Zhang Wei felt speechless about Bai Guagua's taste. But as an 11-year-old awakened girl, mastering extraordinary power at such a young age, even excluding some bad possibilities, would have an immeasurable impact on her personality development.

The current Bai Guagua was still willing to listen to him, but if he could never awaken, would she, having stepped into the level of Transcendence, one day feel that this mediocre brother of hers was no longer qualified to discipline her?

Zhang Wei believed that if a vast difference like clouds and mud were created between people, it could not be maintained by affection alone; the only way was to catch up and surpass!

To take a step back, he selfishly didn't want to be outdone by his own "melon" sister, otherwise, would he end up getting spanked instead of doing the spanking later?

"Guagua." Zhang Wei called out toward the outside.

"Yeah?"

"Go do your homework quickly."

Absorbed Bai Guagua's Resentment, +111

"Got it." The little loli said unwillingly.

Zhang Wei smiled slightly, lay down on the bed, and cast his mind toward the prize wheel...

Zhang Wei currently hated this Lottery System; the process and result of every Lucky Draw were a form of torture, yet he couldn't make it spin automatically—he had to click it once for every spin, which was disgusting.

Resentment Value +1

Resentment Value +1

When one can predict the result of a Lucky Draw, and the result is still so shitty, then the Lucky Draw is bound to be a long and boring task.

Over thirty spins passed...

Over fifty spins passed...

On the sixty-first spin, the pointer stopped, and finally, a different kind of firework appeared... Zhang Wei's dull eyes gained a bit of light, and upon closer inspection, it was actually another thing similar to the Rune from last time.

Hey you, can you produce something practical??

Zhang Wei's face darkened, and he had no heart to test what this Rune did; he hardened his heart, lay on the bed, and started drawing again.

The eightieth spin...

The hundredth spin...

The last spin...

Watching the Resentment Value drop rapidly from five digits to a single digit, Zhang Wei was truly unhappy.

Are you just here to mess with people? Can you give me something good?

"Guagua!" He shouted at the wall.

"What is it again?"

"Go watch Peppa Pig!"

The other side of the wall was silent for a while, presumably confused, and only after a long time did Bai Guagua shout: "Zhang Wei, are you crazy!"

Absorbed Bai Guagua's Resentment, +166

Fine, one more draw... spin, spin, spin!

When the pointer stopped and an object floated out from the prize wheel, Zhang Wei's heartbeat skipped a beat.

He saw that a "Space" option had been added to the menu, and the object floating from the prize wheel moved into it and disappeared. Zhang Wei hurriedly used his mind to open the Space; the only item inside was that thing that looked like an eyeball from just now.

The Space had "Ingestion" and "Extraction" functions, and seeing this, Zhang Wei was actually happy.

Just for this function, the ten thousand plus Resentment Value wasn't spent in vain; didn't this mean he was carrying a large warehouse with him?

He chose Extraction, and the object appeared in his hand out of thin air—round, black and white, slightly heavy in his hand, looking a bit like a three-dimensional Taiji Pattern.

"This... what is this used for?"

Zhang Wei was a bit bewildered.

He held it up to his nose and sniffed, but there was no scent. He peered at it under the lightbulb, but couldn't make heads or tails of it. Finally, he cautiously gave it a lick with his tongue...

...!!

The instant his tongue touched it, the object in his hand suddenly became as agile as if it had a life of its own, rolling from his tongue into his mouth, sliding down his throat, and rapidly transforming in his stomach into two distinct yet inextricably intertwined streams of icy energy.

These two streams of energy were like two clashing torrents, gradually forming a waterspout connecting heaven and earth, surging up along the stomach wall and slamming fiercely into his brain...

Zhang Wei felt dizzy for a split second, then returned to normal.

That was it?

He pondered with a calm expression, feeling that his body was no different than usual, except... he suddenly felt the urge to fart.

Pfft!

The sound was so loud that even Bai Guagua next door heard it, drawing a burst of silver-bell-like laughter, and Zhang Wei laughed along with her.

Afterward, he felt a bit of an itch between his eyebrows, so he scratched it casually.

But he did not notice that the itchy spot between his eyebrows had suddenly split open a second ago, and a Vertical Eye had quietly emerged, with black and white colors intersecting in an §-shape, a flowing light faintly appearing in the center of the pupil, as if a galaxy were rotating within, deep and bottomless...

In less than a second, this Vertical Pupil retracted, and the space between his eyebrows returned to its original state, exactly as it usually was.