I Am Extraordinary Alone
Chapter 341 - 339: The Concept of Artificiality

Chapter 341: Chapter 339: The Concept of Artificiality

The mountain goat seemed to have seen them as well, raising its head and letting out a bleat.

"Meh~~~~~"

"Damn... How come there’s a goat here?" Soap raised his gun, nervously speaking.

"Forget about that goat..." Price started to say, but the black goat surprisingly started trotting towards them.

The four men instantly raised their guns to aim, but when the goat got close, they realized that there were two medals hanging from its right horn.

"What’s this?" Gates said, puzzled, as he used his gun barrel to lift up the medals for a closer look, and suddenly gasped.

"Damn, a United Council Meritorious Service Medal? And another... a Hero Medal? Issued by Prussia?" Gates exclaimed.

"Are you Moby Dick?" He bent down to ask.

The Black Mountain Goat scurried to his side and stuck out its tongue, going after his water bottle.

"Hey!! You damn beast!" Soap hurriedly moved to avoid the black beast’s assault.

"This isn’t an ordinary goat," Price said.

He looked around and then heard a young man’s voice.

"Idiot thing, come here!"

Everyone turned toward the sudden voice, and under the moonlight, a man was standing with a folding stool in one hand and a travel coffee mug in the other, positioned under the moonlight.

He placed the stool on the ground, then unscrewed the lid of the coffee mug, and a strong aroma of coffee wafted out.

"141!!!" Ghost raised his gun, speaking in a lowered voice.

"Wait a moment." The man gestured with his hand, took a look at his phone, and then said, "070."

"Is that him?!" Soap’s tension rose as he moved to Price’s side, keeping away from the Black Mountain Goat.

"Are you from the task force? You’re six minutes late," the man said.

"Did you forget the code?" Price didn’t lower his gun.

"I remembered it before, then suddenly forgot, but I really am Moby Dick," Moby Dick said.

"Either you’re a fake, or you’re very amateur," Ghost said.

"Amateur?" Moby Dick replied.

"This area is too open, arranging a meeting here is like being a target for snipers," Ghost said.

"The view is open here, I can see a lot," Moby Dick said, and his four pupils flashed with red light.

At that moment, the goat obediently ran to the man’s side, knelt beside the folding chair, and raised its head, bleating twice more.

"Cover your coffee and tell your pet to stop making noise! You’re exposing our location! Even if you have a superpower, this is too risky!" Price also grew somewhat angry.

"Don’t be nervous," Moby Dick said, while somehow pulling a corpse out of nowhere.

He held the dead man by the neck, a black man wearing a white tank top and green camo pants, his abdomen had been gutted, with most of his intestines spilling out.

He tossed the dead man to the ground, saying, "The factory over there has only a few semi-finished products and a squad of infantry guarding it, the semi-finished products’ superpower lets them go unnoticed by everyone else..."

As he said this, he used his foot to shove the body a bit, kicking it into nothingness.

Ghost was in a trance as he watched; he had never encountered the Superpower Special Department and didn’t know if they were all like Moby Dick.

"I’ve interfered with their abilities, but they don’t know it yet..." Moby Dick said.

He took out his phone and transmitted his digital map to the four-person squad.

"How do you have our encrypted frequency?!" Gates cursed.

"My clearance is higher than yours," Moby Dick said.

"What’s this?" Price pulled out his PDA and took a look.

"The position of the captives and the location of the production machines," Moby Dick said.

"Have you been in there?" Price looked up at Moby Dick, the two men locking eyes, neither backing down.

"I can see everything very clearly from here, no need to go in," Moby Dick smiled.

Saying that, he sat down in a chair and began to drink his coffee.

"What are you going to do now?" Soap asked.

"Wait for you to bring out the people so I can get back and report," Moby Dick smiled.

"Begin the operation," Price didn’t waste any more words; he led the squad towards the factory. After a few steps, he looked back, but there was nothing there.

Wei Tianyang watched the four special forces run in, drank half of his coffee, and crossed his legs leisurely.

"You’re hiding something from them; you’ve been inside," Baphomet said.

"Yeah," Wei Tianyang replied.

With that, he took a stack of documents from his backpack and began to look through them. These were printed formulas, filled with inscrutable chemical equations and various process flows he didn’t understand, but he knew they were the production formulas and manufacturing standards for the first generation neutralizer.

Besides these, he had also taken away a straggler’s incomplete product, relished the pleasure of emptying its innards, and acquired a negligible superpower, meme perception shielding.

Put simply, it was to let others naturally overlook his existence and achieve the goal of invisibility.

The formula he took was not the original; with his newly acquired ability, Wei Tianyang had copied a set right under their noses. Besides that, using hot water, coffee powder, and a folding stool, he made himself a hot cup of coffee, and using Baphomet’s summoning ability, he teleported outside.

"You could have easily done everything, but instead you just made a cup of coffee in there and took away some trivial things," Baphomet was also puzzled.

"That wasn’t my mission; naturally, someone else will handle it. I can’t be always wiping their asses; they’re capable of solving those problems," Wei Tianyang said.

"What puzzles me is, you live within human-fabricated concepts, yet you always pursue a so-called greater meaning. In the end, the answer you find is another human-made concept, which perplexes me greatly," Baphomet said.

"You might as well speak more clearly," Wei Tianyang said.

"I’ve seen your past. The ’justice’ and ’fairness’ you once pursued do not exist in this Chapter. They are contrived concepts by the inhabitants. At least, I’ve also tried to understand these concepts, but I realized, there is no reference point," Baphomet said.

"Justice and fairness are relative; the lack of a reference point is only because you haven’t seen enough," Wei Tianyang said.

"No, you can’t possess something that doesn’t exist. If something exists, you don’t need to go looking for it; it should be right in front of you, tangible, like this cup of coffee," Baphomet said, and while Wei Tianyang was unprepared, he stuck out his tongue and licked the coffee.

"Ah!!! So bitter!!!" Baphomet exclaimed after tasting it, feeling uncomfortable, and jumping around on the spot.

Wei Tianyang laughed in exasperation and simply threw the cup into objective reality.

"Some things do indeed exist but they’re not so easy to see, nor is it a given that everyone possesses them. I want to prove that thing exists," Wei Tianyang said.

Baphomet calmed down and asked, "Then why didn’t you act ’justly’ just now?"

"After much thought, I felt that this matter should not be done by me alone. I prove it exists, it must truly exist, I want to see it exist and see someone wanting it to exist. Just like someone once wanted me to believe in the law... But ultimately, I couldn’t believe in the law... Perhaps, as you said, justice is a human construct. But as long as someone insists on its existence, it exists. Do you understand?" Wei Tianyang said.

"Your understanding of a greater meaning is like child’s play," Baphomet said.

Wei Tianyang sighed.

"You still don’t understand... you haven’t developed a mind to match your power. You defeated me but can’t surpass your own horizon. The greater meaning is not about proving something exists but about creating your own existence!! You fool!!!" Baphomet cursed.

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