My superpowers are refreshed every week

"My God, what a fucking thing!"

Chen Yuan was frightened.

Although before he reached the 100% progress bar, he already had a hunch that this thing might explode, otherwise he would not let go in advance, but after actually seeing it, he still felt that it was a bit outrageous.

No matter what, I am not strong enough to burst the cup with my bare hands.

Moreover, he only put a little more effort on the original basis, but it was not his full strength.

Probably, about 40 to 50% of the strength.

But even with 20% of my strength, this thing may not explode!

"Xin Chao... Brother Chao, so aggressive?"

Moreover, this time it was offensive in a literal sense.

So, this week’s ability is to crush everything?

wrong.

It's too early to say for sure.

Generally speaking, at least two controls are required to complete an experiment.

For accuracy, it's much more than twice.

So, without cleaning the glass first, Chen Yuan found the second cup at home.

Then, he put it down again.

What family? One cup per cup?

Try it in a bowl.

This time, Chen Yuan took a small bowl as big as a palm, and then grabbed it with one hand, using the same force as before.

Sure enough, the progress bar appeared.

Light green, dark green, yellow, red... close.

At about eighty-five percent of the time, Chen Yuan stopped and began to observe the bowl.

Strangely, there wasn't a single crack on the bowl.

Could it be said that 85% will not cause harm to the porcelain?

Try again.

This time, Chen Yuan wanted to pursue a limit, so he calmly held the bowl and applied gradual force until about 97% of the time... stop!

Because the progress was still continuing just now, the collection this time may have reached 98%, or even 99%.

In short, that's the word - stop.

Then, observe again.

"No change."

Chen Yuan shook his head and did not feel that there was any problem with the quality of this thing.

And when you hold it again, you basically start over from 1%.

In other words, as long as the pinch is not 100%, there will be no impact?

Also, can it tell the durability?

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan deliberately found a spare phone that had been dropped so many times that the front and back screens were cracked. He held it in his hand and applied a little force. Then, you can see that its progress bar starts directly from dark green, which is at least 20%.

Chen Yuan put down his phone, clapped his hands, and suddenly realized.

For the time being, one's own power can be regarded as 'destruction'. As long as it is not destroyed to 100% and reaches a qualitative change, the object will not be damaged. Moreover, the degree of damage to each item itself is different, so the initial degree of damage is different. As long as porcelain and glass like this are not affected by external forces, they may not be damaged even if they are left for ten thousand years. So assuming that 100 is the complete damage degree, they are at most 1, or even less than 1.

And the spare phone, which had been dropped by me so hard that the screen exploded, had a damage level of over 20.

So, what is the use of this ability?

Whoever messes with me, I will crush him to death immediately?

Brother who wants to go to jail!

So, how to evaluate the value of a used car?

It can determine the degree of damage to the car body, and the machine can also detect it, and no one will believe it if you say it.

It would be somewhat practical if we could find out how many soul rings this car comes with.

While thinking about it, Chen Yuan cleaned the house, and after washing, he found a few more things for testing.

And this can basically confirm my conjecture.

At about six o'clock in the morning, Xia Xinyu came to see Chen Yuan. Then, the two people went downstairs together.

But as soon as he left the yard, he stopped.

Today's apartment is no different than before.

But the details have changed.

The landlord, the father of the aunt who rented his own room, was diligently lighting the tree and making a powerful "hey" sound as usual.

A similar progress bar also appeared on the tree trunk where he tied the mat to it.

Currently, it's dark green.

Once a day, the uncle will pop up a progress bar.

Although in terms of progress, it has not increased at all. But psychologically, Chen Yuan always felt that this tree was...

Lose blood.

"Hey, Xiao Chen Xiaoxia, are you going to school together again?"

When the uncle saw the two of them, he stopped the tree, turned around, and said hello with a smile.

Then, the progress bar disappears.

"Yeah." Xia Xinyu nodded and smiled shyly.

"You two are not from the same school, how come you come back together every day?" The uncle looked at Chen Yuan and started gossiping with his eyes, "You are really good at this."

"Well, he sent me a message after he got in the car, and then I..."

"Haha, uncle, please continue to exercise, we are almost late, let's go first."

Xia Xinyu still wanted to answer stupidly, but Chen Yuan laughed and joked, and then led her away to escape the teasing.

But while holding her arm, Chen Yuan also saw the progress bar.

Light green, eight percent.

Seeing this, he quickly let go.

Don't crush your heart to pieces!

"Ah haha... I just realized that the landlord was trying to make fun of me, right?" Xia Xinyu realized that her ability to resist teasing was really poor after being pulled away by Chen Yuan.

"This is what Mr. Xia Hai has as a pensioner. He had to talk to him even if he used to have a dog."

"A true metaphor."

When Chen Yuan was talking to Xia Xinyu, he didn't forget to look around, and then discovered that progress bars were everywhere.

For a person who drinks milk tea while walking, there is a progress bar on her milk tea, and it is reduced in reverse, from more to less.

Does this mean how much milk tea is left?

When a worker climbs up to the street lamp to repair the lamp, there is also a progress on the lamp, which is also in the opposite direction. As time goes by, it gets closer and closer to 0. The moment it reaches 0, the lamp turns on.

It's fixed.

In fact, outside, most of the time, the progress bar goes from high to low.

Not entirely, though.

When Xia Xinyu and Chen Yuan were sitting in the shop eating Xiao Long Bao, Chen Yuan saw a dead child next to him who had stopped eating half of his meal. Then he was holding a bag of ice bean paste tightly and ravaging it hard. The mother next to him said Not even a word was said.

"Xinyu, let's go."

Chen Yuan picked up the buns and stood up. Xia Xinyu stood up without thinking too much and walked away with him.

'puff! ’

As soon as the two of them left their seats, the ice bean paste exploded with a 'pop' sound. Thick mung bean dregs flew everywhere and spattered wildly. The child got a lump on it, and his mother got a lot on it, and the main spray covered the opposite side. Because Xia Xinyu and Chen Yuan happened to leave, everything was spilled on the table and chairs.

No one was injured except the culprit.

"What a damn kid! I still have to go to work!"

The mother picked up the domestic naughty child’s ears and cursed.

"Wow——"

Explosions, screams, roars——

That's right, Chen Yuan misunderstood Chaoye's strength again.

If what Chao Ye floats above the ice is ice cubes, then what is hidden beneath the sea level is icebergs.

understood.

Chaoye can reflect the progress of ongoing activities, such as the progress of drinking milk tea, eating noodles, repairing street lights, and destroying trees.

And I can accelerate this progress.

And, it’s not just destruction.

If you can repair lights yourself, of course, assuming you can, then you can achieve repairs much faster than expected in normal working conditions.

In other words, if the landlord stepped aside a little and let himself go, he might be able to cut off the tree in a few hours.

Now Chaoye has become more powerful!

Are you a sunrise tree?

Nonsense, of course it’s about seeing the progress of everything and then accelerating the progress!

This gameplay is a bit too interesting.

Chen Yuan couldn't help but experiment.

Damn, I suddenly felt a little envious of their Sakura Country Traveler protagonist. They went to school late and left early. How could they create a service department and have sex with Yukinoshita? Unlike me, they couldn't spare the time to play Chaoko.

It’s okay to be a homeless person in America.

Nothing.

Although Chen Yuan has a strong desire to explore now, he still has to attend classes. After having breakfast with Xia Xinyu and taking the bus to school, he first went to class, handed in yesterday's homework, and then took out the questions for the mathematics competition.

Just as he was about to conquer it, he heard Zhou Yu on the side say: "I'm going to take dictation later. I don't feel like I've memorized it well. How can I fix it?"

"Eh?" Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment, before he could react, "No, didn't you take dictation during English class? Why did you suddenly change to self-study?"

For all high school students who are not good at English, the most terrifying thing is taking dictation.

And Shirley Liu, like all English teachers, also has a punishment mechanism for English dictation.

For scores above 90, copy a mistake ten times.

For scores above 80, copy a mistake twenty times.

Then if it is less than 80%, copy it fifty times if you make a mistake.

And if it's below 60, if you make a mistake, you can copy it a hundred times!

What, is there any reward?

100% sure you will remember the little red star once. If you collect three little red stars, Shirley Liu will personally deliver milk tea to you and praise you for being such a smart baby, although it is a pity that she has not drank it.

But what does this have to do with me?

"He said it in the group, but you didn't read it?" He Sijiao asked.

"Who watches the group every day? I'm a big boss who makes a few bucks a minute..."

"Pfft, laugh." Zhou Yu pointed at the clock on the podium and said with a smile, "Six minutes, three compulsory courses, one miracle, please start."

"While copying under 60, I have to go to her place to memorize words at noon." He Sijiao reminded.

"Yuanzi, just use the art of seduction on Shirley Liu." Zhou Yu gave him the only feasible suggestion.

"Hurry up and memorize it, it's really too late."

Zhou Fu pushed the book in front of him. Although her tone was encouraging, she couldn't help but laugh.

I don’t know why, but it’s fun to watch Chen Yuan panic.

"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise, I'm going to carry it."

Chen Yuan is numb. There are only six minutes left. At least 25 words and 5 short sentences must be reported. And because not all of them can take dictation, they have to remember a dozen more, so on average, they can remember seven or eight words per minute...

I can’t remember it, I can’t remember it on horseback!

The biggest fear is dictation, English big fool!

Memorize a few more and more, and try to get eighty as much as possible. If it doesn't work, just listen to your heart.

But it takes seven or eight minutes to turn on the super sub... so tiring!

Forget it, memorize it first.

"diverse, d, i..."

While memorizing silently, Chen Yuan suddenly saw that there was progress on this English word.

About 20 percent.

What's the meaning?

"d,i,v,e,r,s,e."

After finishing the spelling, the progress suddenly advanced to 30%.

Although it has not been confirmed yet, Chen Yuan knows that there will definitely be a qualitative change after advancing to 100.

So he began to spell quickly like a primary school student memorizing ancient poems.

Achieve one hundred.

OK, next one.

"Fortune. f, o, r, t, u, n, e."

This time, progress starts at ten percent.

It should be related to your own proficiency.

It's like a college student's proficiency in abandon may be as high as 100, and they know that it means giving up, but they don't know much about ability.

What is ability?

This is the second word in English level 4!

"Hiss..." Zhou Yu memorized the words very well, but when he suddenly heard Chen Yuan's words speaking at the same speed as reciting the Great Compassion Mantra, he couldn't help but whisper, "Murong Fu's complications?"

"It's true that I'm a little dizzy." He Sijiao shook her head, "Reciting it like this means you need to seek medical attention in a hurry. The possible result is that you can't remember a few at all."

"Ah..." Zhou Fu couldn't comment.

Li Youyou, who was sitting behind Chen Yuan, was also amused by Chen Yuan's behavior of memorizing things in a hurry and covered his mouth.

Questioning, damn questioning.

In fact, I am also questioning whether this kind of thing is useful.

But now I can only believe it first.

The morning self-study bell rang, and the English teacher came. Standing on the podium, he said with a smile: "It's time for everyone's favorite dictation session again. Let's pass all the books to the first row."

Then, after sighs one after another, the clatter of letters came from the back row.

When the message reached Chen Yuan, he had the last long sentence left.

"Besides, apart from. Besides, apart from..."

When almost all the books had been passed to the first row, Chen Yuan, who had just finished, added his own book to it and handed it to Zhou Yu.

At the same time, he took a deep breath.

There are a total of 81 words in the three units.

This time I dictated half, 40 words.

And choose 25 words and 5 short sentences from them.

A word is worth 3 points and a short sentence is worth 5 points.

If a word has one letter wrong, one point is deducted. If you make two or more mistakes, no points. Two points will be deducted for one wrong letter in a short sentence, and no points for two or more wrong letters.

Eighty, I only want eighty!

Holding the gel pen and looking at the dictation book, Chen Yuan was more nervous than every time he took dictation in the past. After all, he had at least spent time memorizing it before.

This time, only these six minutes of shorthand were used.

It can't be less than sixty...

"diversity."

Until, Shirley Liu Qingshuang spoke.

Then, hearing this word, Chen Yuan felt familiar.

It's like someone else said a Chinese character.

After writing ①, he began to spell d, i, v, e, r, s, e... No, she reported the noun one, followed by sity.

"diversity."

Shirley Liu reported it for the second time, but before that, Chen Yuan had already finished writing.

In other words, you wrote it by yourself in just three seconds?

continue waiting.

"Fortune."

f, o, r, t, u, n, e.

Why do you remember it so clearly?

It's like your own mother tongue.

Damn it, I'm an old wolf warrior, why am I so familiar with Harvey's language?

Chen Yuan, you make me feel sick!

Since he had memorized every subsequent word, he wrote it down silently after reading it out and before Shirley Liu read it a second time.

"immigrant."

This word is difficult. When Shirley Liu said it, many people in the class began to whisper.

A few difficult ones.

i, m, m, i, g, r, a, n, t.

You don’t know how to fight, are you FW?

Ah, forget it, you will be scolded if you pretend to be cool, be humble and humble.

"To make a living."

Regarding words, Shirley Liu always spoke English in order to enhance her memory. As for short sentences, she speaks Chinese, which is easier to understand.

And Chen Yuan happened to use that kind of memory method.

So, it's easy to spell it out.

earn a living.

And just like that, with the last word, apart from, the dictation ends.

Chen Yuan put down the gel pen in his hand with a relaxed look on his face.

Zhou Yu and He Sijiao in front looked like they were sleeping on the same bed. They frowned in synchrony and then held their heads.

It was obvious that he was in a very agitated mood.

"The dictation is finished, everyone will continue to study in the morning. Before the English class starts, I will correct the dictation. Everyone, are you looking forward to it?"

Well, looking forward to it.

Chen Yuan nodded.

But others were wailing and annoyed to death.

Shirley Liu, does your family sell hot pot bullfrog?

Why are you still killing and cooking now?

Do you have to make everyone uncomfortable?

"She must be eighty, I have a headache." He Sijiao shook her head, with a subtle mood.

"I guess eighty is enough, hey." Zhou Yu was annoyed.

Unlike others, in English, everyone basically knows the situation after the dictation is completed.

So, there are joys and sorrows.

However, Zhou Fu, who was so stupid, did not have any trouble and continued to study by herself, as if it had no impact on her at all.

Is this the margin of the strong?

They are all riding horses with plenty of spare time!

There are more and more powerful people, and it feels like the villain has just finished the first dungeon, and before he has time to get used to the harem, powerful enemies appear one after another.

"It's okay, Brother Youyuan is here." Looking back at Chen Yuan, Zhou Yu became rude.

Generally speaking, Brother Yuan only calls in two situations.

One is that he really needs something to ask for, and the other is that when he is in trouble, he comes to step on him.

"Chen Yuan, if you can reach eighty if you carry it like that, then we will really die." He Sijiao also felt that Chen Yuan would definitely overturn without carrying it.

"Well, if you talk so early, will it happen again..."

Thinking of the scene where Zhou Yu and He Sijiao repeatedly provoked and ridiculed Chen Yuan, and then were repeatedly slapped in the face, Zhou Fu couldn't help but remind him.

Then, Chen Yuan poked the flesh on his arm - Woman, stop talking.

"Stop being so mean and sarcastic. I didn't even look at it last night. I just relied on these five minutes to record it. It's so uncomfortable." Holding his forehead, Chen Yuan looked pessimistic.

His somewhat sincere performance made Zhou Fu have a premonition of something...

"No more, no more, it's mine." Zhou Yu didn't notice and apologized with a smile.

"Come on, come on, I'll definitely be able to get a few more pairs right." He Sijiao didn't notice and encouraged with a smile.

Laugh, eh.

Keep laughing.

I hope your dictation is as warm and innocent as your smile.

Half an hour of morning self-study ended like this.

Shirley Liu, the English Jinchūriki, also quickly finished correcting these dictations.

Then, at the beginning of the English class, he clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Come on, everyone's favorite part of reporting grades is here."

What she said was true.

Shirley Liu is a teacher who pays attention to taking care of students' face. She only reports high scores above 95. Even if her name is above 95, no one will feel embarrassed.

"Zhang Chao, 98. What a pity, it was almost."

"Yu Jiacheng, 95, has made great progress."

…

…

"Li Youyou, 95, not bad."

There are seven students with scores above 95, which are basically the same students as usual. No one is surprised.

"Then, there are five 100s." She was just reporting the results and didn't need to go to the podium, so Shirley Liu spoke very quickly. When she was in third place, she joked, "Tang Siwen, he got 100 for the sixth time. I’ve saved up two cups of milk tea, why don’t you redeem it?”

After he finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter in the class.

Then, they all looked at her curiously.

After Tang Siwen thought for a moment, he said, "Let me have a cup of ancient tea and poplar nectar first."

Why are you a fan of internet celebrity milk tea?

My evaluation is that it is not as good as Super A Cheese Peach.

"Okay, the teacher will bring it to you tomorrow." Shirley Liu continued to read, "Zhou Fu, your first time is a hundred, that's amazing."

Zhou Fu smiled shyly, quite modestly.

When she was about to read the last hundred, Shirley Liu suddenly paused.

Then, he looked at Zhou Fu's deskmate, the boy with a calm expression.

Chen Yuan, 100.