written request for leave

December 12st, I don’t know what the weather will be like.

Nearly a month has passed since I returned from the first door.

Thanks to my, high school girl and programmer neighbor's excellent performance behind the door (it always felt like we were just fishing).

We have obtained the highest human brilliance among all people in the same period, which allows everyone to exchange for a supernatural ability.

I want the ability to automatically code words and write novels, so that I can be freed from the pain of updating, but unfortunately it is not on the list of this garbage and hopeless space.

As a result, I could only settle for the next best thing and exchange for an ability called co-spirituality, hoping to provide some writing inspiration.

It can touch a specific object to see the important historical events that the object has experienced in the past.

It feels a bit like the psychic ability of the male protagonist in the Hong Kong drama "The Ghost Detective" that I watched before, but since I haven't practiced it, I can't be sure.

The female high school student has acquired master-level close combat skills. She can kick through steel plates with one kick and split granite with one palm. She is becoming more and more feminine.

The programmer exchanged a power for lush growth, which seemed to temporarily increase his vitality (the first thing he did after getting the superpower was to fill up his Mediterranean bald spot).

The God of Despair is very satisfied with us. In addition to super power rewards, he also gave us some space permissions.

Able to observe no more than three closed doors and learn some information about events behind the doors without opening them.

We were happy that even though there were only three doors, it gave us some choice.

Soon, the female high school student, the programmer, and I each selected a door and got the corresponding information.

Female high school student: A soul wandering in despair and fantasy. His only obsession wandering in the world is to return to the past that can never be returned.

Programmer: She is a mentally disturbed lunatic, always talking nonsense that no one responds to, but no one knows that she was once the happiest woman in the world.

Me: Some people say that children are angels playing devil, but in fact children are devils playing angels.

Now, which door should we open?

(End of this chapter)

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