Chapter 21: The Place That Will Always Be Left for Her

After discussing the matter of joining the Supernatural Administration Bureau, Xu Xi didn’t leave immediately. Instead, he stayed in the Director’s Office, continuing his conversation with Zhang Yaoguo to learn more about supernatural beings and the Spiritual Energy Revival. In this regard, Zhang Yaoguo, as the branch director of the bureau, undoubtedly knew more than Xu Xi.

“Spiritual Energy Revival?” Sunlight streamed into the office, casting a lonely shadow on the middle-aged man’s face. Zhang Yaoguo sighed deeply, “Xu Xi, how much do you really know about the Great Cataclysm five years ago?”

Xu Xi shook his head, “Not much, only that many supernatural creatures appeared overnight, causing massive destruction worldwide.”

“I was one of the survivors back then. If not for a stroke of luck, I wouldn’t be sitting here today.”

Director Zhang looked surprised, “I didn’t expect you to have such an experience. It’s true that surviving a great calamity brings good fortune. No wonder you inherited the Immortal Cultivator’s legacy.”

He paused, then continued, “Most people’s impression of the Great Cataclysm is similar to yours, knowing only that many supernatural creatures appeared and that people later awakened as supernatural beings.”

“Things that only existed in fantasy suddenly became real. It’s truly unbelievable.”

“That’s why most people call this new era the Spiritual Energy Revival.”

“But—”

“The word ‘revival’ is somewhat inappropriate,” Zhang Yaoguo smiled bitterly, “Those things, those powers, were never native to Earth.”

“It’s more like an invasion than a revival or awakening.”

“Cultivation, magic, martial arts, fantasy, even more unimaginable things, all appeared on Earth at once.”

Invasion?

Hearing Zhang Yaoguo’s explanation, Xu Xi frowned slightly. He had imagined many truths, but the words from Zhang Yaoguo still shocked him.

“Director Zhang, are you saying that those supernatural creatures are actively invading us?”

“Not necessarily.”

Facing Xu Xi’s question, the middle-aged man chose his words carefully, “In some operations I’ve participated in, I’ve encountered some supernatural creatures that could communicate, even humans from other worlds.”

“They also seemed unable to understand why they appeared on Earth.”

“Moreover, what appeared on Earth wasn’t just supernatural creatures, but also other things, like vast landscapes, new species, and abundant supernatural resources.”

“The development of the Supernatural Administration Bureau to its current scale owes much to these otherworldly products.”

At this point, the man before Xu Xi wore a complex expression.

On one hand, he resented the invasion of other worlds that changed the Earth he knew.

On the other hand, he was genuinely happy that, with the help of these supernatural powers, his homeland was moving towards a more prosperous future.

Finally, Zhang Yaoguo concluded:

“Whether it’s invasion or revival,”

“It doesn’t really concern us, and we can’t change anything.”

“All we can do is try to improve our strength, to avoid being caught in sudden supernatural disasters.”

Xu Xi deeply agreed with Director Zhang’s viewpoint.

“Thank you for the explanation. I’ve learned a lot today.”

Having obtained the information he wanted, Xu Xi stood up to leave.

Now aware of the truth behind the Spiritual Energy Revival and having successfully joined the Supernatural Administration Bureau, he had many things he wanted to do.

Director Zhang warmly saw Xu Xi off and arranged for a staff member to guide Xu Xi, helping him familiarize himself with the bureau’s internal structure.

For example, the storage room specifically for items purchased from Supernatural Home.

Considering that most items from Supernatural Home were harmful to ordinary people, purchased items would be sent to the local bureau for the buyer to personally retrieve.

Additionally, to help newcomers on the supernatural path master their powers, the bureau offered various supernatural courses, though these were completely unnecessary for Xu Xi.

After a brief tour of the bureau and getting a general idea of the locations of various departments, Xu Xi walked out of the bureau’s main gate.

As he walked home, he glanced at his phone.

“Although Supernatural Home is the bureau’s internal trading network,”

“You can use it from anywhere.”

“Buying, selling, searching for information, accepting tasks, all can be done from home. It’s much more convenient than I thought.”

Looking at his phone, which had been activated and bound by the bureau, Xu Xi was quite satisfied.

This way, he wouldn’t have to frequently travel between his home and the bureau.

“But I never expected that the so-called Spiritual Energy Revival was actually an invasion from other worlds, and multiple worlds at that.”

“If this continues, perhaps Earth will merge with other worlds?”

Xu Xi pondered distractedly.

But soon he laughed at himself.

If it really was as he thought, what could he do?

He was just a lucky guy who happened to have a simulator, pitifully weak and helpless, unable to do anything.

It’s not like this so-called Spiritual Energy Revival had anything to do with him, right?

Of course not!

“Anyway, I should head home now. The storage ring Zhang Yaoguo gave me has many useful things that can help improve my combat power.”

“Once my strength is stable, I’ll use the bureau’s intelligence channels to slowly gather anchor mediums and start a new simulation.”

Thinking this, Xu Xi quickened his pace.

“Drip—drip—” But his luck wasn’t great. Not long after leaving the bureau, the sky quickly darkened, and rain began to fall.

The fine rain was like silk, the mist like vapor.

The once sun-scorched road surface quickly cooled, water splashing up in a series of droplets.

Sniffing, Xu Xi could feel the moisture entering his nose.

He originally planned to use his cultivation power to create a barrier, shielding himself from the rain all the way home, but after some thought, he turned into a department store and bought a new umbrella.

Opening the umbrella, he continued walking home.

The rain hitting the umbrella made a crisp, rhythmic sound.

Xu Xi liked this sound.

It was like a dream, like an illusion, akin to a lullaby.

“Speaking of which, the last time I walked with an umbrella like this in the real world was five years ago.”

“Time flies. I’ve been in a wheelchair for five years.”

Xu Xi sighed, suddenly feeling his left shoulder getting wet, so he adjusted the umbrella in his right hand, shifting it slightly to the left.

But not long after, large raindrops hit his left shoulder again.

Only then did Xu Xi realize that when holding the umbrella, he unconsciously tilted it to the right, instinctively wanting to shield a non-existent figure from the wind and rain.

“…”

After a moment of silence, Xu Xi stopped correcting his posture.

He continued walking in this somewhat strange posture, letting his left shoulder get wet.

Xu Xi knew he wouldn’t break this habit anytime soon, nor did he intend to. If asked why, perhaps he was hoping for some impossible miracle.