My Identity Is Becoming More and More Astonishing

Chapter 41: Eternal Separation Between Immortals and Mortals (Part 1)

In the spacious living room,

there was complete silence.

In everyone present, their eyes were fixed solely on the figure burning with flames.

The flames churned soundlessly!

Devoid of heat, yet causing the air around to twist as if scorched by high temperatures.

"Crack…"

"Crack crack—"

Tiny shards of broken tiles, as if weightless, rotated, ascended, and fell around that figure, then rotated and rose again.

"You all…"

With his pupil-less eyes, the fat neighbor’s body trembled slightly with immense fury, "must die."

"What the hell? These special effects?!"

Supposedly "doomed" Chen Yu suddenly looked up, his face in shock, "Did you pay for upgrades?"

"… Eh?" The fat neighbor, poised for action, stiffened momentarily, instinctively turned back, and looked at Chen Yu, "You didn’t die?"

"It’s you who are dead." With a nimble flip, leaping from his chair, Chen Yu stretched out a finger and cautiously poked the flames on his neighbor’s body.

He wasn’t burned.

’Why didn’t I have flames initially?’

’Does this superpower also differentiate between male and female, real and fake?’

Chen Yu’s mind was filled with this confusion.

"It really is… a Transcendent…" Not far off, the on-duty old man, struck as if by lightning, stepped back incredulously, "It really is a Transcendent…"

The other two security guards were also ecstatic.

They had actually witnessed the birth of a "Transcendent"!

"What on earth is going on?" The intense rage dissipated instantly, leaving the fat neighbor befuddled, the flames on his body fading away.

"Don’t you understand by now? We were just putting on an act." Chen Yu carelessly pulled two pillows, a steel plate, and several packets of fake blood from his collar, "The goal was to force out your superpower and confirm your identity as a Transcendent."

As he spoke, Chen Yu pointed at a surveillance camera in the corner of the ceiling, "Everything was recorded."

"This… I…" The fat neighbor’s mind was a mush, "I… I really am a Transcendent…"

Ignoring the slow-witted neighbor, Chen Yu used a pillow to wipe the fake blood off his face, his expression one of pride as he turned to the director, "How about that, Director? I wasn’t joking around, was I? When Chen Yu gets things done, he’s reliable."

"…"

"… Director?"

Blinking in surprise, Chen Yu walked up to the director, crouched down, and touched the director’s neck.

Then there was a wail!

"Director, how did you die?!!"

…

"Today."

"We gather here with heavy hearts to bid farewell to an outstanding leader."

"Amidst the drizzle and the gusting winds, beneath the fiery maples and the willows by the murmuring waters."

"Our emotions, like the incessant gales of the Gobi or the smog over Ky?to, are unceasing, unending. We can never personally express our sorrow."

In the misty square, dressed in a white robe, the Priest holding a cross, his expression one of deep sorrow, cried out, "Woe! Grief! Sadness! Solitude."

"He once guided us like the sun!"

"And was bound to set with time."

"Let’s believe that in heaven, angels will sing for him."

"Sing of his life of hardship, struggle, fulfillment, and achievements!"

From the crowd in the square, intermittent sobs could be heard.

Chen Yu and the fat neighbor, both dressed in black and with faces of grief, stood in a corner under the falling rain, silently watching everything.

"Ah—"

With a wave of the cross, the Priest cried out with a sob, "Let us turn our grief into strength! Turn our sorrow into perseverance! Carry on his will, follow the path he left, and continue moving forward!"

"To console his spirit in heaven!"

Suddenly, the scene was filled with sounds of loud crying.

Chen Yu and the fat neighbor looked at each other, then sorrowfully embraced.

"Lastly..."

Taking a deep breath, the Priest folded his hands in prayer and saluted, "Let us play one of the top ten mournful songs for the dearly departed - ’The Grand Funeral.’"

"May he have a smooth journey in the Western Paradise, a peaceful path, ascend to heaven soon, and achieve enlightenment."

"Amen."

"Ding!"

The sound of the bell rang, and everyone present broke into tears.

Chen Yu also silently shed tears, sighing, "Why? He was perfectly healthy."

The chubby neighbor, "... It was me who hit him."

"No," Chen Yu shook his head, "It’s fate. Why didn’t you hit me instead?"

The chubby neighbor, "..."

"Let’s go." He reached out, patted the neighbor’s shoulder, and smiled, "The dead have left us forever. But the living must continue to live well."

"... Yu." After a long silence, the chubby neighbor looked up, gazing earnestly into Chen Yu’s eyes, "Actually, you knew long ago that I had the ’Seed of Superpower’ within me. Those torments were just to find a way to awaken it."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yu was startled, then immediately nodded, "Ah yes, that’s right."

"I never understood your hardships before." The chubby neighbor took a step back and bowed deeply to Chen Yu, "Now I do. Yu, thank you."

"What for," Chen Yu laughed, "Aren’t we friends?"

"Yes. Friends." Standing straight, the neighbor nodded solemnly, "You will always be my friend."

In the distance, the sorrowful tune of the suona played. Chen Yu and the chubby neighbor turned back, took one last look at the director’s coffin on the stage, and then walked away.

But no one noticed that, at that moment, the director’s coffin was faintly emitting a dim black light...

...

In this incident, none of the main characters were punished.

The families were relatively stable as well.

Chen Yu and the chubby neighbor were able to leave with peace of mind.

Coming out of the cemetery, they could see the vehicles parked ahead.

Two military vehicles. One high-end extended luxury van.

And four men in black suits and ten armed soldiers.

Seeing the chubby neighbor come out, the lead man in a suit immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully, "Sir, everything is ready. Shall we depart now?"

"Just a moment," the chubby neighbor replied indifferently, and then turned to Chen Yu, "Yu, I still have one question."

"Shoot."

"How did you know I had the ’Seed of Superpower’?"

"A feeling," Chen Yu’s mouth curled up, "From the moment you reported me, I realized that you were someone capable of great things."

"... and now, it really turned out as you expected," the chubby neighbor put his hands in his pockets, looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle.

Transcendents are the top echelon of the human race.

A mere stomp from them can shake the human society.

He has now become a Transcendent, beyond millions of people. There’s no greater "big thing" than this.

’Just...’

The chubby neighbor turned his head, his expression complex as he glanced once more at Chen Yu.

From now on, they would be people of two completely different worlds.

Perhaps, in this lifetime, they could never intersect again.

After all, mere mortals and gods are forever separated by an insurmountable celestial river…

"Sigh."

The chubby neighbor sighed deeply, filled with mixed emotions.

Life truly is marvelous...

"Chen Yu, then I shall leave." Unnoticed, the chubby neighbor changed how he addressed Chen Yu, patting Chen Yu’s shoulder with the air of a superior, and walked away without looking back.

While walking, he asked the man in the suit beside him, "The accidental killing of that director, it won’t be a problem, right?"

"Accidental, no issue," the man in the suit bowed respectfully.

"Sigh, ultimately... they are just mortals. Compensate them generously, make sure it’s double, understand?"

"Yes, sir..."

The chubby neighbor left.

Got into the luxury van and left without looking back.

Leaving only Chen Yu standing there, a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Good."

"My son has become successful."

"..."

"Fuck, look at you acting all high and mighty."

...