Tokyo: My superpowers are updated every week

As for the weakening of the 100% lottery, he doesn't care, it is an ability that is so awesome that it can be called useless.

As long as Qingze's moral level has not degraded to the point where he can ignore the world at will, then it is impossible for him to use his 100% lottery ability to do anything.

Let that superpower and the ability to always have a girl as a cushion after a fall become the dust of history.

Wait, Qingze suddenly discovered that he had a lot of superpowers, but the frequency of using some superpowers had been greatly reduced.

Qingze thought for a while and decided to lower it.

The superpowers that are refreshed every week are no different from the figures. The new figures are definitely better than the old figures, unless the old figures are some very rare limited editions.

He still uses superpowers like elemental replacement, Schrödinger's cat, global travel, and defensive force fields. On the side, good superpowers will not disappear with the passage of time.

Qingze lowered his head to drink seafood porridge.

……

Time passed quietly.

Kita Senju, at the entrance of the milk tea shop outside Adachi Market, Aozawa took the green juice pearl milk tea handed to him by the clerk. He turned his head and found Hojo Shinoko standing behind, seemingly in a daze.

"Xiaozi, what's on your mind?"

As he spoke, he handed over the green juice pearl milk tea.

When Hojo Shinoko heard his words, she quickly came back to her senses, held the green juice pearl milk tea in her hands, and whispered: "Sorry, Aozawa-senpai, I was thinking about other things and was a little distracted."

"It doesn't matter. If you have any troubles, you can tell me."

The corners of Qingze's lips raised, revealing a sunny smile of a reliable senior.

Hojo Shinoko held the milk tea and said without any hesitation: "Talking to Senior Qingzawa about this matter won't help much."

After all, the thing that bothered her was related to Qingze-senpai.

When I think about August 23rd, I will be forcibly dragged by my eldest brother to go to Furusawa-senpai's home to attend the birthday party.

Hojo Shinoko felt helpless because she didn't check for a moment and expressed her intention to participate. Any words she said later were regarded by her elder brother as an excuse not to cause trouble to others, so she refused.

The eldest brother, who is usually careless and careless, is prone to show that kind of tenderness and considerateness that can cause headaches at certain times.

She is really troubled.

The thought of seeing Hououin-senpai and Aozawa-senpai standing together with her own eyes and their sweet appearance made Hojo Shinoko want to divert her attention and think about when a meteorite would hit the surface of the earth and cause the destruction of the world.

Qingze was heartbroken by her straightforward words, and said the serious words in a joke, "Shinoko, to tell you the truth, there is nothing in this world that I can't do, even if you want to be the president of the United States, it's no problem."

"Senior Qingze, please stop asking these things."

Hojo Shinoko shook her head, inserted the straw into the green juice pearl milk tea, and then walked forward on her own.

It was impossible for her to tell Senior Qingze what was bothering her. Her friend's sister was interested in her, which would surely make her feel very troubled.

Qingze couldn't see what was hidden in her peaceful face. Could it be that she was an aunt?

It's really hard to talk to boys about that kind of thing, and I don't know if the ability to rejuvenate will be useful to my aunt?

Let's give it a try later, Qingze thought, and did not continue talking about this topic.

He knew that Xiaozi looked quiet, weak, and unassertive on the outside, but in fact, under the other's soft chest, there was a heart stronger than steel.

……

Miao Shu Hui Chun did not find anything wrong with Xiaozi's body. She was in good health. Normal physiological phenomena like aunt's would not be judged as injuries or illnesses by Miao Shu Hui Chun.

Qingze was curious, what on earth was Xiaozi worried about?

But he didn't stay to eavesdrop.

Shinoko is not the kind of character who likes to speak out her inner thoughts casually. She is a complete boring gourd.

If Qingze was silent, Xiaozi could stand next to him and not say a word for several hours without feeling embarrassed at all.

He transformed into a breeze and got out of the Hojo house, and then used Schrödinger's cat to jump directly back to the Morimoto house.

The invisible wind hovered in the air, and at the moment it dispersed, Qingze's feet landed on the floor of the bedroom.

The shadow soldier stood guard by the mobile phone on the bedside table in the bedroom, ready to notify Qingze of possible messages when the phone lit up.

In order to create the impression that he is always at home chatting, he no longer needs to wait until he comes back from playing outside to deal with the messages on his mobile phone as before.

Qingze lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and used the ability of Nightmare Party.

For a moment, a strong feeling of weightlessness came, and he seemed to fall into the abyss, and he subconsciously opened his eyes.

He found that he was actually floating and standing upside down in this world, with spheres of various sizes floating in front of him.

Inside each sphere, a picture is reflected.

Through those pictures, Qingze can know that these are the dreams of people who are dreaming.

In the nearest sphere, a very intense scene was playing. It was probably an older single who had not been nourished by the opposite sex for a long time and watched some movies that had an impact on physical and mental health before going to bed.

It's just that the picture is very rough.

Qingze looked at the dream scene and shook his head secretly.

In the dream, only the woman's face was clear, and the rest of the picture, including the man's face, had no facial features, like a fifty-cent special effect.

Qingze thought for a while, then reached out and approached the nearest sphere. An inexplicable sense of familiarity emerged, and the scene inside seemed to change according to his wishes.

He can also go inside, or he can choose not to go inside and only modify the dream outside.

In his thoughts, the dream scenes quickly jumped from fifty-cent special effects to expensive special effects.

Every scene looks extremely realistic.

The woman is about to reach the peak of her life in the dream, and the man suddenly turns into a rotting corpse, with a large number of maggots coming out of the eye sockets.

The various stenches and the touch of the sludge and garbage clogged in the sewers made the woman wake up immediately and realized that she was dreaming but did not wake up.

She was still in her dream, looking at the disgusting scene in front of her.

"what!"

The woman screamed like a slaughtering pig, quickly kicked away the rotting corpse with her feet, and quickly retreated.

At this moment, Qingze quickly released his control over her dream.

"what!"

The woman was so frightened that she sat up and gasped for air. She wiped her forehead with her hand and said angrily: "Damn it, everything is fine in the front, what a bad dream behind!"

She seemed to still be able to smell the stench of rotting corpses, and ran to the bathroom quickly.

……

In the dream world, Qingze silently said sorry to the woman.

He realized that once he intervened in the changed dream, the dreamer would not be able to wake up.

Even if he encounters a fright like that just now, he still stays in his dream.

He can kill people in his sleep.

Of course, compared to killing others in their sleep, he was more curious about how wide the scope of dreams was?

Thinking of this, he looked upward, and an upside-down Tokyo city appeared in his sight.

The layout is exactly the same as that of real Tokyo, except that there are no people or cars on the streets.

From time to time, dream spheres float out from the house and land here.

Aozawa moved his hands, and he approached the upside-down Adachi district lightly. Some houses were empty, and some had people sleeping in them.

Only those who are asleep will appear in this dream city.

Qingze thought for a while and decided to go to the Shinjuku Big Fat Sheep Bar to have a look. With such an interesting super power, naturally he couldn't forget his friend.

Emily

Chapter 545 I, Emily, am actually the reincarnation of an apostle? !

Shinjuku, Kabukicho, 1-chome.

Today's weather is still very hot in summer. It's about nine o'clock in the morning, and the heat of the sun is almost noon.

The scorching heat is setting in, baking the entire Tokyo, but this has nothing to do with the people staying in air-conditioned rooms.

In the house above the Big Sheep Bar, the air conditioner is turned on at 17 degrees 24 hours a day.

The blonde woman sleeping inside could cover herself with quilts and wear plush winter clothes in the hot summer.

Emily was wrapped in a big quilt and was still awake.

The Big Fat Sheep Bar is open until ten o'clock in the evening. After that, due to Dior's habits, he basically won't show up.

But that doesn't mean that Emily goes to bed at ten o'clock in the evening. She usually stays up late, sometimes watching short videos, sometimes competing with people online at high intensity, and she basically doesn't sleep until eleven or two o'clock in the morning.

Night owls have a different routine than normal people.

Qingze appears in Emily's bedroom.

In the dream world, there is no warmth at all.

Naturally, he couldn't notice the cold air in the air. Looking at Emily sleeping on the bed, he felt relieved. She was indeed sleeping in.

The oversized quilt and bed made Emily's face even more petite, as if a slap could cover her entire face.

Qingze fell into deep thought, how should he create a dream for this person?

After thinking about it, he tried to reach out and touch it.

His fingertips touched Emily's forehead, and an inexplicable feeling emerged in his heart. He subconsciously pulled up and pulled out a sphere from the white forehead.

It's no different from the dream ball outside, except it's blank inside.

Qingze understood that this blank space was waiting for him to input relevant information into the dream.

Then, he found that he could properly borrow Emily's brain memory to construct this dream.

Qingze thought for a while and decided to use Emily's brain to construct relevant dreams to avoid being noticed.

……

"Enyapo."

A low and magnetic voice suddenly woke Emily up from her deep sleep.

Even if the other person spoke English, her eyes widened and she subconsciously shouted: "Dior!"

After blurting out this sentence, she realized something was wrong.

Before us was a strange place.

It was slightly dark, with bookshelves on the left and right, filled with all kinds of words that she couldn't understand.

Orange light emitted from the lamp in her hand.

Emily lowered her head. Her right hand had lost its luster and was wrinkled, like dehydrated tree bark.

"what!"

Emily screamed, immediately threw away the lamp in her hand, and sat on the ground. She looked at her right hand, and then at her right hand.

His expression was full of astonishment.

These two right hands were not hers, and even the clothes on her body were not the plush pajamas she wore to sleep, but the kind of robes similar to those of a fortune teller.

"D-Dio, what did you do to me?!"

Emily also answered in English, then covered her throat with her hands, feeling the wrinkled skin, and touched her cheeks with her hands, looking like she was about to cry without tears.

She's not ready to be an old woman yet!

"Where is this place?"

Emily was so panicked that she glanced left and right, and finally fixed her gaze on the blond man not far away.

He was not wearing any clothes on his upper body, and he was wearing a long linen skirt underneath. His figure, face, and eyes that seemed to be able to erode people's hearts, all the features pointed to Dior.

"Enyapo."

After Qingze deliberately paused briefly, the expression on his face turned from confusion to a hint of understanding, and he said to himself: "Yeah, it looks like I succeeded."

Saying such words, Qingze took out a book from the bookshelf and opened it. There were words in it that even he could not understand.