Although Lin Wuming thought he was still very calm, clear-headed, and rational, his heart rate was currently at 180 beats per minute, his adrenal glands were furiously secreting, and the so-called "calmness" and "rationality" were entirely illusory.
Or rather, he might indeed still maintain some composure, but under the distortion of anger and fear, this rationality had ultimately devolved into obsession and madness.
The drastic change in environment, combined with the sudden acquisition of powerful abilities, and the deadly crisis that was completely uncalled for... along with the ultimate life-altering upheaval of "transmigration," all converged and exploded during today's series of battles and chaos.
A certain nerve in Lin Wuming's mind—finally snapped.
Therefore, when he saw a man wearing a baseball cap and carrying a large bag hurriedly walking out of the office building's exit, Lin Wuming accelerated and crashed toward him without hesitation.
He no longer cared if he might have the wrong person. In his view, this person was sneaky and suspicious, and the large bag he carried was clearly a convenient tool for carrying a sniper rifle—who else could this guy be but the sniper?
The wheelchair shot forward like a cannonball, whistling as it rushed toward him.
The man in the baseball cap's expression drastically changed. He quickly dropped the duffel bag in his hand and dove to the side.
The black duffel bag disintegrated mid-air upon impact, scattering bullets and gun parts everywhere.
At the same time, Lin Wuming, who had entered "Bullet Time," saw a pistol appear in the hand of the man who had dived to the ground, spitting fire toward him.
—See, I wasn't wrong after all.
A flame ignited in Lin Wuming's heart.
...
At "Family Side" Apartment Building 2, a blonde, blue-eyed girl pressed the doorbell at the apartment entrance, over and over again.
Since there was no response, her patience seemed to quickly run out. The force she used grew stronger and stronger, eventually making the entire panel tremble.
"Gently, gently, gently! Classmate," someone suddenly walked up behind her. "You are..."
The newcomer was a Judgment force teacher in a dark blue uniform. She looked at the girl and the large cooler box at the girl's feet.
"Are you delivering food?" She assumed the girl was a student working part-time—a common sight in Academy City. However, this girl seemed a bit too young, didn't she?
Torami Toumi looked down at the cooler box at her feet and shook her head, saying, "No, this is a cake I bought as a gift."
"Oh, who are you looking for?" the Judgment teacher then asked.
"Yomikawa-sensei," Torami Toumi took a deep breath, steadying herself before answering.
"Her," the Judgment teacher showed a look of understanding. "That one... cough, Yomikawa-sensei worked overtime very late yesterday, so she's probably still resting now. She might not have heard the doorbell."
"Oh, but isn't Lin Wuming-kun home?" Torami Toumi murmured again.
"You mean the boy staying at Yomikawa's place?" The Judgment teacher smiled. "He went out to buy groceries. I saw him leave this morning, so he shouldn't be home right now."
Hearing Torami Toumi mention Lin Wuming's name, the Judgment teacher nodded inwardly, her slight suspicion completely vanishing. If she didn't know them, she wouldn't know that Lin Wuming lived here.
"However, let me see your student ID, please," the Judgment teacher reached out her hand. "I'll register you, then I can take you upstairs directly."
Nodding, Torami Toumi fished her student ID out of her pocket.
After only a symbolic glance, the Judgment teacher nodded, then took out her access card and opened the apartment door.
"Do you know Yomikawa-sensei's room number?" she asked.
"Yes, Sensei told me."
The Judgment teacher nodded: "Go ahead. But I expect Yomikawa to be a very deep sleeper; she might not hear your knock. If there's still no response, you can find me in Room 502 downstairs, Classmate Torami."
"I will, thank you, Sensei." Torami Toumi bowed politely in thanks, then carried the cooler box and exited the elevator.
Arriving at the apartment door bearing Yomikawa Aiho's nameplate, Torami Toumi couldn't help but sigh—she hadn't expected her first visit to be so eventful.
Setting down the cooler box, Torami Toumi raised her hand and knocked.
As the kind Judgment teacher had said, there was absolutely no response from inside the room.
"Tsk, good thing I deliberately chose Yomikawa-sensei's day off to come over," Torami Toumi muttered to herself. "And Lin Wuming, going out at a time like this... have his injuries healed?"
However, thinking of his miraculous psychic manipulation skills, Torami Toumi felt that whether his injuries were healed or not probably didn't matter much.
Torami Toumi was naturally an impatient girl, and her knocking quickly turned into pounding.
But the room remained unmoved, as if no one was actually home.
If she continued to pound, the noise might provoke protests from the neighbors, so Torami Toumi decisively stopped.
"Tsk!" She pulled out her phone and called Yomikawa Aiho.
By etiquette, one should arrange a visit in advance.
Torami Toumi had indeed called Yomikawa Aiho beforehand, which was how she knew it was her day off.
The problem was that due to work stress and fatigue, Yomikawa Aiho seemed to have forgotten that Torami Toumi was coming to visit and hadn't told Lin Wuming.
After all, in Yomikawa Aiho's perception, Lin Wuming was the type who rarely left the house and she assumed he wouldn't leave the apartment building, so there was no need to specifically inform him.
Moreover, because Lin Wuming was reliable and woke up early at a fixed time every day with a good routine, Yomikawa Aiho felt comfortable sleeping in today.
Until the phone's piercing ringtone woke her up...
As a member of the Judgment force, Yomikawa Aiho's phone was on 24 hours a day to deal with any sudden incidents that might arise. And also due to professional habit, she was extremely sensitive to her phone's ringtone.
Hearing the phone ring, Yomikawa Aiho practically sprang up from her sleep.
Groping in the dim room to find her phone in the corner of the bed, and seeing that the screen didn't show her boss's or a colleague's number, Yomikawa Aiho breathed a huge sigh of relief—thank goodness it wasn't a call for emergency overtime.
Collecting herself, she looked at the screen again: "Eh? Torami Toumi? Ah, that kid said she was coming to visit Wuming-kun today!"
Yomikawa Aiho slapped her palm.
The moment she answered the phone, she heard the girl's voice, full of resentment: "Yomikawa-sensei, I'm already at the door. Please open it if you can."