Chapter 220 Can I Touch It?

Xia Jincang didn’t react for a moment.

Xia Xinyan stared at him for a while, and then suddenly cat ears popped up on her head, followed by a dangerously twitching tail that appeared behind her.

She smiled gently, “So, do you understand now, brother?”

Xia Jincang immediately wore a ghostly expression.

The stimulation from this brief contact was far greater than everything he had experienced since moving here.

And the information overload made his brain temporarily short-circuit.

His little sister… had brought her abilities into reality?!

So she had used her abilities to kill someone?!

What made his heart race even more was… his sister was actually smiling at him!

Oh heaven, after seeing my sister again in the past six months, this was the first time she smiled at me—this one-meter-eighty guy almost cried on the spot.

Compared to that, her killing someone wasn’t that big of a deal anymore.

—He believed that even if his sister had brought her abilities into reality, she couldn’t have turned into one of those ability-crazed people, so her killing definitely had its reasons, and no matter what those reasons were, Xia Jincang tended to side with his sister.

So once he came to his senses, he nodded immediately, “Don’t worry, big brother can help handle it.”

As he said this, he also shot a glance at Ling Mo.

See? No matter how strong you are in the game, in reality, you can’t help my sister deal with all her troubles, can you?

Tsk, what good are you?

—Perhaps because they both had a similar obsession in some aspects, Ling Mo surprisingly understood the provocation in Xia Jincang’s eyes at that moment.

However, he didn’t respond at all.

This time, he truly couldn’t help Xinyan with her troubles, and even this trouble was something he had brought upon Xinyan.

He wouldn’t deny it.

To put it bluntly, he wasn’t strong enough yet.

After receiving Xia Jincang’s answer, Xia Xinyan rarely showed him a good expression: “Brother is indeed reliable, so I’ll trouble you then.”

However, before Xia Jincang could bask in his glory, she turned around with Ling Mo and went inside the house, closing the door.

Xia Jincang: “……”

He instinctively wanted to knock on the door, wanting to talk to his sister a bit more, but hesitated for two seconds before pulling out his phone and dialing a number, turning to leave: “Find out what happened today, I want results in half an hour.”

On the other side of the door, Xia Xinyan maintained her catgirl form, sitting cross-legged on the living room sofa, looking up at Ling Mo with her quivering cat ears: “Are you afraid of me looking like this right now?”

Knowing something and witnessing it are two different things. For instance, the death of that ‘fashion leader’—that was one of the reasons Xia Xinyan didn’t want Ling Mo to see it, and now, it’s happening again.

This was her first time revealing to Ling Mo what she looked like activating her abilities in reality.

Undeniably, she found her catgirl appearance cute when she looked in the mirror, and in the game, she had interacted with Ling Mo like this for quite a while, but the game and reality were different. When something exceeded real-world understanding, even if presented cutely, it could still feel frightening.

To put it simply, it’s like Ye Gong being fond of dragons.

Xia Xinyan didn’t want to expose her abilities this early; she had intended to showcase her powers after Ling Mo acquired his, so he wouldn’t find it abrupt and would accept her changes sooner—only, the situation just now didn’t give her a choice. If it had continued, Ling Mo might have been gone.

Now that she had exposed it, she might as well be completely honest.

But Ling Mo’s reaction was better than she had expected; regarding her current appearance, he just smiled: “How could I be afraid? Xinyan is really cute now… and you revealed your abilities to save me, right? If this hadn’t happened, I might not have known you had abilities.”

Xia Xinyan paused, then slightly tilted her head, looking a bit guilty: “I… was afraid you wouldn’t accept it.”

“As long as it’s Xinyan, no matter what you become, I can accept it.” Ling Mo responded quickly.

Xia Xinyan held his gaze for a moment, feeling slightly awkward as she changed the topic: “Ahem, let’s talk about your situation? How did he find you?”

Upon hearing this, Ling Mo sat down beside her, unable to resist glancing at the tail that was unconsciously swaying behind her: “Well….”

While he was recounting, Xia Xinyan was doing her own thinking.

She had already found out that the number of ability users in reality was increasing, and the first batch of those who gained abilities had suddenly become superhuman beings that ordinary people could never hope to reach in normal circumstances. Those with weak wills could easily be consumed by the immense temptation that this power brought, leading to actions that weren’t human—like the occasional reports of ability-related incidents harming others.

In this environment, it seemed quite normal for ability users to form factions. In her past life during the later stages of the game, aside from the few most influential forces, there were also plenty of minor factions or hodgepodge groups. The major powers couldn’t be bothered with them; they happily occupied their own little territories.

However, unlike before, in her past life, the surviving small factions knew what they could and couldn’t do, but now, they obviously didn’t understand the rules—perhaps even those big powers hadn’t figured out the new reality yet.

And this phase was exactly the most dangerous and chaotic one.

The organization named Canglong that approached Ling Mo was unfamiliar to Xia Xinyan from her past life; they were probably a bunch of ambitious nobodies, but how they managed to find Ling Mo… that was quite intriguing.

Compared to small factions, large powers had an absolute advantage not just in strength but also in the breadth of their intelligence networks. Especially in this phase, small factions… could hardly even be considered small factions; at most, they could be seen as small organizations, and tracking down someone precisely in reality could be quite difficult.

Unless… someone gave them information.

Canglong, huh…

She suddenly wanted to test if her tail could slay dragons.

Just as she was about to say something to Ling Mo, she noticed he was staring at her intently.

“…What’s wrong?”

Ling Mo paused for a moment before finally unable to hold back his question: “Can I… touch it?”

Even though he had touched it in the game, he was genuinely, genuinely curious—what would a catgirl appearing in reality feel like to touch?

Xia Xinyan was taken aback.

Then she nodded: “Sure.”

After all, it wouldn’t cost her a chunk of flesh.

If it could help him accept her current self, even better.

Hearing her agreement, Ling Mo immediately leaned in, nervously yet excitedly extending his hand towards the cat ears on her head.

The first contact—very soft, very comfortable.

He even felt a bit reluctant to pull away.

Watching Xinyan seemingly enjoying his touch with her eyes closed, Ling Mo’s gaze fell upon the tail that was swaying behind her.

Then, he instinctively reached out his hand—

“?!—”

   

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