Yang Yan shrugged indifferently:

"Since you're not going to say, then forget it. Anyway, I don't want to know what kind of abilities you have."

After saying this, he turned around, ready to leave.

He had no intention of further entangling with this guy.

"Hey hey hey! Buddy, don't be in such a hurry to go, don't hurry!"

Seeing that Yang Yan was really about to leave, the man hurriedly said:

"How about this, I'll tell you my ability, but you also have to tell me yours, how about that?"

"If our abilities happen to complement each other, then we can team up! It's beneficial for both of us, good for everyone."

Yang Yan clearly didn't want to continue entangling with this Fatty, and rejected his proposal again:

"Forget it, I'm really not interested in your ability. Besides, I already have a teammate, she's just not here."

Fatty apparently didn't believe Yang Yan's words, blocking his way:

"Come on, buddy. If you have a teammate, why are you wandering here alone?"

"People coming here at this time are looking for teammates, aren't they? Don't lie to me."

"I'm telling you, my ability is really very useful, really very useful."

Yang Yan suddenly squinted his eyes, chuckling lightly:

"I can see a bit about your ability now."

"Didn't expect it, such a big guy like you is actually a Perception Type. You remind me of one of my friends. Rare, truly rare!"

"Uh... no way! You figured it out! What a coincidence!"

Upon hearing Yang Yan's words, Fatty laughed awkwardly.

Yang Yan smiled slightly:

"Want me to be your fighter? You're still too green for that! But..."

Fatty immediately asked:

"But what?"

"We can't be teammates, but we can still cooperate."

Yang Yan lowered his voice, speaking mysteriously.

"Oh? How do we cooperate?"

Fatty also lowered his voice, leaning his whole body closer.

Yang Yan looked at Fatty intently, smiling as he said:

"You're a Perception Type guy, and seeing that you don't have that cultivator's aura, you should be a Superpower User?"

Hearing this, Fatty suddenly widened his eyes, stepping back a few steps, cautiously saying:

"What the hell! Are you a god or something? How do you know everything?!"

Yang Yan pouted, saying with some annoyance:

"Don't act like that. You should be able to feel that if I wanted to make a move, you'd already be dead."

"Alright, come over quickly, let's talk about cooperation."

Fatty looked nervously at Yang Yan, saying speechlessly:

"Why do I feel like I've accidentally boarded a pirate ship? Big bro, can I not look for you as a teammate? I'm so nervous!"

"I'll go find someone else, just pretend I was never in front of you, okay?"

Even though Fatty said he wanted to find someone else, he still obediently walked to Yang Yan's side.

"I said, don't look at me like that!"

Yang Yan repeated, then continued:

"Also, even if you want to cooperate with me, I need to first see if your ability meets my standards."

"If it doesn't meet my standards, I won't cooperate with you either."

Seeing Fatty looking at him with a face full of suspicion like guarding against thieves and robbers, Yang Yan couldn't help being speechless.

You, this guy, also want to guard against me?

If I really wanted to do something to you, you'd be dead several times over by now.

"Don't look at me with those eyes! First, let me see to what extent your ability can go!"

"How do you want to see?"

Fatty covered his chest with both hands, looking nervous.

Seeing his actions, Yang Yan couldn't help but burst out:

"What kind of action is this?! Do you think I'd be interested in a fatty like you?!"

Fatty said pitifully:

"Who... Who knows what you're thinking? I'm not a worm in your stomach!"

"What if... what if you have eccentric tastes and are a pervert? There are perverts like you in the Hidden World, aren't there?"

"Damn it! Just pretend I never said anything."

Yang Yan left those words behind and turned to walk away.

He really couldn't stand this Fatty anymore.

He feared he wouldn't be able to hold back and end up killing this Fatty.

"Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong, okay? Please, be generous, forgive me this once!"

Seeing Yang Yan really about to leave, Fatty hurriedly grabbed Yang Yan, pleadingly saying.

"Let go! Quickly let go of me!"

Yang Yan turned his head and fiercely warned Fatty.

"Oh! I'll let go, letting go right now."

Frightened by Yang Yan's aura, Fatty quickly released his arm, with a smile on his face, said:

"Then why don't you stay, brother, and tell me what you want to see!"

Yang Yan pointed at Hu Haifeng in the distance and asked Fatty:

"What kind of Ability User is that guy, and how strong?"

"That guy, huh! Wait a moment, it won't take long..."

Following Yang Yan's finger, Fatty hurriedly took out a laptop from his backpack, then started typing away.

"That guy is named Hu Haifeng, his ability is physical mutation enhancement, and his strength can reach A-level."

"From the calluses on his hands, it seems he's skilled with knives."

"Moreover, the calluses on his left hand are thicker than on his right, he's probably left-handed."

"Additionally, the aura he's giving off is quite cold, he's probably not a good person and has taken quite a few lives."

Hearing Fatty's analysis, Yang Yan instinctively raised his eyebrows, looking at him with some surprise.

Originally, he just wanted to see how strong Fatty's Perception Ability was, but unexpectedly, he gave Yang Yan such a big surprise.

"Not bad! What exactly is your ability? Tell the truth!"

Yang Yan was genuinely curious about Fatty's ability at this point.

Fatty laughed awkwardly before saying:

"Hehe! Since I was a kid, I could find out everything about anyone I see through a computer."

"Even to the extent of knowing their measurements, that kind of thing."

"Also, I can visualize their data..."

"Mm... To put it simply, I can see them as clearly as characters in a small movie."

Fatty became more and more excited as he spoke, seemingly proud of his ability rather than feeling embarrassed.

Damn!

What a great ability, really great!

If I had this ability, wouldn't I know Zhou Hanyun and Zhou Hanyu's measurements, what underwear they wore, all clearly?

Moreover, with the ability to turn it into a small movie?

Yang Yan thought somewhat dazedly until his drool almost dripped, then he abruptly snapped back to reality.

Spit, spit, spit!

What the hell am I thinking?

Is creepiness contagious?

Yang Yan shook his head vigorously, then looked at Fatty with a somewhat unfriendly gaze.

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