Wang Hongfei hasn't said it to anyone, but in fact, he has been very uneasy lately.

If he told someone, that person might find it unimaginable. With a lot of money, so much money that you can almost buy a city, your career is thriving, and at least half of your daily life is spent in flowers and plants......

...... What's there to be depressed about a guy like this?

But the truth is, he did feel a sense of crisis.

Maybe he's a sensitive person, and he's always one step ahead of anyone else's sense of danger. He felt that this was one of the reasons why his father was relieved to hand over the company to him when he was only in his early twenties, and he was born with a keen sense of smell.

And now, just when his career seems to be in full swing, he realizes that his sense of crisis comes from something that used to be impossible in the eyes of people—the transcendent.

No one knows exactly when these first appeared. But a few days ago, when Superman's videos were all over the world, everyone was forced to recognize the change of the times.

Ordinary people may only think about issues similar to social security and personal power for a while, but people like Wang Hongfei think even more. He immediately realized that the existence of superpowers is not only as simple as influencing armaments and fighting, but also infiltrating all aspects of social production little by little.

There may be people who adapt to change and get on the fast track, or there may be people who were originally in high positions because they are too slow to change.

That's where his sense of crisis comes from. He sees the change that is coming, but he has not yet found a way to integrate into it.

It wasn't until tonight, at this particular moment, the moment he first came into contact with and felt the power of the rumored "Superman", and the trajectory of his life changed.

He has met all kinds of people in his life. A powerful ruler, a careerist, a tycoon who rivals the rich, and even an extremely dangerous tyrant. But there has never been a person who has impressed him as irreplaceably as Superman.

Tall, awe-inspiring, even if he doesn't do anything and just floats there, he gives people a suffocating oppression, as if even the soul instinctively whimpers, feeling that it is not a dimensional existence from himself at all.

To look directly at him is to look directly at a new era itself.

This is also why when Jiangbei turned his head to look at him, this well-spoken business tycoon was speechless for a while like a jerky schoolboy.

The sound of electricity exploded on the soles of Jiang Bei's feet, and a burst of electric sparks exploded, and he immediately felt empty under his feet. He looked down and saw that the woman at his feet had disappeared into thin air...... No, not disappearing, but seemingly dissolving into some kind of energy state, transforming into a beam of electricity that flew back into the TV.

"Well, that's fresh." Jiang Bei raised an eyebrow.

Leng Rose began to move rapidly. Her entire body seemed to be transformed into electricity, flying from the television to the projector, and from the projector to the electronic stereo.

She was extremely fast, her blue arc flickering in the dark, confined space. The TV screen and the cracked light tube flickered one after another, and the blue, green, and white lights flickered alternately, constantly casting the shadows of the people in the room on the walls and floor, and the woman's shrill voice was particularly ghostly.

Leng Mei wanted to sneer contemptuously...... If she hadn't been able to laugh if she hadn't become like this.

That's what she's capable of. Her body was dissolved into the form of energy, and she could feel herself becoming the electricity itself. Giving up that weak body made her feel as if she had broken through the cage that had shackled her for the first half of her life, and now she was free, and she had become stronger than ever, and more importantly, faster than ever.

She blends into the electric light, the power grid is her hotbed, and the cable is her highway. It was a speed that she couldn't even imagine in her dreams before, allowing her to do whatever she wanted.

She jumped continuously between the various electrical devices in the room, so fast that the whole darkness was full of her movements. Arcs of lightning connected to each other, almost like a storm of lightning, enveloping the room.

There is no way anyone can keep up with this speed. She was lightning itself, and the world was almost still in front of her, and anyone and everything she had been unable to get her hands on in the past was within reach.

Thinking of this, she dodged out of the projector, and a beam of lightning burst out from the palm of her hand, like a piercing javelin, locking straight onto Wang Hongfei's heart.

It was so fast that he couldn't feel anything until he died, and she even felt that it was cheaper for him to die like this.

However, it did not happen.

In the moment before she took off her current, Jiang Bei took a step to the side.

Syllable.

The lightning struck him in the chest, and he jumped twice, exploding a little spark, and then there was no movement.

Leng Mei: "!? ”

Seen through?

No, that can't be.

She jumped from device to device in an instant, so fast that even she was scared. Even this "Superman" should have been lost by her a long time ago.

How is it possible for a person to keep up with the movement of electricity?

Coincidence, absolutely just a coincidence!

While thinking about it, Leng Mei accelerated and jumped again. I don't know how many times it was transmitted in an instant, but at the moment when she jumped from a computer into an air purifier, she saw that Jiangbei had flashed in front of her and made a fist movement.

At that moment, she felt an unparalleled panic take over her brain, as if every particle in her body was frozen.

What does he want to do? Give yourself a punch?

That's ridiculous. She's an electric current now, not even a physical body. How can anyone be delusional about hitting something that doesn't exist?

Wouldn't it be funny to be able to punch her out of the purifier......

Rumble!

The air purifier was smashed to pieces under Jiangbei's punch, and the shattered parts and fragments of white plastic spread with the impact of violence, and the dense dust rolled like a poisonous cloud.

And between the smashed equipment, a blue lightning flew out, and it transformed into a human form in mid-air.

At the moment of that punch, Leng Mei, who was clearly incorporeal, only felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, and the next second, she was blasted out of the machine by some strange force inexplicably.

At that moment, her mind went almost blank.

What happened?

Hit yourself in the current form?

By...... Fist???

That was the last thought that crossed her mind.

Leng Mei, who was forcibly knocked back into the human form, shot diagonally into the wall with a bang, and fell into it like a mess of mud, unable to pick it out.

Nothing moved.

Wang Hongfei, who saw this scene, also opened his eyes in a daze, and his brain felt a little dreamy.

He felt as if he understood what had just happened, but as if he hadn't.

After all, modern youth, he has also seen a lot of fantasy movies and animation works in the past. Therefore, he quickly saw that Leng Mei had gained a general sense of the power she had gained, which could turn herself into electricity and jump between electronic devices, and she could also release electricity to attack.

The electrical ability that is quite common in fantasy works is common and quite strong. For example, Wang Hongfei immediately thought of the electric man in the Spider-Man movie, so he quickly understood the number of roads. First of all, regardless of the intensity, this ability almost makes you invincible, because you can't even touch her.

...... And then it was a punch second.

This is the part that Wang Hongfei can't understand.

It's not a question of how strong the fist is, it's a matter of ignoring the rules of other people's extraordinary abilities. It's as if that punch contains a law that overrides the transcendent rules.

It feels a bit like your hero in a competitive game, a set of operations as fierce as a tiger, a hurricane hand speed show off the position, the keyboard is blown up, the mouse is broken, and the result is taken away by a flat A on the opposite side.

Before leaving, he looked at you inexplicably and muttered "bells and whistles".

Then he saw the god-like being slowly turn around and look at him, the cloak that had risen from the wave of fist swings gently falling in the dust.

"Wang Hongfei."

Superman clearly didn't speak, but a majestic and majestic voice seemed to sound directly in his head.

"You've been chosen."