The Eleventh Permanent Ability

One night passed. Xi Nian woke up groggily from his bed. Heaven knew how much the Destiny Alliance headquarters members had forced him to drink at last night's banquet—they had actually gotten him drunk! Xi Nian opened his bleary eyes, only to see the profound dome ceiling of his room, glittering like a starry sky. It was the same as usual. That was right. Except... Sensing soft, warm bodies pressed against both sides of him, Xi Nian's newly awakened mind went blank.