Chapter 142: Interference Ability (Part 2/2) (2/2)

Luo Nan was completely out of it during his second day at school. The symptom of a lowered interference ability and its corresponding ominous signs had disturbed his mind from morning to night.

As far as he was aware, He Yueyin and Bai Xinyan had engaged in a long discussion after the matter was discovered, but they never came to a definitive answer. They were going to make another major overhaul to Luo Nan's daily schedule, which had underwent a revision already. Luo Nan was left waiting for news until the new revision could be completed.

The greater part of the day passed by in a blur, and Luo Nan had yet to receive his new daily schedule.

Halfway through the afternoon, the time for the school society activities began. The other students got up in a hurry, and this included Xie Junping, who stuck by Luo Nan's side for two days straight; Xie Junping had a meeting to run in the Student Council. As for Luo Nan, he was the only living member of the Order Club. He wasn't in the mood, and there weren't any activities for him to do.

Luo Nan was really in a bad mood. He came back to the tree house of the Withered Tree Sandbar and sat in the resting room. He looked at the faint lighting in a daze.

In the beginning, he carefully mulled over the issue with his interference ability, but his train of thought rammed against knowledge barriers one after another to the point of bleeding from his head. He would always encounter special cases involving Formatting Theory. He wanted to ask someone with a better understanding, but there was no one who could help him.

In the end, his ruminations gave him a more terrible mood. He did some self-analysis in his helpless situation. He tried to interpret his negative emotions.

He Yueyin had mentioned that normally there were only around eight hundred people online globally in the Simulator at any given time. Luo Nan had felt a bit nervous, yet he also felt a bit of superiority. However, this sense of superiority was nipped in the bud. There weren't any other emotions that could fill the gap, and the empty sense of loss had naturally begun to breed.

This was not just due to his change in status; it involved a more fundamental problem. The issue that popped up a few days ago had appeared suddenly, but had yet to be resolved. It remained this way up until tonight, like an endless shadow noiselessly creeping upon him.

Luo Nan was alone within the shadows with nothing to support him. There were only his numerous and chaotic emotions entwining his mind, layer upon layer. They pushed him to ask himself: Did his grandfather's Formatting Theory truly possess flaws that were near irresolvable?

For instance, the uncontrollable growth of soul strength?

In another instance, the lack of interference ability in the material plane?

Were there other flaws besides these? Was there an end to them?

Luo Nan leaned against the inner wall of the tree hollow. It seemed that all his energy had been devoured bit by bit by this cruel problem, while time passed unknowingly in his daze. This lasted until he felt a faint vibration within his ear. Someone was contacting him through the HexaEar. Luo Nan was a bit surprised when he saw the contact name.

”Hello, Boss Luo. Is now a good time?”

Luo Nan rushed out from the tree house, made his way through the underwater passageway and high-speed elevator, and arrived at the main entrance of Gear. Not long after Luo Nan got there, a thirty-year-old young man appeared from a footpath on the outside of the building.

It was now late autumn. The jungle wetland was densely woven with vegetation, blocking the sun early in the day. It was a lot duskier than normal. The young man plodded his way over, walking rather wearily. He made his way to the front of the Gear building and under its lights. His lips split into a grin, and beads of sweat could be seen on his chubby face.

”Boss Luo. It wasn't easy to find you here... This place is quite nice.”

”Mr. Papercut.” Luo Nan walked down the stairs and welcomed him.