A Scientific Urban Detective

"Indeed," Lin Wuming said. Up until now, due to various reasons, he really hadn't attended school for even a single day.

"As expected," Haiyuan Guanggui nodded. "A club composed of those with similar psychic abilities—or perhaps calling it a hobby group is more appropriate, since it's not a formal organization recognized by the school—anyway, you only have a chance to encounter them at school, so…"

So, Lin Wuming, who hadn't attended school, naturally wouldn't know about these circles.

"Then, Haiyuan-san, you're also one of the strongest candidates?" Lin Wuming asked with interest.

"Unfortunately, I'm not among the nominees." Haiyuan Guanggui shook his head, not sounding like he was lying, but still looking disappointed.

Lin Wuming was surprised. "How could that be? You're a Level 4, right?"

"That's true, but I'm not good at fighting," Haiyuan Guanggui shrugged. "Although I have helped classmates before, my opponents were just powerless delinquents, so it can't really be considered a fight, can it?"

Looking at the refined young man in front of him, who always wore a sunny smile, Lin Wuming nodded, indicating his understanding.

It was easy to imagine that he was a wealthy young master from a rich family who had no reason or need to fight.

With Haiyuan Guanggui's status, family power, and influence, hiring bodyguards and thugs would be a more efficient approach than fighting himself.

"If Lin Wuming-san wants to seek ways to improve his combat ability," Haiyuan Guanggui said with an apologetic expression, "then I'm afraid I can't provide any valuable help."

On the contrary, he actually wanted to ask Lin Wuming about using psychic abilities in combat.

Before coming to the meeting, Haiyuan Guanggui had done his homework.

Moreover, he was the grandson of the Haiyuan Director, so he had access to a lot of information with a certain level of confidentiality.

Regarding Lin Wuming's "violence," he neither affirmed nor cared much—after all, in Haiyuan Guanggui's view, Lin Wuming hadn't done anything wrong. The people he killed were all bad guys, and since he wasn't a bad guy, he didn't need to worry about anything.

What Haiyuan Guanggui really cared about was Lin Wuming's fight with Yobou Banka. It was that battle that established Lin Wuming's position as a "strongest candidate."

After all, before that, the "strongest candidate" among psychics was Yobou Banka.

Haiyuan Guanggui was, after all, a boy. In any case, he had some desire to "become stronger," and he also had some expectations for the title of "strongest."

After all, he was at the age of chuunibyou.

Lin Wuming was able to fight Yobou Banka to a draw at Level 3, which showed that his application of psychic abilities must have its own unique aspects, and this was what Haiyuan Guanggui wanted to explore.

Haiyuan Guanggui didn't hide anything and frankly stated his thoughts.

"This… my method probably doesn't have any reference value." Lin Wuming scratched his head, wondering why he was so good at fighting—it was because he had "bullet time!"

But this didn't fall into the category of "psychic abilities" and couldn't be taught to Haiyuan Guanggui.

Haiyuan Guanggui didn't mind. He knew that the development and application of each ability user's abilities were different—after all, it was an external manifestation of "personal reality." It would be strange if he could easily replicate the effects of other people's abilities.

"I know that the unique application of abilities specific to each ability user is not so easy to imitate, so I'm saying to use it as a reference. Isn't that what Lin Wuming-san thinks too?"

"That's right." Seeing that he was serious, Lin Wuming sighed and unfolded a psychic barrier in front of him. "However…"

As he spoke, he looked at Haiyuan Guanggui.

Although psychic power could not be directly observed with the naked eye, as fellow psychics, they could somewhat sense each other's psychic power.

Haiyuan Guanggui understood Lin Wuming's meaning, so he attacked with his own psychic power.

"Although it's a Level 3 psychic barrier, but…" He habitually prepared to say words of praise, "Eh? It's so fragile! Is it really only Level 3 level!"

Haiyuan Guanggui was, after all, a Level 4, and his psychic power was there. Even if he wasn't good at fighting, it was still easy to perform the operation of smashing people with psychic blocks—this was the instinctive operation of a psychic.

Lin Wuming's psychic barrier collapsed at the first touch, giving Haiyuan Guanggui the feeling that it was a low-quality riot shield that could be smashed with a wooden stick by someone with a little strength.

The difference between this and Haiyuan Guanggui's expectations was a bit too big.

Even among Level 3s, this strength was on the lower end.

"Try again." Lin Wuming coughed and unfolded the psychic barrier again.

—Was it because of a performance error just now?

Haiyuan Guanggui cooperated and blasted out a psychic block again, but just like last time, he easily defeated this psychic barrier.

But immediately after, he crashed into the second barrier; then the third, fourth, fifth…

In Haiyuan Guanggui's perception, his psychic block successively shattered more than a dozen psychic barriers, and finally exhausted itself.

"That's my method. If one barrier isn't enough, then stack a few more until it's enough," Lin Wuming explained. "So the combat power I show is slightly stronger than the average Level 3."

"After all, the psychic barrier has no thickness, so it is indeed a way," Haiyuan Guanggui said. "But doing this…"

"Doing this requires a fast enough operating speed." Lin Wuming nodded and continued, "And my psychic ability only has a certain advantage in operating speed."

Lin Wuming's approach was not essentially different from directly setting up a "thick" enough barrier in terms of effect.

The only difference was that Lin Wuming's approach was based on his compromise with his weak psychic ability.

Within a limited time, he creates the illusion of local psychic abundance by quickly mobilizing limited psychic power.

"But is there really enough time to do this in actual combat?" Haiyuan Guanggui asked.

He himself could do the same operation and complete it within 0.1 seconds. But in actual combat, is 0.1 seconds really fast enough?

It might not be a problem to deal with ordinary opponents, but facing psychic users at the level of Yobou Banka…

"I can do it," Lin Wuming nodded. "At least in actual combat, I can do it."

Maybe this is what is called "talent."

Haiyuan Guanggui nodded silently and accepted this statement.

It seems that Lin Wuming was born to be good at fighting, otherwise he would not have become a "hero."

"Then, what can I do to help you?" Haiyuan Guanggui temporarily gave up learning Lin Wuming's ability application skills and asked, "The aspects I'm good at… don't seem to be suitable for combat."

"It's okay," Lin Wuming said, "What I want to learn is—precise manipulation."