I Am Extraordinary Alone
Chapter 211 - 209: The Rampaging Youth

Chapter 211: Chapter 209: The Rampaging Youth

Having suddenly gained two abilities, Wei Tianyang wasn’t overly joyful, but rather somewhat distressed.

Because he was now at the bottom of the sea, 3000 meters deep, where moths couldn’t possibly fly that high. Moreover, when he had wanted to transform into a moth and give flying a try, he discovered that the moth’s body had not yet recovered from the severe injuries inflicted by the spider.

After transforming into the body of a Heavenly Falling Object, the wounds he sustained could not be healed by consuming his right hand. After all... his power originated from those things, and his right hand could only heal the human body, allowing the moth to slowly heal on its own.

This made things difficult. Currently, Wei Tianyang didn’t dare shift back to objective reality. In the real world, the deep sea around him had a scarily high pressure; even if he was incredibly powerful, his body couldn’t withstand the water pressure.

The moment he shifted back, the intestines in his stomach would be pressed out through his rectal opening by the water pressure, and his lungs would be filled with seawater, a truly miserable state.

Thinking it over, Wei Tianyang suddenly wondered whether, having absorbed the abilities of the spider, he should be able to transform into one?

Thus, he closed his eyes and focused, recalling the appearance of a spider. Then, the scene before his eyes changed.

What had been a human perspective of the ocean floor suddenly became several small fisheye lenses, and the world shrunk into little spherical shapes in his eyes.

He couldn’t adjust to this perspective immediately and nearly fell over, but his body remained motionless as a rock.

He tried moving his legs and found that four limbs moved simultaneously. Long, white spider legs appeared before his eyes.

Indeed, he had transformed into a spider...

Wei Tianyang felt nauseous but had no choice but to accept his current form.

In subjective reality, he could only transform into a black giant, a moth, a spider, or a horse, but these transformations could only take place within objective reality.

But this had helped him tremendously.

After all, he was now a spider! There was a drilling platform support pillar nearby; he could rely on the spider’s abilities to climb up.

After getting used to it for a while and instinctively learning how to control eight legs, Wei Tianyang finally made his way up the drilling platform’s support pillar to the sea surface.

Though it took some time, it was a safe return to the surface.

He climbed onto the platform, transformed back into human form, and then shifted back to objective reality.

Unable to fly as a moth, he could only phone Spencer and ask them to come pick him up by boat.

Back on the boat later, Spencer didn’t show any confusion. Since he already knew Wei Tianyang could teleport, Wei Tianyang’s sudden appearance on the platform indicated it was intentional.

Full of expectations, Spencer asked, "You must have discovered something, right?"

Wei Tianyang didn’t know how to respond and could only shake his head, saying, "Those things got away."

Indeed, what else could he say? He had absorbed those two Heavenly Falling Objects... just like Zero-Nine-One...

"What a pity..." Spencer seemed a bit disheartened since they were living Heavenly Falling Objects. If they could have captured some, perhaps many new discoveries could have been made.

"Let’s just head back for now," Wei Tianyang said.

Of course, to make Spencer give up, he had to fabricate some lies.

"I saw them teleport away; they might all have similar abilities," Wei Tianyang said.

Spencer, leaning on his cane, pondered. He looked at Wei Tianyang, a hint of doubt in his eyes, but it soon vanished.

"Don’t be disheartened. Perhaps... next time, we might catch it," Wei Tianyang said.

"It’s nothing. Failure is the norm, and I’m used to it. Besides, today you did save my life," Spencer said with a laugh.

Dave, who was nearby, seemed indifferent, simply reminding, "We just lost a submarine and were chased and shot at by a missile boat for a few minutes. If we go out to sea again, I suggest you hire a PMC."

Spencer laughed and patted Wei Tianyang on the shoulder, saying, "He’s enough."

As the Santa Caterina began its journey home, at the same time, far away in Yin Country.

At 7 p.m., 14-year-old Wang Ye carried his schoolbag and reached the street in front of his house.

Due to its location in the lowest layer of Fengrao City, the sunlight was completely blocked by tall buildings and large cauldrons. Although it wasn’t completely dark yet, the streetlights had already been turned on.

The barbecue stalls had been open for a while, and those pushing carts selling cooked meats and the stallholders were all hurrying over.

The potential customer base had just gotten off work: workers from logistics companies, office laborers from small upper-tier city firms, couriers commuting between the upper and lower cities, professionals from express delivery industries... Even if they hadn’t truly finished work, they would come back to the lower city to enjoy these cheap, plentiful delicacies.

The surroundings were bustling. Wang Ye held a black plastic bag in his right hand, collected with mineral water bottles and pull-tab cans along the way.

He maneuvered through the crowded mass of people and ran to the area where his mother usually had her stall, only to see a woman squatting there, selling phone cases.

"Mom?" Wang Ye rushed over while pulling out a metal lunch box from his backpack—it was the lunch provided by his school.

However, as he approached the stall, the woman looked up at him surprised.

It wasn’t his mom.

"Eh??" Wang Ye was stunned and looked around, but he couldn’t find his mother anywhere among the nearby stalls.

He was somewhat confused, so he quickened his pace toward the large cluster of flat-roofed houses at the end of the street.

Recently, the Internal Affairs Bureau had ordered the demolition of that cluster, claiming it marred the aesthetics of Fengrao City since the area didn’t quite look "Fengrao."

Thus, the construction department under the Internal Affairs Bureau had begun the demolition process. Two years ago, civil servants from the department had come here, making each resident of the flats sign a relocation consent form and promising to provide free housing to relocate them.

Wang Ye ran back home. The door was slightly ajar, light seeping out from inside. Worried, he pushed the door open and found his mother sitting by the window, mending clothes, which eased his concern.

"Mom, didn’t you go out to the stall today?" Wang Ye tossed his backpack on a chair near the door and held the lunch box in his hands as he approached his mother.

"Oh... I didn’t go out today." His mother spoke softly.

Wang Ye saw that his mother was mending his track pants.

"Mom, you haven’t eaten tonight, have you?" Wang Ye placed the lunch box on a nearby table.

"I ate. There was some leftover food from yesterday, I heated it up and ate." His mother said.

"The school’s lunch was okay today; I brought it back. We can eat a bit more later," Wang Ye smiled.

He took off his school jacket and noticed small hair clips and combs peeking out from under the bed. He bent down to pick them up.

These were small items his mother intended to sell at her stall, all very cheap.

But when he picked up a hair clip, he found it bent and broken from being stepped on.

He picked up a small plastic comb only to see that its teeth were also deliberately bent.

Wang Ye crouched down, pulled everything from under the bed, and saw all the small items on the little cloth rug—pencil holders, tablet stands, some cables, and charging bases—were either crushed or cut through.

A tightness gripped Wang Ye’s heart; these goods were bought with money, and now they were all ruined, equating to a significant loss.

He quickly ran to his mother’s side and asked in a grave voice, "Mom, what happened? Was it those stall fee collectors again?"

His mother turned around, her spirits low, a bruise visible on her cheek.

"I didn’t pay... You have to pay your school fees next month." His mother spoke softly, pulling out an old mobile phone with a cracked screen to show Wang Ye the balance.

A total of over 4000 Civilian Coins.

for school fees, the rest was all the savings for their household.

"Did they hit you?" Wang Ye asked.

His mother nodded. "It’s nothing, it’ll be fine soon. Mom applied for poverty benefits last month, I’ll go check next week, it should be approved, then we can save up and restock."

Wang Ye didn’t say anything. He stood up, looked around the house, and noticed a fruit knife on the small cooking table.

He walked over, picked up the knife, and said, "Mom, I’ll be right back."

His mother quickly got up, saying, "Wang Ye! Don’t do anything foolish! Listen to your mother, put the knife down!"

Wang Ye shook his head, saying, "Today they dared to hit you, tomorrow they might dare to kill you. Fists only fly towards those who allow themselves to be hit!"

"Put down the knife! Have you thought about the consequences of doing this?!" his mother said.

"Let them think about it!" finished Wang Ye, he then grabbed the fruit knife and stormed out the door.