I’m Someone Else

Chapter 346

Molly felt as if her heart had been stabbed with a knife, causing excruciating pain and a profound sense of discomfort.

“No wonder I haven’t seen Thomas and Miss Pearson these past few days. It seems like they’ve been spending time together.”

Instead of going directly to the office, she ran to the women’s restroom to wipe away her tears in secret. Even though she was in immense pain, she didn’t want Thomas and Olivia to notice anything unusual about her.

After her emotions gradually stabilized, she took a deep breath before making her way to the office.

“Thomas, why are you smoking here early in the morning instead of entering the office?”

At the entrance of the office, Molly bumped into Thomas, who was leaning against the corridor window and smoking. She put on a teasing expression and made a joke at his expense.

He smiled and replied, “You should go about your business. I’ll enjoy the breeze for a while.”

She didn’t say anything further and walked into the office.

Thomas fell into contemplation by the window, feeling somewhat overwhelmed. A day and a night had passed, and he still hadn’t come up with a solution. Could it be that he was truly powerless?

Among the ancient books left by the old man, there wasn’t a single method to help him overcome this predicament! Or had he missed something?

No. He would take another look at those ancient books later. Perhaps he could find something useful.

With that in mind, he entered the office, informed Olivia, and drove back to the Northpine Villa.

He found the luggage he had brought back when he retired from the army under his bed. The luggage was originally left at his rental house and didn’t contain clothes or personal items, but was filled with ancient books—the books that the old man had given him to ‘pass time’ in the military.

Back then, in order to move the SR-25 rifle, Thomas brought the luggage from the rental house. It saved him a lot of trouble now.

He opened the luggage and searched through it one by one. He had spent nearly eight years reading almost all the books inside. Of course, he didn’t have the extraordinary ability to fully comprehend their mysteries, but he had a rough impression of the content of each book and the effects of each technique. Every time he pulled out a book, he would recall it in his mind.

passed, and he had gone through all the books in the box. Looking at the empty luggage, he smiled bitterly and shook his head. “Sigh… It seems

deal with the scattered books on the floor. He pressed his hand against the luggage as he intended to stand up and lie down

Hmm?

amiss. He glanced at the spot where his hand was pressing. It happened to be the hidden compartment of the luggage,

“What’s this?”

own luggage, which had accompanied him for eight years no matter where he went. He was very familiar with it,

Zip!

a sense of doubt, Thomas opened the hidden

unzipping wasn’t just the hidden compartment of his luggage but also the

appeared before his eyes. He furrowed his brows because he had

been forced to learn it when he was young. Otherwise, he wouldn’t

that the solution to his current problem might be in this

were different. They cultivated internal energy stored in the elixir field and would be released during combat. If the ceiling of external martial arts was the human body’s limits, then internal martial arts

and unexpected events. Practitioners of internal martial arts had gradually hidden themselves away, so

was piqued by the contents of

level was further divided into nine grades, with each grade symbolized by 1300 pounds of power! The ninth grade

Hiss!

to this logic, if he cultivoted internol mortiol orts to Heoven Tier Nine, wouldn’t he possess 46,800 pounds of power? How terrifying would

the content on the next poge, his eyes widened with

stote, resulting in o decline in his strength. However, if he were to cultivote internol mortiol orts, wouldn’t he be oble

o totol of nine levels, ond ot

the cost of shortening their lifespon. However, he merely

survive, ond it wos better to ovoid

smoking three cigorettes in o row, Thomos finolly colmed himself down. He sot cross-legged on the ground ond begon ottempting to cultivote the Level 1

field, penetrotes through the suprosternol notch, posses through the middle of the sternum, ond rushes into the void; it disperses through the

tightly while focusing oll his ottention on

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