My superpowers are updated every week

My Superpowers Refreshed Weekly Author: A Piece of Snow Cake

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Chen Yuan found that his superpowers were refreshed once a week.

In the first week, he saw that all objects with signs of life had a red number on them, ranging from hundreds, thousands, to tens of thousands. The smallest number he had ever seen was on a teddy bear, with 0.00001 on its head, and the next second it was run over by a truck.

In the second week, he found that he could hear other people's thoughts, and he could not control it. Whatever the other person was thinking would pour into his mind, causing him to no longer dare to go to public places such as subways and shopping malls. Moreover, he no longer dared to look directly at the usually silent girl with bangs and glasses in the back seat...

Subsequently, he refreshed his special abilities such as [Dream Connection] and [Body Swap].

A few weeks later, his superpowers suddenly stopped updating. A few days passed peacefully. Just when he thought he was finally returning to a peaceful life, a girl in red standing under a ginkgo tree tilted her head towards him and asked, "Can you see me?"

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Chapter 1 I am a student, send me

The tall boy in school uniform in front of me has been standing in front of the seafood glass tank for ten minutes.

If there wasn't no one in the store right now, the boss would have been impatient.

But is this guy really a consumer of Bolon?

Don’t wait for someone to suddenly say, “I’m a student, give it to me.”

That won’t work, even if you’re born that way.

"died."

"Death, what death?"

"Boss, a lobster died."

"Impossible, they're all fresh and were moving just now." Although he didn't believe it in his heart, the boss still came over after hearing this.

Then, a lobster weighing a pound was seen slowly floating up to the surface of the water. Seeing this, the boss quickly took out the scoop net to scoop up the lobster, but this one was definitely still moving just now, so it must have been alive before.

And at this moment, it is probably really dead.

"Fuck, is the oxygenator broken? Damn it! You beast, how did you die? You are such a dog, you are a fucking dog."

A lobster costs 288 yuan, and usually they can be sold out before closing. Now that it's dead, it's equivalent to a loss of yuan. The boss can't help but smile when he thinks of this.

"Boss, how do you usually deal with dead seafood?"

"It must be thrown away. We never sell dead shrimp here."

The seafood markets here are all regulated. Dead shrimps can be sold at a low price or made into frozen shrimp, but dead lobsters and king crabs must be disposed of.

"Boss, I'm a student..."

"Hey you you you——"

The boss pointed his finger and interrupted the boy's spell with a ferocious look on his face. His expression seemed to be about to say - Lin Bei sells seafood, you said you are a student? !

Then the boy took out a ten-yuan bill.

Looking at the money and the shrimp, the boss sighed: "The packaging fee is more than ten yuan."

After saying that, he took out the foam box and ice pack and packed the lobster weighing more than a pound.

Forget it, I guess this guy really wants to eat it, otherwise he wouldn’t keep staring at the lobster in the tank.

It's going to be thrown away anyway, so I might as well give it to him at a low price.

But he was really lucky. This lobster must have just died. Now that it is frozen, the taste is exactly the same as if it were not dead. He bought a lobster worth 288 yuan for only ten yuan.

"Thank you."

The boy reached out his hand and took the plastic bag. Then he looked at the man with a round belly and a stubble on his face, who was about 35 years old. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "Boss, you are such a nice person. I wish you live to be 87 years old."

"Why is it eighty-seven..."

You are really good at talking, a blessing sounds like a prophecy.

"Because eighty-seven is considered old."

Holding a refrigerated lobster in his hand, Chen Yuan walked out of the seafood store.

Then, more and more red numbers were seen.

A child holding a candied haws ran past him. The number hanging above his head was 21224, which meant about fifty-eight years.

The kind silver-haired grandmother who was following behind him and shouting at him to slow down gave the number 2934, which is about eight years.

A loving couple was walking towards me, arm in arm. The woman's number was 24321 and the man's number was 242.

When his eyes were about to meet the boy's, Chen Yuan lowered his head and walked past him.

He can see the countdown to other people's death.

The unit of measurement is day.

This ability appeared at 6:30 on Monday morning. After getting up and going out, he unexpectedly found some red Arabic numerals appeared above his eyes, as if they were engraved on his retina, and were quite clear.

At first Chen Yuan thought he was dizzy, but after rubbing his eyes repeatedly to confirm, he realized that it was real.

It was like the cunning Trisolaran projected into his eyes, and he could not get rid of it no matter what.

Not only humans, but also some cats and dogs, reptiles, animals, even plants, anything with life characteristics will have a string of numbers hanging on their heads.

After discovering that this number was inversely proportional to age, he vaguely guessed the meaning behind the number.

However, this was confirmed by a terrifying accident.

A teddy bear with 0.00001 hanging on its head was crushed to death by a truck the next second and turned into a teddy bear meat patty.

One day is 86400 seconds, so 0.00001 day is 0.864 seconds. The trouble with this ability is that it doesn't do conversions, it only displays the time in 'days'.

Fortunately, Chen Yuan was forced by his mother to learn abacus when he was in elementary school. Although this thing is completely useless for learning and is extremely destructive to the logical construction of mathematical thinking, it is very convenient if you need to convert days into years.

All I can say is that a shot I fired accidentally when I was young hit the Boston lobster right between the eyebrows many years later.

Of course, this cool ability doesn't work all the time.

Like this moment.

Standing at the intersection of Jinling Road in Xiahai City, the world in Chen Yuan's eyes seemed to be mentally polluted and extremely disgusting.

The high-rise buildings, like a forest of steel, are lined up one after another, as if dividing the busy corporate students of Xiahai City at this busy intersection.

According to statistics, more than two thousand people pass through here every minute.

In other words, as long as you wait for the traffic light for more than one minute, distorted numbers will appear above the heads of more than two thousand people, densely packed together, and as the crowd moves, it looks as spectacular as dancing blood-red worms.

Breathe, breathe.

Close your eyes and meditate for a while.

Chen Yuan is not very comfortable with this ability, especially in public.

But he felt that if this superpower always accompanied him, he would be more or less calmer than he is now.

Or maybe another word would be more appropriate - numb.

He discovered this ability yesterday morning, and when he confirmed that this was the countdown to death, he tried to help those poor souls who died young.

But imagine if someone suddenly comes up to you and says, "Friend, I think you need to get a check-up, you don't look very well," 80% of people would think you have ulterior motives, either you are from a medical examination institution or you are trying to sell products.

The remaining 20% ​​would say - you are sick.

Although Chen Yuan has not yet met the eight people who think they have something to sell, he has already been confronted by two of them.

In fact, he should have figured it out long ago. If he had regular physical examinations, how come those people wouldn't have discovered that he had a terminal illness?

There will definitely be a reaction in the early and middle stages of a terminal illness, but he can resist the urge to look. So for a stranger like you, he will naturally think that your words are full of malice.

Forget it, put aside the plot to help others and respect the fate of others.

As long as the person is not about to die in a few seconds, Chen Yuan will never take action.

But so far, only the poor Teddy had died suddenly in front of him, and he had never seen a lifespan below 0.1.

The red light in front of me turned green.

Blending into the crowd is like drowning in a sea of ​​red numbers.

After getting on the subway, Chen Yuan put on his Bluetooth headphones and closed his eyes to rest. In the past, he would take the initiative to give up his seat to the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled, but now, life and death are indifferent to him, so there is no need to do so.

What is even more heartbreaking is that he has seen several times that gray-haired, muscular old men live longer than young people.

The main feature of contemporary social animals is that they live a tiring life, die quickly, and have a short but strong life.

After twelve stops from the Jinling Road Crossroads subway station, half an hour later, we arrived at the Sunshine Community Station, and Chen Yuan also got off here.

This is an old city area, but it is different from the shantytown redevelopment area. Although the urban construction is old, the roads are clean and tidy, the public facilities are complete, and the environment is very value for money for this price, but there is not much nightlife.

Chen Yuan lives in Room 502, an old building meters away from the subway entrance.

He was not from Xiahai City. He originally went to school in a nearby county called Hexiang. After the high school entrance examination, his mother used her connections to find her cousin who worked in the education bureau of a district under Xiahai and got him admitted to Xiahai No. 11 Middle School, a provincial key school.

However, because I got in through connections, I can only attend school as a day student.

The starting price of an apartment near No. 11 Middle School, even a single room, is 2000 yuan, so he had no choice but to find a small single room in the Sunshine Community with a rent of yuan.

His parents were harmonious working class people and could not accompany him to school, so he successfully lived the life of a novel hero who had no sister but a house and busy parents.

Fortunately, it doesn’t look like a Qidian novel, otherwise my parents would have sent it too.

It's seven o'clock in the evening. I hurried home to cook dinner and boil the lobster. I set the air conditioner to 26 degrees, had a sip of beer, and then watched an episode of Cang Yuantu.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan quickened his pace and reached the fifth floor in less than half a minute.

Just as he took out the key to open the door, a high school girl who lived opposite and seemed to be also renting a house was inserting the key into the hole.

The two of them turned and looked at each other in confusion.

And above the other person’s head, Chen Yuan saw for the first time the number that was closest to the teddy bear.