The assessment of combat strength between posthumans was actually a vague and intuition-based judgment.
Just like in human society, when two strangers meet, they can roughly gauge each other's social status based on external features such as clothing, speech, and demeanor. Of course, there are occasional misjudgments, but it's still a subconscious way for everyone to evaluate each other.
Now, Lin Sanjiu found it difficult to determine whether her assessment of that man's combat strength was accurate: it felt like the type she could knock down with a few punches... but he was still a person who could manipulate memory territories. The more ordinary he seemed, the less she dared to take it lightly.
In the midst of silence, she heard the sound of a magazine page flipping over.
Why did he suddenly crouch down to read a magazine? Wasn't he just scratching his head over the two memory territories entwined together? Lin Sanjiu knew she didn't have much time, but she didn't know what she should be cautious of.
Whether it was intentional or unintentional, the man happened to crouch down directly in front of the orange planet. If she wanted to land, as soon as her head popped up, she would definitely fall into his field of vision first.
If he had gone into the Celestial Park earlier to investigate the situation, it would be different: she considered herself fast enough to intercept him before he turned back to the city.
But now, he was squatting just outside the boundary of the Celestial Park. If he noticed someone rushing towards him, he could easily manipulate the Celestial Park just like he did before. Lin Sanjiu didn't know his abilities, so she also didn't know if she was faster than him in terms of either speed or manipulating memory territories.
However, as long as she could charge towards him at a speed that would catch him off guard, that should suffice, right?
Lin Sanjiu hesitated for a few seconds, mentally reviewing this idea over and over again.
The worst-case scenario was that the man only needed a thought to move the Celestial Park farther away. It didn't have to be very far; as long as the distance between the two was enough to prevent anyone from jumping over, the power dynamic would change drastically, and he could easily deal with her.
So, she needed to reach the other side before he could complete a thought. Taking into account the process of his initial surprise and reaction upon seeing her, she probably had only about a second.
Lin Sanjiu mentally measured the distance—it was at least close to a kilometer. The farther the distance, the harder it was to maintain high speed. To cover this distance within a second... even for a posthuman, that was an unimaginable level of difficulty.
She looked down.
Alright, no problem.
With determination, Lin Sanjiu immediately withdrew the [Higher Consciousness scan], carefully retreating from the edge of the wing, trying to make as little noise as possible.
The man still hadn't noticed that there was someone hiding in the distance. He squatted on the ground, frowning at a magazine, as if expecting to find something incomprehensible in this mainly stimulating content.
"Hmm? This doesn't seem right..." He looked at the magazine, then lifted his head to glance at the Celestial Park entwined with the Twelve Worlds Centrum street.
As he continued to gaze, his brow gradually relaxed, as if a question was slowly being answered. His gaze wandered for a few rounds before finally settling on the orange planet suspended in the air above the Celestial Park.
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Doomsday Wonderland Vol. 13: Sleepwalking in Dreamland
Ciencia FicciónOoh, who is that on the cover? The description is too spoilery, so just read to find out. Credit to the arist 孤雨傘裙 on Lofter for the image used as the cover.