Mine Three Superpowers 1

Late night, punchy boats, black waves. At the end of the sea is Manyo City, the Federation's precious pearl on the Sea of Chrysanthemums.

In Wonderland world, apart from the deep state and giant plutocrats that run the world behind the scenes, there are only two legitimate governments, the Federation and the Empire.

The Federation stands for radicalism and freedom, the Empire for authority, and classicalism. They both occupy the vast majority of Wonderland's territory, with only a handful of free states and rebellious regions sharing what little resources are left at the margins of neglect.

The original owner of Yisi's body came from a Free State called Whitefall City, which was, of course, effectively a vassal of the Federation, so that the Federation could acquiesce to Whitefall City's existence and even recognize university degrees in Whitefall City.

The institutional differences between the Federation and the Empire would have made them natural enemies. However, they have repeatedly made peace on the brink of an all-out war.

This delicate balance was created by the inter-regional mega-plutocrats who, at great expense, colluded with Federation and Empire officials to maintain their oligopoly monopoly.

The hot, humid sea breeze, wrapped in the fresh air, rushed into Yisi's nostrils, and he didn't even need to stand on tiptoe to see the bright light ahead through the deep water:

Manyo City was so colorful that even the moon's light would be obscured.

The Red-and-Black Mist gradually lifted, and Yisi noticed a string of numbers suspended in the air as before:

[Countdown to Return: 47:59:21]

Just then, a voice came to Yisi's ears, just like the system notification she received in the game.

[Name: JI Yisi]

[Camp: Player's Domain]

[Superpower: Eye of Truth; Data Manipulation; ???? (Locked)]

[Eye of Truth: Gives you some necessary realistic displays, by the way, if you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.]

[Data Manipulation: You can manipulate data whenever and wherever possible through various mediums. The exact effect of this ability changes depending on your level of understanding of different data. Incidentally, Knowledge is infinite.]

[???? (Locked): No data is available currently.]

[You Are:

Federal Prosecutor's Office, Special Employee. Deep Blue Free Army, core member. Dragon Tiger Gang, Senior Hacker. Federal smuggler, killer, SS-level wanted criminal.]

[Mission Alert:

Hide your identity as an isekai traveler from the Earth, gain the trust of multiple forces and replace the original Yisi.

You must quickly meet and exchange information with all your contacts.]

Yisi wasn't sure what the other 9,999 players were experiencing at this point; were they excited or scared? His adrenaline was now pumping, and he was overwhelmed with a sense of unreal satisfaction.

I am a multi-party spy?!

A complicated identity, an urgent mission, and the need to find a way to continue his life in the dual world in a hurry.

Yisi raised her hand to her right upper arm.

Ah! So hurt!

The red, sticky liquid clung to Yisi's fingertips. Sure enough, the wound Yisi had just deliberately cut was still there.

This proved Yisi's suspicion: this body of his, and his authentic self, did have some kind of connection.

Is it possible that I am also a terminally ill patient in the wonderland world? Yisi hurriedly checked his body, and, paradoxically, he was not in any discomfort.

No illness yet? Or has ... the disease been cured?!

Before Yisi could get excited, he heard someone talking behind him.

"Damn it! Our ship has been tampered with." A tall man was seen standing at the other end of the yacht, and he spat a vicious spit into the seawater behind him.

The boat was small, and apart from Yisi, it was just this man. At the feet of the two men were stacked several black placement boxes, tightly wrapped in anti-reflective material, which seemed very dangerous.

"So, what's the best thing to do?"

"Let's see if we can make it to shore, it's a pretty expensive shipment, and I don't want to lose them all." The man said.

It was a purely electric yacht, not very big, made of fiberglass with ultra-light carbon fiber. Everything about the boat's journey was pre-set by an intelligent program, and no one could change the set course.

The only thing the man could do was pray that the boat would come to a steady stop at the shore designated by the system. After all, he can't swim, and neither can Yisi.

This is how the mob likes to arrange things: people who can't swim have their lives firmly tied to the smuggling ship, so they are very loyal to smuggling by sea. If the boat sinks, they die too; if it makes it to shore, everything is fine for everyone.

Yisi found that he could use the bonuses given by the simulator at this point, and strangely enough, he had three superpowers.

The "Eye of Truth" sounded very useful, helping him to solve his current problem. However, Data Manipulation seems a bit of a no-brainer for him, as Yisi is not proficient in programming. His last skill was not described in detail, only that it could not be activated.

Yisi looked at the mysterious black box at his feet, and just like in the game, the text of the void appeared next to the cargo box, so the Eye of Truth seemed to be working quite well.

[Smuggled goods. High purity fentanyl, belonging to the Dragon Tiger Gang].

The Dragon Tiger Gang? Yisi remembered that one of his complex identities was "Senior Hacker of the Dragon Tiger Gang." And he also has a superpower called Data Manipulation.

It sounded impressive, but unfortunately, the effectiveness of its use was closely linked to his programming skills.

Come on, he doesn't know anything about programming!

It seems he has to find a hacker as a teacher and learn the programming skills properly. Otherwise, Yisi's level will be revealed sooner or later.

As for fentanyl, Yisi, a terminally ill patient plagued by illness, certainly knows about it; it's a powerful opioid painkiller that can also be used as an anesthetic.

Smuggling is exciting, but unfortunately, he is about to say goodbye to his status as a smuggler for good.

For this ship, it was about to sink.