Chapter 74: 5-Organ Thinking and the Superpower User at the Door

Chapter 74: Chapter 74: 5-Organ Thinking and the Superpower User at the Door

Novel, bizarre...

Standing before the mirror, Fang Can looked down at the brain he held in his hands.

In his hands, gyri and sulci interwoven in shades of gray-white and pale pink formed something like an intricate map.

Its surface glistened with a faint, moist sheen, exuding the quiet, mysterious essence of life’s deepest core.

The brain weighed a little over a pound, which felt as light as a feather to him, yet he cradled it with immense care, gazing at the work of art as if it were a priceless treasure.

Fang Can gently held it up, gazing at his own brain, and a sense of reverence for life washed over him.

’So this is my brain?’ A flicker of emotion passed through Fang Can’s eyes.

Even someone with the utmost disregard for life could not remain indifferent when holding their own brain. After all, it was *your* brain right in front of you.

He glanced up at his reflection. The Fang Can in the mirror looked completely normal from the outside.

When he had removed the brain from his cranium, he had even been polite enough to close his skullcap.

His reflection only showed a fine, unhealed red line across his forehead, indicating that he could simply flip it open to reopen his head.

No one looking at the handsome young man gazing at his own reflection would ever imagine that behind those beautiful, expressive eyes, his skull was completely empty.

Behind Fang Can, Jiang Ning’an, who had been watching in silence the entire time, was utterly stunned. No one could witness a person single-handedly remove their own brain from their head and not be in shock.

Watching the young man continuously study himself in the mirror, occasionally reaching out to touch his own brain while muttering in awe, she felt a wave of unease and turned to run into the inner room.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw Liu Qingmeng shaking her head at her.

"Ning An, this is also a test for you. Your mental state is still lacking. No wonder you’ve been lingering at the Third Turn all these years. In both mentality and aptitude, you fall short of that young man."

"With your current mental state, I’m afraid you won’t be able to cross the threshold to the Fourth Turn for another hundred years."

"In this regard, you should learn more from Fang Can."

Hearing Liu Qingmeng’s "look at the neighbor’s kid" lecture the moment she walked in completely startled Jiang Ning’an.

"Yes, Disciple will heed Master’s teachings." Jiang Ning’an cupped her hands and hurriedly walked back outside.

When she returned outside, she saw that Fang Can had already sat down cross-legged on the ground, cradling his brain and experiencing it bit by bit.

’This effect is actually quite good. Close-quarters contact increases the transmission speed of my cellular infection by more than five times.’

’At this rate, my entire body will transform into a thinking brain within a week.’

Just as Fang Can was stroking his brain and marveling at his precious treasure, he looked up and saw Jiang Ning’an approaching.

"Elder Jiang, is something the matter? Did Elder Liu have instructions?" Fang Can asked, puzzled.

"My master told me to learn from you," Jiang Ning’an said faintly. "Your brain works well. Let me borrow it for a bit."

"Uh..."

Fang Can felt his own thought process stutter to a halt.

’Elder Liu told you to learn from me, so shouldn’t you be learning how to open up your skull? Why do you want to borrow my precious treasure to play with? Don’t you have a brain?’

But considering she probably couldn’t remove her brain like he could, the words got stuck in Fang Can’s throat.

"Alright." As he spoke, Fang Can offered the brain he was holding. "Elder Jiang, would you like to touch it?"

’So this is Fang Can’s brain?’

Jiang Ning’an looked at the brain, which had been outside his skull for some time, and cautiously reached out her hand. It felt soft to the touch, not disgusting as she had expected.

"Elder, please be careful. Don’t scramble the gray matter, it’s a real pain to fix. I have to put it back in later," Fang Can reminded her.

"I know that, of course," Jiang Ning’an said, leaning in closer to look at the lifelike brain in Fang Can’s hands.

And so, the two of them sat opposite each other on the floor, mutually gazing at the brain with all the harmony of a married couple admiring their newborn baby.

Inside the room, Liu Qingmeng watched this scene with satisfaction. ’Excellent. Just like that.’

...

For the next two days, Fang Can spent his time comprehending his brain.

After just two days of study, his entire torso had been thoroughly converted into brain-like tissue.

He was no longer limited to his heart; now, his heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys could all think in unison.

Of course, even so, there was still a minimum unit required for thought.

It was like a machine composed of many individual parts; a single part could not function on its own.

A cell itself could not think. Only when countless cells gathered together to form a brain could they possess the capacity for thought.

Only a mass of Fang Can’s flesh from his torso weighing over 500 grams possessed the ability to think; he couldn’t yet make individual cells operate independently.

DING DONG!

At the clear chime of the doorbell, Fang Can’s brow furrowed subconsciously.

It was four in the afternoon. No one had ever disturbed him at this time before.

Glancing back at the two elders who had dutifully hidden themselves back in the room, Fang Can shook his head.

Confirming that his head felt heavy—meaning he hadn’t forgotten to put his brain back in—Fang Can walked to the door with a normal expression.

CLICK—

As the doorknob turned, the door opened to reveal Mayor Li standing there, rubbing his hands together with a broad smile plastered on his face.

But this time he wasn’t alone; behind him stood a refined-looking, middle-aged man.

"Mayor Li, and this is...?" Fang Can asked curiously, looking at the man.

"Young Master Fang, this gentleman is just like you—an esteemed superhuman hidden among the populace," Mayor Li introduced.

’A superhuman?’

"That’s right. My name is Qu Hua. It’s a pleasure to meet you." The man smiled and extended his hand in a friendly gesture.

"What’s your ability?"

"Steel Body Transformation." As Qu Hua spoke, he transformed his right arm into steel right in front of Fang Can.

This transformation, clearly different from the Martial Dao, confirmed for Fang Can that he was indeed a superhuman.

"But why haven’t you left Z City?" Fang Can asked, confused. "Carnival Day is in a few days. Public order will be unstable then. Isn’t it dangerous to stay in Z City?"

"For the same reason as you," Qu Hua said with an awkward expression. "Forced by (the Lord God’s) circumstances, I’m now trapped in Z City and can only leave after Carnival Day is over."

"In the meantime, I was hoping to see if there’s any way I can help. After all, we can’t just stand by and watch the people of Z City be devastated, can we?"

’He doesn’t seem to be lying. Is he a superhuman in hiding, just like me?’

Fang Can’s intuition made its judgment, and his initial mistrust eased slightly. "Since we’re both superhumans, let’s find a place to talk."

After Fang Can extended the invitation, in a single-story house some distance away, the other six Reincarnators, who were watching through a camera, all cheered in unison:

"Yes! He bought it! He finally bought it!"