My Identity Is Becoming More and More Astonishing

"So it was like that," the old woman’s worldview was profoundly shaken.

(So it was like that.) Chen Yu’s worldview was profoundly shaken.

"Then, based on this point," he picked up the teacup from the desk, pretended to sip the tea in midair, and the old professor continued, "we’ve discovered a fatal vulnerability in Transcendents."

"Their brainwave strings!" Being a senior scientific researcher, the old woman immediately deduced by analogy.

"Exactly!"

"Thump!"

Overcome with excitement, the old professor suddenly put down his teacup heavily: "As long as we accurately find the brainwave string frequency that they use to control their powers, we can take over, use resonance, and issue a ’self-destruct’ command to the source of their powers."

"Then... have we found it?" the old woman practically jumped out of her skin.

She understood.

What terrifying results their forebears had researched...

"Of course..."

Picking up the teacup again, the old professor smiled and teased for ten seconds: "We found it. Decades ago, in fact. By using the process of elimination, we ruled out all the incorrect brainwave strings."

"You mean... the frequency that can resonate with every person’s powers is one and the same?" the old woman asked in disbelief.

"Exactly. Hahaha!" The old professor laughed heartily: "Just as every one of us controls our limbs through the same nerves. The brainwave strings that Transcendents, including those from other races, use to control their powers, are also the same. In other words, we could even make every person with the Seed of Superpower awaken as a Transcendent."

"All it takes is to stimulate that strand of their brainwave string, letting them know the resonance point," he said.

"That’s right. But of course, we aren’t going to do that. Instead of continuing to create more Transcendents from our people for the sake of civilizational interests and allowing them to oppress the ordinary folks, it’s better to just exterminate all Transcendent groups in the world. To restore a clear and bright world."

"But if it’s as you say, and everything is ready, why has the ’Extinction of All Races Plan’ been delayed until now?"

"Because we lack a power source." Meanwhile, the companion in the white coat, who had been silent all along, spoke again: "A bullet requires gunpowder to shoot. To resonate with Transcendents’ brainwave strings from a distance or on a large scale, we need power."

"What is this power source?"

"Swoosh!"

The old professor took out a master ball from his chest: "The loathing for Transcendent power of a Transcendent who is about to awaken their abilities, moments before death."

"The brainwave strings," his companion added.

"This contains it?" the old woman’s breathing halted abruptly.

"Yes." The old professor revealed a radiant smile, but tears streamed down his face: "In Qingcheng, a chubby young man awakened his abilities but accidentally killed a director stationed at the Qingcheng Office of the Transcendent Realm."

"Yet no one knew that as the director was about to die, affected by the intense emotional impact, he also awakened his abilities."

"But in his mind, there was neither the meteoric rise after advancing to Transcendent nor the superior feeling of oppressing ordinary humans."

"What existed was only hatred for the Transcendent power in this world."

"The deep-seated grudge of a high-standing individual, having their life taken at whim."

"And the indignation of dying such a trivial and ignominious death."

"And inside here..."

Lifting the master ball in his hand, the old professor had a choked voice: "lies that director’s brainwave string."

"Centuries of effort."

"Generations of sacrifice."

"The great human race can finally eliminate oppression, shatter classes, achieve equality, and stand tall and upright! Contribute to the years and to civilization!"

"The doomsday of the Transcendents has come."

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