Chapter 19: Men and Women Should Not Touch

There are only two types of people who still wear Zhongshan suits these days.

One is a leader, the other is an actor.

This person is about forty years old, with a sallow face and no beard; the composed temperament unique to middle-aged men is particularly evident in him, and being able to dismiss the police to stay here alone, he clearly has some kind of special background.

Zhang Wei keenly senses that this person is not like a police officer; looking at his standing posture, it is more like those veterans who have spent years in the military, a presence that even ordinary serving soldiers cannot compare to.

"Two little friends, don't be nervous, sit down, sit down." The middle-aged man greets them with a smile: "I'll take two minutes of your time, just to ask two more questions."

Zhang Wei says: "It's fine, please ask."

Not knowing if it is an illusion, he always feels that this person's gaze has a somewhat scorching quality.

The middle-aged man nods, but asks a completely unrelated question: "The most popular term on the internet recently is the term 'human Awakening'; what is your take on this matter?"

The two of them look at each other involuntarily, but they do not say anything like "there must be something fishy about this"; Zhang Wei thinks for a moment and replies: "It is quite normal for netizens to like chasing after the strange and the exotic."

The middle-aged man waves his hand and smiles: "No, no, I mean, humans have gained abilities different from ordinary people through Awakening; what is your take on this unprecedented change?"

Zhang Wei does not understand why this person is asking these irrelevant questions; after a moment of silence, he says cautiously: "Simply put, it is nothing more than humans 'standing and walking' once again and learning to 'use tools'; it is best to view this matter with a normal heart."

The middle-aged man does not seem to have expected this middle school student to give such an answer; his expression freezes for a moment, and only after his thoughts turn slightly does he react, a look of surprise appearing in his eyes.

When humans were not yet human, but just one of the thousands of ordinary creatures on this planet, they did not have any special advantages compared to other animals, nor were they enough to become the species that dominates Earth.

However, standing and walking and using tools—these two seemingly ordinary changes became a decisive step in the history of human evolution.

Only by standing and walking can the hands be liberated and the brain set free.

Only by liberating the hands and the brain can one use tools to pry open nature.

And now, the so-called Awakening and Superpower are, in the eyes of this high school student, merely the beginning of another round of evolution—this simple realization gives the middle-aged man an urge to give a "like."

Countless people are addicted to curiosity and the worship of power, yet there is one person who clearly recognizes this point; even in their own group, no one possesses this kind of normal heart.

In an age of great change, a normal heart is the most precious thing.

Very good, very good.

The middle-aged man originally wanted to take the opportunity to ask the next question, which was the one he cared about most and the most critical one, but now it seems unnecessary.

Whether Zhang Wei spoke from the heart, he trusts his own judgment.

Such a person with a normal heart is also quite worth his peace of mind.

Thinking of this, the smile on the middle-aged man's face relaxes a bit more, unlike just now, which seemed like a bottomless pool of water; then, he extends his right hand to Zhang Wei: "Little friend, thank you for your cooperation, my questions are finished."

Zhang Wei blinks and also extends his hand; the moment they shake, he seems to have an illusion: that broad palm seems to cover his body and mind, and he is as helpless as the Monkey King staying in the palm of the Buddha.

The short handshake ends, the middle-aged man's smile remains unchanged, and he extends his hand toward Bai Guagua; the little girl has never experienced this kind of social etiquette and stands up, clearly somewhat flustered...

Middle-aged man:???

Just as Bai Guagua extends her hand to shake his, Zhang Wei's hand grips the middle-aged man's palm again, saying with a sincere face: "Cooperating with the investigation is the duty of every citizen."

The middle-aged man is slightly stunned, and surprisingly, no Resentment Value is recorded; he then laughs out loud and shakes hands with the teenager once more.

Afterward, Zhang Wei leads Bai Guagua toward the door, but the middle-aged man walks over unhurriedly, blocking the two of them, and extends his right hand with a beaming smile: "This little sister was able to survive a near-death experience, so she must be a lucky person; come, shake hands with your uncle, and let me catch a bit of this good fortune."

Zhang Wei really has a toothache; why on earth are you so persistent about shaking hands with my little Guagua? Are you a pedophile?

The person in front of him not only gives him a very unusual intuition, but even during the handshake just now, there was a strange feeling of being probed in detail by the other party, so he is very worried about whether Bai Guagua, as a genuine Awakened, will be discovered.

This risk cannot be taken; who knows how these people treat Awakened!

Therefore, the teenager's thin and slender hand grips the middle-aged man's hand once again.

Middle-aged man:???

Absorbed Jiang Yuanzhan's Resentment, +110

Zhang Wei's heart tightens: He really is an Awakened!

The middle-aged man is clearly somewhat dumbfounded and says bluntly: "Little friend, what is the explanation this time?"

Zhang Wei coughs lightly and bites the bullet: "The ancients said it well... men and women should not touch when handing things to each other."

What???

Hearing this sentence from the mouth of a high school student, the middle-aged man finds it somewhat unbelievable; the smile on his face freezes, appearing incomparably strange.

Whose brat is this?? How were they raised??

Hey, hey, someone come and check if they have been possessed by an ancient person who traveled through time!

Absorbed Jiang Yuanzhan's Resentment, +566

Taking advantage of the middle-aged man being stunned on the spot, Zhang Wei pulls Bai Guagua and nimbly circles around him, walking out in a few steps.

Outside the police station, a light breeze blows, which finally makes him let out a long sigh of relief.

Finally resurrected on the spot, how great!

At this time, Bai Guagua on the side is somewhat unhappy, her expression looking slightly strange.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Wei asks casually.

The little girl is silent for a while, then says hesitantly: "Zhang Wei..."

"Hmm?"

"Do you..." Bai Guagua's eyes flicker, as if she finds it hard to speak, and finally she takes a deep breath, gathers her courage, and says: "Zhang Wei, do you have ideas about me?"

"What? What ideas?" Zhang Wei does not react in time.

Bai Guagua pouts and says: "You won't even let me shake hands with others; to put it lightly, you're a sister-con, and to put it heavily, you're a creepy uncle, a lolicon; living with your sister for a long time, you want to control her life, restrict her freedom, and possess everything about her..."

Zhang Wei's face grows darker as he listens, and finally, unable to bear it any longer, he shouts loudly: "That's enough, you little Guagua! Don't run, stand still for me..."

Laughter continues on the tree-lined path; the middle-aged man standing behind a window reveals a nostalgic smile: "Youth is truly great... but, is it still in time now..."

As he speaks, he opens his phone; the screen displays the surveillance video of that section of the road at Letian Supermarket, and the image on it has been adjusted and zoomed in, clearly showing a hamster with a body stained by Blood Flame rushing rapidly toward the retreating Zhang Wei and Bai Guagua...

Just as the hamster is about to touch Zhang Wei's body, the poor little thing inexplicably changes its direction slightly and slips past the teenager's feet.

"Standing and tools? But it's not that simple, interesting little fellow."

PS: I've written nearly fifty thousand words, and there aren't even five people voting for me? I'm just too miserable.