Upon encountering the man again, Lin Xing stared intently at the gaunt man and challenged him, "You can teleport instantly, can't you? Or is it spatial transmission?"
The gaunt man looked at Lin Xing with confusion, not understanding the nonsense the native of this secret realm was spouting.
But his confusion was fleeting. The next moment, he stepped forward, pointing a finger towards Lin Xing's chest.
After a few exchanges, Lin Xing found himself lying on the ground again.
Grinning, the gaunt man crouched down and took Lin Xing's ruler, measuring it back and forth, thinking to himself, "Just as the rumors said, the natives of this secret realm are all fat sheep, possessing treasures yet lacking skills. This weapon could fetch a good amount of silver back home…"
As Lin Xing's life completely ebbed away, he returned to the past once more, coming to his senses in the classroom.
"His opponent was also a superpower user!"
"This isn't just a regular murder case; it's a superpower-targeted assassination against me."
Lin Xing had once tried to find other superpower users in this world but had never found anyone.
Yet, he hadn't expected that the first of his kind he would encounter would be a villain wanting to murder him.
"To kill an ordinary college student like me, they sent such a powerful superpower user."
At that moment, a glint appeared in his eyes as he sensed that he might have unwittingly fallen into a massive conspiracy.
"If it's a teleportation type of superpower, then simply running away will be futile."
"With nowhere to retreat, the only option left is to resist."
"And for a law-abiding citizen to combat these murderous thugs, an ambush would be necessary."
Thinking of ambushing, Lin Xing began to compile the intelligence he currently held.
"Instantaneous movement, or some kind of spatial transmission…"
"I don't know if it's the rules of his power or just habit, but this guy always appears from behind doors…"
"Maybe I can ambush him…"
…
The gaunt man gently pushed open the wooden door of the woodshed, and as he stepped forward, the world before his eyes darkened and brightened, signaling his entry into the secret realm.
But before he could adjust to the sudden change in surroundings, he saw a native holding a big red canister (fire extinguisher) standing before him.
In the next moment, a burst of white smoke sprayed from the canister, causing him to step back in a fit of coughing.
As he retreated, his left leg got caught on tape stuck to the door; he thought to himself "Damn it," as he uncontrollably fell backward.
At the same time, the spewing white smoke ceased, and a figure charged ferociously toward him.
"Ah!"
Seeing the crazed expression on the charging Lin Xing, the gaunt man managed to sit up and pointed a finger towards Lin Xing's chest.
Despite the poor condition, his physical strength unleased could not fully burst forth, but he still managed to touch Lin Xing's chest first.
However, the excruciating pain at his fingertip made him feel as if he were poking a steel plate.
Simultaneously, Lin Xing, shrieking, landed a ruler hit on his knee.
After a collision of polycarbonate and kneecap, the man screamed in agony, clutching his leg, feeling his knee had just been shattered by the other.
Watching the man in pain, Lin Xing quickly backed away, cautious of his desperate potential strides.
At the same time, he pulled out a ruler from his chest pocket, which had just blocked the opponent's finger.
"Good thing I always carry a spare."
Holding two rulers, Lin Xing looked at the man on the ground and said, "Do you know why you failed?"
The man glared at Lin Xing with a face full of resentment and did not speak.
Lin Xing continued, "Don't think that having superpowers means you can do whatever you want. Once you take your chances and cross the legal line, sooner or later, you will receive the punishment you deserve..."
Seeing that the man still looked unrepentant, Lin Xing sighed and said, "I've already called the police, they will be here any moment. I advise you to confess and be lenient, tell the police why you wanted to kill me and who is behind this..."
Although the man could not understand much of what was said, he understood the last part and coldly said, "Clearly, you were the one who attacked me first."
Lin Xing was slightly startled and before he could respond, he heard a flurry of footsteps. A group of armed soldiers had already surrounded them from both sides of the corridor.
The leader, a middle-aged man known as Captain Wei, looked at the skinny man on the ground and then at Lin Xing, who was holding his head and looking obedient. He asked hesitantly, "Was it you?"
Lin Xing quickly said, "He tried to kill me, I had no choice but to defend myself and that's why I hurt him."
"Alright, you come with us too," Captain Wei shook his head. "Take them both."
Meanwhile, Lin Xing's mind was in turmoil.
"Damn, after the time reversal, I indeed was the one who attacked first."
"Could I be charged with intentional assault by the police?"
And, as he panicked, a slight restlessness that even he hadn't noticed yet began to surface deep in his mind.
...
In the interrogation room.
Lin Xing looked at Captain Wei seriously and said, "I told you I have superpowers, I can reverse time..."
"I came back from a year in the future..."
"That skinny man killed me several times, I had to defend myself..."
"I said the ruler is a tool, not a weapon I prepared..."
"You must believe me, a huge disaster is going to happen a year from now, you need to prepare in advance..."
Captain Wei rubbed his head, looking headache-ridden, and said, "You said you have superpowers..."
Lin Xing nodded continuously, "Yes! I can reverse time!"
Captain Wei asked, "Can you prove it?"
Lin Xing was slightly taken aback and added, "I just said, my ability only activates when I die."
Captain Wei nodded, asking, "So you can't prove it, can you?"
Of course, this wasn't a problem for Lin Xing. After all, he had already thought about how to prove his ability to prevent a disaster a year later when he first arrived in this era.
Lin Xing confidently said, "I can accurately predict the score of the Luoguo World Cup in a month, and then you will believe me..."
Captain Wei sighed, looking helpless, and said, "The World Cup is next year."
Lin Xing listened blankly to this response; he clearly remembered the World Cup was supposed to be this year.
At this moment, the credibility of Lin Xing's words in Captain Wei's eyes was diminishing. He put away the record and walked out, "Maybe you are just too nervous and got it wrong. Rest for a while, we will come back to ask you later."
"Are you hungry? Xiao Jiang, get him some food."