After listening to Quan Longtian's words, Wang Zifeng sighed secretly.

Although he didn't know what method the national security system had developed, with his understanding of superpowers, it was definitely not an easy task to use external means to stimulate a person's potential to awaken or improve their superpowers.

He can awaken Pang Xiaoya, mainly because his own spiritual power level is extremely strong, so he can forcibly condense his spiritual power into a fuse, so that Pang Xiaoya can easily break through the pass.

There are two prerequisites for this, one is that his spiritual power is strong enough, and the other is that Pang Xiaoya's spiritual power is not weak.

If any of these prerequisites are not met, they will not be able to successfully 'create' superpowers.

As for improving the strength of superpowers, this is relatively simpler, because if you can become a superpower, no matter how weak your mental power level is, it is not much weaker, and the probability is much greater than that of ordinary people who have not awakened.

"You might think we're too idle to work on this. Seeing that Wang Zifeng didn't speak, Quan Long Tian sighed to himself, "But in fact, this is not the case, you don't know, the problem of superpowers in the world today is becoming more and more serious and prominent, and all countries in Europe and the United States are seizing the time to improve their own accumulation of superpowers, and my country is naturally no exception." ”

Speaking of this, he pressed the cigarette butt between his fingers into the ashtray on his desk, raised his head and looked at Wang Zifeng, "If Huaxia lags behind in this regard, you may or may not be able to guess what kind of consequences it will cause, I can tell you very clearly here...... If we fall behind, we will definitely be targeted by other countries! Although it will not repeat the catastrophe more than 100 years ago, the consequences will be very serious, especially for ordinary people!"

When he said this, Quan Longtian's face was full of sorrow, and he didn't know if he remembered the catastrophe that Huaxia had suffered a century ago.

Wang Zifeng and the three were silent, and their mood was also very agitated.

After a while, the Quanlong genius took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and said with a smile: "Okay, don't talk about this." You go back first, there are so many things that have happened today, you must be tired, and you will talk about it later. ”

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After leaving the small courtyard of the National Security Bureau, Wang Zifeng and the others saw that it was not early, so they reached out and stopped a taxi to go home.

Halfway through the car, Pang Xiaoya suddenly slapped his thigh and 'leaned'.

Wang Zifeng looked at him in surprise, "What's the matter?"

"Damn! Sister Xia Lan lied to me, she didn't take me to the cafeteria to eat!" Pang Xiaoya touched her belly with a sad face and shouted: "If I knew this, I should have eaten first before I passed!"

Wang Zifeng: "......"

Shu Lingfei: "......"

At this time, the taxi driver suddenly interjected: "It's not too late, if you're hungry, you can go to the snack street for supper." ”

Pang Xiaoya thought for a while, nodded and said, "That makes sense, madman, Colonel Shu, let's go have some supper first?"

Undoubtedly, his offer was not rebuffed.

So, the taxi driver shook the steering wheel, turned the car onto another road, and drove towards the snack street.

Although Nanshan City is not as prosperous as Tonglin City, the provincial capital, it is also a prefecture-level city after all, so there are still a lot of lively areas in the urban area.

It's summer, and people's nightlife is already rich, so when the taxi stops at the entrance of the snack street, the three of them see a lively scene.

After paying for the car and getting out of the car, Pang Xiaoya took a deep breath with an intoxicated face and sighed, "It's so fragrant!"

The smell of barbecue fills the air, and this is probably the largest amount of food in the snack court.

There are other types of snacks, but barbecue is the most popular in comparison.

Eating fragrant barbecue and drinking a bottle of chilled beer, that kind of cozy feeling is not changed for a fairy.

Wang Zifeng and the others were still students, and they didn't usually have the habit of drinking, so they asked for a few bottles of cold Arctic Ocean soda.

This homegrown soda drink is even more popular than cola in places like Nanshan City.

It's not that this brand is powerful, but because this soda has a special taste, and when you drink it, you will instantly feel countless small bubbles hitting the taste buds on your tongue.

Those small bubbles will burst quickly, releasing cool carbon dioxide, which makes people feel weirdly numb in their mouths.

In the words of the locals of Nanshan, it is 'stronger to drink the Arctic Ocean than to drink Coke'.

After ordering a bunch of food, the three of them sat at a small table and chatted in a low voice, what happened today is indeed a little too exciting, Wang Zifeng is okay, Pang Xiaoya and Shu Lingfei are the first time they have encountered this kind of thing, and they can't help but have a lot to say at this moment.

Wang Zifeng listened to them with a smile while sipping the soda with a straw.

He knew very well that when Leng Buding encountered murder, anyone would have some fearful emotions.

Some people may behave calmly, but deep down they will definitely have this emotion.

It's not about guts, it's about the fear of death of one's own race.

Although it is someone else who dies, it is also a human being, which will inevitably give people a feeling of being hurt by things.

While they were chatting, there was a sudden commotion next to them, so noisy that people couldn't hear what the people around them were saying.

Pang Xiaoya was talking about Xingtou, and he was naturally very unhappy to be disturbed like this.

He turned his head to look over, only to see a table of young men with all sorts of strange hairstyles and colorful hair talking.

It's so normal for this kind of person to appear in a place like the snack street.

From their dress, speech, and demeanor, coupled with the tattoos that were deliberately exposed for fear that others would not be able to see them, anyone could easily guess their identity.

Yes, they are commonly known as 'little gangsters', belonging to 'dynamic social groups' everywhere.

This kind of person is full of streets and alleys, arrogant on the outside, and inferior on the inside, but they are an indispensable existence in a city.

Perhaps sensing Pang Xiaoya's unkind gaze, a young man with strange forgiveness-colored hair spat in this direction, and raised his middle finger at the little fat man with a contemptuous face.

"What do you see, you want to die, right?"

Hearing the other party's arrogant words, Pang Xiaoya's emotions suddenly came up.

Bang!

He slammed the soda bottle on the table and stood up suddenly.

Not to mention, although he is a little fatter, but the height of 180 is there, and his 'huge' body is poked there, which is really scary.

At least just now the green-haired man was scared.