This was a miniature, dynamic model of the city, reflecting virtually every movement and disturbance within it.
The dean of students sipping tea in his office; Teacher Wang reprimanding students like an enraged ape; the street outside the Superpower Academy where a street vendor was preparing grilled sausages and hot chicken noodles; and several of Nora's bodyguards patrolling nearby.
One of the bodyguards asked his partner for a couple of cash bills, then walked over to the vendor and ordered two bowls of hot chicken noodles.
Although Yu Xian had always known Nora was surrounded by bodyguards providing protection, this was the first time he had observed them with such crystal clarity.
Farther away, laborers were repairing a road, a woman was buying groceries, a chef was cooking, and a squad of police was lying in ambush for criminals.
Divine comprehension, discerning every detail.
An unprecedented lucidity, an unprecedented mastery and presence.
Yu Xian felt as though the entire city rested in the palm of his hand; as long as he wished, he could appear anywhere.
In the past, he still needed spatial bubbles to pinpoint coordinates, and even the Spatial Jump Art required the coordinates of a spatial bubble to lock onto his position. Now, he needed no coordinates at all—the entire city was his coordinate system.
As long as a place fell within the reach of his sense of smell, he could arrive there in an instant.
The perfect creature possessed such terrifying reconnaissance capabilities; had it not been influenced by Hu Weijie and tainted by demonic qi, it was hard to imagine just how difficult it would have been to deal with.
If it had set its mind on hiding, practically no one would ever have found it.
Fortunately, it was precisely because it was stupid enough that Yu Xian had gained this dreadful power.
Yet in the very next second, Yu Xian manifested another bubble to shield himself. Chen Ling, sitting in front of him, had just passed gas, and he had no desire to inhale her foul stench.
"..."
Yu Xian had just been under the illusion that he had become a god.
Only to be yanked down from his pedestal by Chen Ling's fart. He stared speechlessly at her. Sensing his gaze while slacking off, Chen Ling wiggled in her seat, turned around, and asked with an innocent face, "What?"
"Nothing..."
Yu Xian hesitated, ultimately unable to bring himself to say it.
After all, normal humans farted; you couldn't tell someone not to pass gas. Fortunately, vampires didn't fart, nor did they even need to defecate.
With a light tap on the spatial bubble, he filtered out the scents of farts, excrement, household garbage, and the like, and the city model reappeared in his mind.
In the south of the city, on an overpass.
A truck suddenly smashed through the guardrail because the driver had dozed off at the wheel. The pedestrians below saw the vehicle plunging from the sky, but it was already too late to dodge.
Just then, a bubble reshaped itself into the form of a hand, grasping the truck from above at the critical moment and freezing it in midair. Snapping back to their senses, the pedestrians scattered out of the way.
Yu Xian guided the bubble to set the truck down safely, then retracted it.
In truth, Yu Xian had always been capable of changing the shape of his bubbles, but it had consumed too much mental energy. He previously had to construct a specific shape in his mind before directing his Spatial Blood Energy to alter the bubble's form.
Now that he possessed the Super Brain, he could simulate any shape in an instant.
Consequently, the forms of his bubbles became ever-changing. He could produce square bubbles, five-pointed star bubbles, or transform ordinary spherical bubbles into hands, or even spears.
At that moment, the presence of his bubbles could be seen across Silver City.
Black smoke poured from a high-rise building. Before the firefighters could even arrive, bubbles entered the building one after another, rescuing every trapped resident.
On the outskirts of a residential complex, a drowning child was scooped out of the water by a hand-shaped bubble.
In the industrial district in the north of the city, a heartbroken factory girl was on the verge of ending her life. Yet when she leaped from the roof, a bubble caught her, floating gently down to the ground while she stared in dazed bewilderment.
To Yu Xian, all of this was done in passing, taking up less than a single percent of his brainpower, yet for those rescued, it was enough to alter the course of their entire lives.
"Captain Zhang, I'm the one controlling the bubbles. Also... that third Transcendent on your side, Li Dehan, is the murderer from a missing-persons case ten years ago. Go ahead and arrest him while you're at it. The corpse is buried fifty meters deep under a tree in his courtyard, with the carcass of a dog on top as a cover."
Yu Xian took out his phone. The moment he unlocked the screen, Zhang Kai called. Yu Xian answered and gave him the answers straightaway before Zhang Kai could even ask.
Because so many hand-shaped bubbles had appeared, quite a few Transcendents had been spooked and ran to the tactical police unit to report it.
When Zhang Kai saw the photos taken by these Transcendents, his mind immediately went to Yu Xian's bubbles, prompting this phone call. Having perceived everything taking place in the Public Security Bureau with complete clarity, Yu Xian simply switched into preemptive-answer mode.
Listening to the busy tone, Zhang Kai turned around in utter bewilderment and looked toward one of the Transcendents, a man who appeared honest and simple. The moment Zhang Kai glanced over, the man offered an entirely harmless smile.
Though it sounded hard to believe, Zhang Kai knew Yu Xian too well—Yu Xian wouldn't joke about something like this.
"Mr. Li, could you step over here for a moment? There are a few things we need your cooperation on for an investigation." Zhang Kai immediately smiled and walked toward Li Dehan, simultaneously signaling the surrounding combat police to prepare for an arrest.
Through his scent model, Yu Xian watched Zhang Kai attempt to apprehend Li Dehan, followed by Li Dehan resisting, fleeing the Public Security Bureau, and shouting that the combat police were beating people.
The two sides engaged in a chaotic chase, creating an absolute racket. Eventually, Yu Xian couldn't bear to watch any longer and directed a hand-shaped bubble to knock Li Dehan out cold with a single punch, finally putting an end to the farce.
The principle behind how Yu Xian could control spatial bubbles to appear anywhere in Silver City was actually remarkably simple.
Through the vast number of microscopic bubbles nestled within the grooves of his fingerprints, he funneled energy from the core of the Dragon Shield into a particular bubble. Once enveloped by this energy, the bubble could be teleported at will anywhere within the boundaries of Silver City.
One could say his attack range was now immense and his striking speed blindingly fast. As long as a target was within his sensory perimeter, an enemy would likely take a beating before even realizing he existed.
Over the course of a single math class, he saved more than ten people, caught three thieves, located six wanted fugitives, and even knocked out a criminal holding hostages to lend the police a hand.
Although there were certain things he preferred not to track, even after filtering them out, blank spots would still appear in the model of Silver City inside his mind. These blank spots corresponded to the filtered odors of farts, feces, household garbage, and the like.
Through the appearance of these 'blanks,' he knew Chen Ling had farted three times during that single class period, and the entire class had passed gas over fifty times in total, averaging once or twice per person.
In truth, vampires possessed far keener senses of smell than ordinary humans. Nora's expression had shifted several times throughout the class; she was clearly suffering deeply from the gas of the classmates around her, yet had no choice but to suffer in silence.
To this, Yu Xian was powerless to help. After all, when someone had to fart, not even a god could stop them.
Chapter 111