On the small hill, the two-story building was engulfed in flames, thick black smoke rising into the sky, sparks flying around.

Chen Chuan, following Instructor Wu's instructions, burned his body and the house with Algae Oil.

To completely erase any traces, he even collected the broken wooden fragments from their fight and threw them into the fire.

At that moment, something in the grass was stirred by the airflow and suddenly flew over. He reached out and grabbed it, seeing it was the Molan Company advertisement. He glanced at it and casually tossed it into the fire.

After checking everything and finding nothing else was left behind, he contacted Wu Bei using the Boundary Token, "Little Brother Wu, did anyone observe the fight just now?"

Wu Bei's voice came through: "Don't worry, Little Brother Chen. While you were fighting, I shielded the Biological Field in this area. Anyway, there's hardly anyone here, so no need to worry about anyone reporting it."

Chen Chuan grunted in agreement. Central City was different from other places because of the existence of Boundary Tokens and Boundary Points. Events in some areas could be transmitted and viewed through other means, so someone had to ambush the news.

Moreover, he could do more than that. If necessary, he could have Wu Bei create some minor malfunctions in Instructor Wu's Boundary Token, causing his attention to be influenced for a moment.

Wu Bei was also stimulated by the Anomaly. In fact, during that fight, he didn't see anything clearly except when they stopped. He only saw bricks and wooden planks shatter, and large pits appearing on the ground. This kind of power was simply inhuman.

The last time Chen Chuan fought the Golden Shrimp Commission Company, he thought that was already impressive, but this time he truly witnessed the level of a Martial Artist with great Strength. It was on a completely different level.

At this moment, he thought of something and said, "Little Brother Chen, this Instructor Wu, his condition, um, seems like he had Mental Derangement."

"Mental Derangement?"

"Yes, the current term defined by the Government and various Companies is Functional Disorder Syndrome.

This theory suggests that under the long-term Influence of the Biological Field, the prolonged use of Boundary Tokens, and the multiple stimulating effects of Drugs and Implants, a person's cognition will swing back and forth between illusion and reality.

They can't distinguish which is their real self and which is the real world. In a state of cognitive confusion, they often do things that normal people would find difficult to do.

Oh, this is just a theory, the situation is very complex, so I only know this much."

Chen Chuan nodded slightly. He had sensed before that when he came to Central City, the surrounding environment had a slight invasion on his Second Self, which was actually caused by the exchange of the Biological Field.

Being in this kind of environment for a long time might have some slight Influence on ordinary people, but for Martial Artists, it's not really harmful. Instructor Wu's situation might have more complex reasons behind it.

Moreover, he looked down at the foot of the hill. The area where he was standing also had problems...

However, he didn't have time to explore it. After all, Central City was full of vitality, with all things competing for development. He didn't have the energy or the possibility to figure out every single thing.

Right now, there was one thing that deserved his attention even more.

During this fight with Instructor Wu, even without deliberately distinguishing, he could be sure that the Merge time with Second Self must have exceeded twenty-four hours.

He had a premonition that Second Self might have some kind of change at that time. It was already very close to twelve o'clock, and he would soon know the answer.

He said goodbye to Wu Bei, closed the Boundary Token, and took out his watch from his pocket.

Time passed second by second.

Finally, it was twelve o'clock.

Chen Chuan put down his watch, intending to check what was different from the past, when he suddenly felt an abnormality.

This is...

He looked outwards, and under focused observation, everything, whether it was the flying sparks or the leaves and weeds scattered by the wind, seemed to be much slower than he had seen before.

It was just like when he had Merge with Second Self.

But the problem was, he hadn't chosen to Merge.

He clenched his fist, feeling the strong and abundant Strength.

So that was it. After twenty-four hours of Merge, Second Self had completely integrated into his body, so... had "Second Self" disappeared?

No.

He looked to the side. "Second Self" was still standing there properly, and his body had faint fading signs, still bearing the external invasion for him.

He turned his thoughts and Merge him in, but this time, it seemed that besides still being able to replace harm, there was no additional Merge effect.

No, that's not it.

It wasn't that there was no improvement, but that the improvement was very weak.

Like... um, like he had just Merge in the Strength of an ordinary person.

His mind raced, and he released Second Self again. After looking at it a few more times, he suddenly understood a bit. The physical qualities that this Second Self possessed now should be the earliest time, that is, when he had just crossed over.

He had judged before that Second Self was likely an alternate self from another world, also himself, but because of his arrival, he had broken the boundary of the world.

Now it seemed that when a certain Limit or a certain conditions was reached, the alternate self would achieve a perfect fusion with him, but Second Self would not disappear. Only after that, Second Self would return to the origin, that is, return to the appearance when he first arrived.

At this moment, without trying, he could clearly know that the Merge time was one day and four hours, which seemed to have broken the twenty-four-hour limit and was moving towards a longer end.

He could feel that the Strength of this Second Self would gradually grow with time. It wasn't accurate to say grow; it should be said that Strength would constantly move closer to his current self, but this process might require him to promote it.

Whether it would approach his current Strength or the Strength before Merge, it was not clear, but even the latter would be a great improvement.

And in Merge, he found that he seemed to have an extra choice.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, and found that his physical condition had returned to its previous state once again.

When he chose to Merge Second Self, he could suppress the expression of his physical qualities to before the fusion, which was equivalent to detaching the original fused Second Self once again.

This was a bit interesting.

This wasn't a useless ability, but a very useful one, because the more powerful an individual is, the more material and energy are needed to support its existence and maintain its activities.

For example, the nutrition he needed to ingest during training now was much more than before. If he reached a higher Limit, he was afraid that the consumption of just maintaining his own existence would be considerable. And if Merge could maintain him in a low Limit state for a long time, it could weaken or avoid this situation.

And there might be other uses in it. He had already thought of one and felt that he could try it when he got back.

He looked at the fire in front of him and remembered what He Xiaoxing had once said to him. The so-called "Limit" meant that a person's Strength had its limit. As long as they were still human, no matter how powerful the Mutated Tissue was, there would inevitably be an upper limit within a certain stage, and only theoretically perfect individuals could reach it.

At the time of testing, even after Merge Second Self, he had not reached the theoretical upper limit, but only approached it. Now that he had fused Second Self, he didn't know whether he had reached this upper limit in Second Limit, or whether there was still a distance.

He felt that there might still be, but with Second Self present, he felt that one day he might be able to reach or surpass this Limit.

He stood there quietly, in front of the red-hot fire, with the silent black night behind him. Snow Emperor Blade was stuck to the side, and the distant wind blew, fluttering his scarf and windbreaker.

After waiting for another hour, the fire finally went out. The entire house had been completely destroyed. He confirmed that nothing special was left behind, and then opened the Boundary Token. With Wu Bei's help, he cleaned up some of the remaining traces, and then picked up Snow Emperor Blade and left the area.

When he arrived at the station, it was already close to two o'clock, but when he took the elevator back, at least half of the car was occupied, mostly by Company employees.

These employees maintained longer working hours through Drugs and Implants. At this time, it was only one or two hours later than normal off-duty hours, and many employees were used to it.

On the tram, Chen Chuan used the Boundary Token to inquire about the two people that Instructor Wu had mentioned last.

Yuan Binshu might not be from the Academy. There didn't seem to be this person among the Academy teachers and senior management, and he didn't seem to be a student either. He could pay attention to it later.

As for the other person, Instructor Wu didn't finish speaking, but he noticed that there were only two people with the surname Ling among the Academy teachers and senior management. One was an Academy consultant in his eighties who didn't even have courses, and the other was the vice-principal's assistant, Ling Jianxing.

He felt that the person Instructor Wu was talking about was likely the latter.

Instructor Wu's matter might have some kind of relationship with these two people. If this was the case, would these two people and the people behind them who participated in this matter give up because of the former's death?

He felt that if this matter had a deeper purpose, then it was unlikely that they would.

While he was thinking, the tram went all the way back to the school. When he came out of the station and walked towards Mysterious Palace Tower, it was already past three in the morning.

As he was about to step into the hall, he looked up and saw Hong Fu standing above, and nodded to her.

After Hong Fu saw him, her agile eyes above the veil looked over and she nodded back to him as well.

Chen Chuan withdrew his gaze. From the moment he came down from that small hill, he had Merge Second Self and maintained himself in his previous state.

His Biological Field expression was almost the same as when he left the Academy.

Walking into the hall and entering the elevator, he looked at the marks moving upwards and thought to himself that although the Merge time with Second Self had already exceeded twenty-four hours, the use of reducing his own state like now and the choice of transferring harm invasion would undoubtedly reduce this time.

And in order to allow Second Self to return to a state close to his own Strength, he still needed to find ways to extend the upper limit next.

The elevator doors slid open, he walked out, pushed open the door and returned to his dormitory. After putting down Snow Emperor Blade, he glanced at the brilliant night scene outside, pulled the curtains, took a shower first, and then went to rest.