My Ability Pool is Superior-Chapter 178 - 177: Rats in the Gutter

"No, I..."

Lv Bai stopped mid-refusal as he noticed a line of small text floating in front of his retina.

[Data file detected, would you like to read it?]

He quickly changed his tone, "...Can I?"

Don’t think that just because the ability rankings list tens of thousands of abilities, retaining an ability is simple.

It’s no exaggeration to say that at least over ninety percent of official Death Fighters are not qualified to retain abilities.

Even if one has retained an ability just once, they definitely belong to the very best group of Death Fighters.

And such outstanding official Death Fighters doing this talent scout work, no matter how you look at it, it’s strange.

The middle-aged man who looked like a director chuckled, "I just happen to have a script looking for actors, a historical drama called ’The Great Traitor Kai-sen’. If you’re interested, the lead role can be yours, I can make that decision."

"Sounds interesting, I’d like to try it."

Lv Bai’s smile became even brighter, "But if I play the great man, don’t I need to spend some time gaining weight?"

??? What gaining weight?

"Hold on a minute."

Ding Zhongmin had a retort stuck in his throat.

He eventually held back the urge to make a sarcastic comment and forced a smile, "No need, our small crew doesn’t worry about those things."

Lv Bai thought for a moment and asked, "So where is the crew? Are we going there now?"

"...Of course, follow me."

Ding Zhongmin turned and led Lv Bai towards Habitable City.

The two of them, one in front, one behind.

They crossed a steel bridge, made their way into Habitable City, winding through the concrete jungle.

Lv Bai suddenly spoke, "This coffin city is really disgusting."

Hearing this, Ding Zhongmin was taken aback, and then couldn’t help but blurt out a sarcastic comment, "This is what the bosses consider a Habitable City. You can’t call it a coffin."

"Why is it another untouchable topic?"

Lv Bai sneered, "Habitable City? Ha, I think that’s just confidence."

Ding Zhongmin was a bit puzzled.

Why does this generational genius seem more like a member of the Can Society than me?

He looked around, waved his hand, and whispered, "Stop talking, stop talking."

"Why can’t I? The bosses can act, but we can’t even talk? What logic is that?!"

Lv Bai pointed to the busy pedestrians, "Look at them, they’re the silent ones, enduring hardships, only to suffer endlessly."

"No, there’s more to it..."

Ding Zhongmin instinctively wanted to retort, but as soon as he spoke, he realized it seemed off—why was he defending the United Government?

"Why should I care about the big picture? If I were rich, I’d definitely talk idealism with you guys."

Lv Bai’s tone was first impassioned, then became slightly sarcastic, "The good days are still ahead, right?"

Ding Zhongmin: Why does this keyboard warrior have so many ideas?

Though he tried to act normal, as a member of the Can Society, hearing these words inevitably stirred him up.

This member of the Can Society suddenly realized.

Something’s off. Why are we trying so hard to kill this generational genius?

This is clearly our comrade in the Can Society!

But to be safe, he didn’t reveal everything, instead, subtly probed.

"Ah, little brother, we can chat about this privately, but don’t..."

...

All the way, the two talked happily.

Thanks to his past experience browsing forums, Lv Bai casually spoke with top-tier sarcasm.

Ding Zhongmin listened, feeling deeply comforted, thinking how it was a shame they hadn’t met sooner.

After all, everything Lv Bai said had the flavor of a Can Society member, with a pure sarcasm that couldn’t be replicated by others.

Ding Zhongmin stopped in front of a bar named [Truth].

He turned to Lv Bai and said solemnly, "Smart Murphy, I must apologize to you."

"Apologize for what...ugh!"

Lv Bai suddenly seemed to realize, his expression shifting to shock and anger, "How do you know!?"

Ding Zhongmin instead seemed a bit smug, "Our energy, beyond your imagination."

"What do you mean by ’our’?"

Lv Bai asked knowingly, just to follow the process.

"I wonder if you’ve heard of—Can Society?"

Ding Zhongmin said proudly.

Lv Bai shook his head and honestly replied, "This name, I only learned today."

"It’s not too late to know now, after all, our goal is the same."

Ding Zhongmin clenched his fists, trying hard to suppress his excitement, "To overthrow the tyranny of mankind."

Lv Bai pretended to widen his eyes, nervously looked around, then slapped his thigh, lowering his voice, "Alright, alright, alright!"

Click~

The nightclub door was pushed open.

A sophisticated woman in black stockings and high heels stepped out,

She looked about thirty, with an alluring figure, and the fullness beneath her camisole could easily stir a man’s desire.

"Director Ding, you’ve worked hard."

She nodded at Ding Zhongmin first, then turned to Lv Bai, smiling brightly, "Murphy, I have to confess, we’ve eavesdropped on your conversation all the way. Times are tough, please don’t mind."

Her doe-eyed sincerity made it hard to fault her.

Lv Bai quickly understood and nodded, "It should be, secrecy matters."

"Then, on behalf of all Can Society members, welcome you to join us, follow me."

Kang Meiru swayed her hips, turned sideways, and gestured towards the entrance, "Can Society is inside."

...

Inside the bar, since it wasn’t yet business hours, the corridor lights were off.

Walking along the dark hallway, they pushed a door open to the main hall.

It was quite empty inside.

At the bar, two bartenders were there, one wiping glasses with a white cloth, the other mixing drinks leisurely.

The last three waitstaff sat together in a booth, curiously eyeing Lv Bai who walked between the two.

Notably, from the moment Lv Bai entered the hall, a line of small text appeared in front of him.

Aside from him, out of the seven people present, six had abilities.

It seemed these folks were high-ranking members of the Can Society.

However, Lv Bai wasn’t afraid. Naturally, he frowned and said, "What’s with those three? Don’t they have any work?"

Kang Meiru: "..."

Ding Zhongmin: "..."

"I said we should have had a longer review period."

A yellow-haired waiter, stood up a bit displeased, glaring at Lv Bai, "You probably don’t know, you should have been dead today."

Hearing this, Lv Bai turned to look at Ding Zhongmin, then at Kang Meiru.

He couldn’t help but show a half-smile, "He dares to say anything."

"Enough."

Ding Zhongmin took off the director’s hat on his head and casually tossed it onto the sofa beside him, "We’re all comrades, I don’t want to hear any more pointless arguments."