Many dangerous Superpowers have been encountered, but few troublesome Superpowers like Teleportation. The danger of Teleportation depends on the user.
That's why Teleportation, such a powerful Superpower, is classified as Support Series, also known as Non-Direct Combat Series.
With no killing power, but the ability to overturn a battle, they would be classified into this series.
Undoubtedly, Teleporters are qualified as executors in any battle.
However, this big-brained one had mediocre usage of Teleportation, only for transfer and evasion, without tapping its true offensive potential. Under normal circumstances, he would have died countless times under Li Changan.
But today is different.
In the eyes of outsiders, Li Changan just awakened his Superpowers relatively late. As a child, his classmates had already revealed their talents, while he was still an ordinary human kid.
As a result, he suffered a lot of bullying.
One winter, after school he was stopped by classmates who took his clothes, leaving him to flee home naked in the heavy snow, and was beaten by his mother when he returned home without clothes, finally kneeling on the cold balcony until midnight.
Since then, Li Changan couldn't stand the cold.
Even with a towel wrapped around, he took away anything that could be ignited from the hotel room.
The big-brained one held a knife, somewhat curious why this guy suddenly stopped attacking. After a brief encounter, he already felt fear and had no intention of continuing the fight.
"Your fighting spirit is gone." Li Changan's mouth curled up as he picked up a piece of broken tile and rushed forward, enduring the chill.
When someone points out the fear in your heart, ordinary people may go all out, while others may completely lose their fighting spirit. The big-brained one belonged to the second type. With Teleportation, he was better at sneak attacks.
But he didn't expect the guy he met this time to be a fearless fool. Although the wounds on his body kept bleeding, he still charged forward recklessly. This made the big-brained one want to retreat even more. His figure flickered and disappeared into the room again.
He should have left earlier. The big-brained one outside ran downstairs. There were still many unfinished burning places along the way. He would use Teleportation to cross the flames.
The momentum pressed down from above. The big-brained one's hair stood on end. At the critical moment, he Teleported back to evade it, but before he could steady himself, he felt a chill on his forehead. A sharp sensation came straight at him.
Having such a good Superpower yet using it so poorly, it really makes me envious! Li Changan gritted his teeth. The broken tile after all wasn't sturdy enough. It pierced the big-brained one's forehead but shattered into two sections against his skull.
"Ah!" Only at this moment did the big-brained one cry out in panic, waving his knife to chop.
He could dodge, but if he kept dodging, he might not be able to catch up to this guy! Li Changan endured the instinct to dodge, and stabbed the big-brained one's neck fiercely with his palm like a blade, catching his neck bone in the flesh and blood.
A few seconds later, Li Changan gasped for breath as he squatted next to the corpse and stripped off the big-brained one's clothes. The kitchen knife was embedded halfway into his thigh.
After putting on the clothes and feeling slightly warmer, Li Changan gritted his teeth and pulled out the rusty kitchen knife. "I'm so envious I'm itching. Even trash like you can have Superpowers!"
He simply bandaged himself and left without looking back. The medicine on him was no longer enough after several fights, and the ration pills were also largely consumed and lost. The top priority was to find enough supplies, especially medicine.
Even the strongest self-healing ability couldn't withstand his kind of fighting. Although the tibia in his right leg was not completely broken, it was covered with fine cracks. His left thigh was split open by that knife and urgently needed medication as well.
There was still some distance to the hospital in his memory. He could no longer avoid all dangers. His injuries would reduce his mobility. Rushing recklessly would be suicidal. He could only hope he could make it to the hospital.
He also hoped the hospital's medicine could still be used.
The confrontation between Thunder and Giant Dragon was not over yet. Large tracts of high-rises collapsed, covering the ruins with fresh dust. No matter how outstanding the talents were, they would lose their brilliance under such might.
But more than Charles, Li Changan didn't want to encounter San Zhenghe.
"Damn it." Li Changan's legs softened and his vision began to shake. After staggering a few steps, he barely hid in a corner by the road.
His temperature was rising. His thigh wound felt scorching hot. The rusty kitchen knife was contaminated with countless bacteria. In less than an hour, his body was already showing symptoms of inflammation.
Am I having a fever? Feeling the cold sweat beginning to seep from his forehead, Li Changan smiled helplessly. Serious injury plus fever, this was probably the real crisis. If he had enough food, he might be able to accelerate his recovery through metabolism, but there were only pitiful ration pills left.
It was all because of that damn woman. All the food and medicine were left over there. There were no supermarkets or grocery stores nearby that he could remember.
Li Changan threw all the remaining ration pills into his mouth and drank the last clean water in big gulps. He struggled to get up and continued towards the hospital.
Perhaps it was an illusion, or a flash before death. In any case, his body seemed to have gained a little strength.
The alarm bell of danger rang again, but Li Changan no longer had the strength to dodge. He could only stagger to the side.
The momentum brushed past his arm. It tore off a piece of Li Changan's flesh and blood from his shoulder.
"Yo, it's you!" The straight figure stood not far from Li Changan. The arms and head exposed under the clothes were covered with light yellow fur. The palms had completely turned into the claws of a feline creature.
"Beast Transformation?" Li Changan stood up and took the large kitchen knife from his waist. His vision was still shaking slightly.
The other was surprised. The face that looked more like a beast than a human revealed a smile. "You actually know about Beast Transformation. Then you should also know where I come from?"
Li Changan didn't answer. He just gripped the knife handle tightly with both hands.
The military's Beast Transformation Serum had indeed been used on humans. Judging from the speed shown during the sneak attack just now, as well as the claws and limbs and that face, it was not difficult to see it was a feline creature, but it was impossible to distinguish whether it was a leopard or tiger.
The military valued their men more than gold. Some special departments even had the power to execute first and report later. So why would someone come here to die?
"I can see you're very puzzled. I'll tell you, it doesn't matter. Some people think the serum extracted from the monsters is too dangerous, while others believe it is the key to human evolution, so I became their test subject!" The freak shrugged. "You can call me Number 11."
Number 11? That meant there were ten others. Could they also be in this Trials Facility? Li Changan took a deep breath. The other was biding time until his condition worsened.
But he couldn't wait!
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
