At the end of the day, Li Peifeng believed he had the power to choose ’to have it all,’ and he needed to occupy himself with romantic entanglements and the continuous ’battlefields’ to burn off his energy.
If he didn’t spend his surplus energy on romantic trysts, Li Peifeng was certain he’d seek thrills in more dangerous places. His modified internal organs like liver and kidneys indirectly influenced his emotions, making him able to stay upbeat and curious most of the time. Li Peifeng couldn’t stand idleness; he had to find something to do.
And the most meaningful thing was none other than the grandest scene Li Peifeng played out in the Shared Dream...
Rationally analyzed, Li Peifeng indeed had the potential and the capability to cause severe societal upheaval.
Currently, apart from his brain, his internal organs and other parts have been modified, and several genetic enhancements tagged with the Interstellar Army prefix target his bones, muscles, and speed.
Moreover, Li Peifeng regularly practiced basic combat skills exclusive to the Interstellar Army, causing his physical fitness and reaction time to enhance rapidly.
This not only allowed him to be energetic daily and to go without sleep for at least a week, staying constantly in work mode and easily satisfying the physiological needs of multiple girls around him, but also... to kill, as easily as drinking a glass of water.
Within two hundred meters, with extraordinary strength and sharp vision, Li Peifeng could casually throw a stone with the power equivalent to an automatic rifle, with incredible precision.
As long as there’s a place to land his feet, no matter how high the building is, Li Peifeng could climb it like a flat ground, like a spider.
He even arrogantly thought that a small-caliber handgun couldn’t inflict any real damage; at most, it would penetrate the dermis but couldn’t pierce his modified muscles. Rifles were powerful, but with his reflexes and speed, he could effectively dodge. Ordinary people’s dynamic vision couldn’t hit his body; he could easily snatch a gun or pick up a stone and strike back.
[I am actually a humanoid monster!!]
[Yimeng, do you think my only superpower is telepathy? Wrong! I am Astarte, I am an Interstellar Warrior! I am the superman of this world!]
[I have a long lifespan and can do many things incomprehensible and unimaginable for mortals. With a slight sniff, I can smell stench from three kilometers away. My pupils constrict slightly, and I can see nocturnal images as clear as day, noticing the demodex on your face, identifying whether an insect eight hundred meters away is male or female. If I wish, I can easily lift a car and smash everything living around me like the Incredible Hulk. To me, ordinary humans are merely insects.]
[I’ve always had a grand dream. Romantic affairs are wonderful, yet they pale in comparison to this greater pursuit. However, realizing it is overly perilous, and my current abilities aren’t enough. So, I suppress it through emotions, waiting for the opportunity. You ask what that greater dream is? I can only say...]
[Burn the inner store for elaborate ashes, and tread upon the bones of the nobles in the heavenly streets!]
Li Peifeng was inexplicably impassioned, projecting things even he didn’t know the meanings of to He Yimeng...
[Frankly speaking, I am a cynical intellectual, a blatant antisocial! I am deeply disappointed in this rotten world; it’s mired in problems, hard to redress. Things rise suddenly, yet perish swiftly. In mere decades, the cyclic laws of history manifest abruptly, ultimately delivering hardships twice over. I wish I could devour their flesh, drink their blood...]
[The situation abroad is worse. The virus swept the world, and the vile U.S. war-mongers fueled the flames, causing perpetual global conflicts. Underaged soldiers are sent to die on the battlefield by a single order from the Russian ruling class, while the Yazov Camp seizes the chance to massacre civilians. It’s miserable, too miserable... The only lesson mankind has learned from history is that mankind learns nothing from history. In this state, does the world still have a future? Is there hope for the future? It breaks my fucking heart! I truly want to stand up, waving the red flag in one hand, and clutching an iron fist in the other, sending these meat-feasters to hell, killing, killing for a new dawn to dare to change the sun and moon!!]
He Yimeng was in front of the computer writing video scripts when she felt Li Peifeng’s words. Her face turned pale, her hands started to tremble, her brain went blank, and she was at a loss for a few seconds before hurriedly picking up her phone to call Li Peifeng...
"Li Peifeng, are you fucking insane? Were those things I felt just now your true thoughts?"
Li Peifeng, with a stern face, said, "Don’t you think I’m right? I just feel that..."
He Yimeng harshly cursed, "Shut up, you idiot! I already knew you were sick, but I didn’t think you were this insane. Do you really want to die? Go to my mentor for consultation tomorrow!"
He Yimeng was genuinely frightened. She had thought Li Peifeng was just a pervert; she didn’t expect him to actually be a lunatic, most likely schizophrenic. And what’s this about being an Interstellar Warrior, a superman? Everyone’s an insect in his eyes—trying to liberate all of humanity... He’s seriously ill!
Li Peifeng tried to explain further: "The rise and fall of a nation concerns every humble individual. I’m not sick! And what I said about being antisocial was just joking; there’s theoretical backing for this. There’s a special period slogan in the eastern wall of the ground floor main hall in our school’s northwest building. It was once uncovered during the Olympics, and then painted over again. It’s a phrase; the essence of Kangmi-ism is summed up in one phrase: rebellion is justified... See, I’m merely a student of the great men..."
"Shut up!!"
He Yimeng was uncharacteristically agitated and uneasy: "If you continue to act reckless, don’t involve me. If they execute based on contacts, I’ll be implicated. Go for psychological consultation tomorrow, I’ll accompany you!! If you don’t go, I’ll come knocking on your door, unless you aren’t afraid of angering Wu Wenyue and Xu Manning, then you can skip it!"
Li Peifeng hesitated but could only agree: "Don’t worry, I’ll go myself."
"If you don’t go, wait for me to come knock on your door, see if you don’t get yourself killed!"
"Alright, alright, I’m fine."
"You’re truly mentally ill!"
He Yimeng scolded with concern and muttering: "Did you pack everything after moving back?"
"Yeah."
"Then just write, don’t think about other messy things, your thoughts are very dangerous, you know?"
"Got it, got it..."
The two exchanged a few words and then hung up the phone.
Li Peifeng felt utterly forlorn, yet there was a sense of relief in his heart.
This was his first time confessing to those around him that he was no longer an ordinary person, along with some other dangerous fantasies... The result wasn’t great, but talking about his feelings was indeed a release.
Until now, Li Peifeng somewhat understood why in the TV series "The Boys," the minds of those superheroes were filled with nothing but murder and sex.
Because when a person has acquired extraordinary power without good education, they are essentially no different than an animal in heat with superpowers, capable only of biting and mating...
"I’m even worse than that; I haven’t even bitten anyone, only indulged in mating... You think that’s what I want?"
Li Peifeng puffed his cheeks and ground his steel teeth, clenching his fists tightly, still feeling somewhat restless inside. At this moment, it was impossible to continue watching the frustrating "Wencheng," much less have the mood to sit down and write. So he simply got up and went to the window.
"Swoosh~"
Opening the window, he leaned out, grabbed onto the roof eaves with his right hand, slightly exerted himself, and leaped over the railing directly onto his loft’s balcony.
"The wind is strong, the sun is warm."
Li Peifeng inhaled the chilly air, looking down at the vast campus of North China Normal University. The scattered crowds within the campus appeared clearly like ants in his eyes. Turning to the south, he could see the palace’s green tiles and red eaves, ten kilometers away, at a glance.
"A cloudless sky, a great landscape... Ha~"
Li Peifeng’s mouth twitched into a smile of unclear meaning. He then performed a set of punches and kicks, flowing like water, ending with an elbow strike that left a bowl-sized hole in the concrete wall with a bang.
With this, the fire in his heart was quelled, and the destruction he caused was enough to calm him down. Li Peifeng patted his battered sleeve, looking at the big hole with a somewhat strange expression.
"Do I really have mental issues? Damn it! It must be that old geezer Yu Hua’s doing, I’m out of here, back to writing!"
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