I became Superman

Wow, that's amazing.

God-level or something, that sounds so cool, unlike me, who's just a superman...

Zhou Ming silently assessed his own strength.

By Guo Hongtao's standards, he should at least have the strength of a king, but it is unknown how far he is from the level of a god.

Since there is a huge gap between the God-level and the King-level, Zhou Ming felt he should be more humble.

No one can become strong easily.

All strong individuals are forged through arduous and rigorous training.

He should have been mentally prepared for the same thing.

Let's soak up the sun for a whole year first before we talk about it.

Spending a year basking in the sun, that's quite an arduous and extraordinary effort, isn't it?

Zhou Ming was moved by his own determination.

He laughed and said, "There probably aren't many gods. That means there aren't many strong people in the alien world either, only a few hundred in total."

The Falcon Girl smiled wryly and said, "What I just described were merely beast-like anomalies."

"Beast-like aliens are the most numerous among aliens, but they are not the strongest, especially the top-tier ones."

"The mutation of human genes is not limited to bestiality; there are other directions, such as vampires, elementalists who control metal, fire, water, and lightning, sorcerers skilled in spells, and mind walkers who can manipulate human minds, etc."

"These aberrations are extremely rare, each perhaps only one-tenth the size of the beast-like aberrations, but each one is incredibly powerful. The top combatants among them are even stronger than the Beast God."

"In general, the world of the supernatural is quite complex, and what I know is only a drop in the ocean."

"If you need, you can browse past featured posts on the First Commandment forum; there is a lot of information there."

Zhou Ming asked, "What is that?"

Falcon Girl said, "That was created by the Alien Center, a forum open only to aliens, where aliens can exchange ideas and help each other."

"The forum is by invitation only; only qualified existing members can invite new members to join."

As she spoke, she opened the forum on her phone for Zhou Ming to see.

It was an old forum, looking like something from the early 2000s. The so-called "Outlier Center" clearly didn't take the forum seriously.

However, there are many active users and posts on the forum.

Zhou Ming laughed and said, "Since it's an invitation-only forum, wouldn't the Alien Center be able to obtain information about everyone on the forum through various connections?"

Hayabusa didn't shy away from the topic, saying, "This forum was originally an official community, and all the pro-official dissidents are active in this community."

"So, there are still dissidents who oppose the officialdom?"

Falcon Girl said, "That's right, the Blood Eaters. Most of the Blood Eaters' members are on the wanted list at the Center of Aliens."

"The attitude of the outcasts towards the authorities is complicated. Some, like us, are pro-official, while others, like the Blood Eaters, are hostile to the authorities. But most of them avoid the authorities, neither cooperating with them nor intentionally violating the official regulations for the management of outcasts."

Zhou Ming nodded.

He was interested in joining the forum, as it was a good way to learn about the alien world, but he was also afraid that the authorities would get hold of his information.

He asked, "Do I need to register with my real name to join the forum?"

Falcon Girl laughed and said, "If an independent alien joins the forum, the Alien Center will conduct a strict review to rule out the possibility that they are spies infiltrating from hostile aliens. However, if they are members of a guild, the Alien Center usually does not review them. They will approve them in the same way that the guild registers them."

This is Hayato's true intention.

If Zhou Ming could join the forum as a member of the Pet Home, the relationship between the two sides would naturally be further strengthened.

Zhou Ming laughed and said, "This is equivalent to the club covering for its members. Aren't you afraid that I might do something bad and implicate you all?"

The Falcon Girl said, "Senior saved our lives, so even if we are implicated by you, we have nothing to say."

Of course, this is just one of the reasons.

She did not make the decision blindly.

The powerful figure before us, despite being a King-level anomaly, has maintained a low profile for a long time, clearly not the type to cause trouble. Therefore, bringing him into the Pet House doesn't pose a very high risk.

Moreover, this is, after all, a king-level anomaly. How could one not take any risks in trying to get involved with such a powerful being?

Zhou Ming thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then I'll trouble you to apply for a spot for me."

Hayabusa laughed and said, "It's not troublesome at all."

After discussing it for a while, the Falcon Girl registered Zhou Ming as a C-level body-enhanced anomaly and applied for a spot for him.

By the time everything was finished, it was nearly midnight.

Zhou Ming was about to say goodbye and leave. He glanced at Yi Jiahui, who had already reverted to her cat-like form and was dozing off, and said, "I'm going back now. Do you want to come with me?"

Yi Jiahui said "oh," stood up, walked to Zhou Ming's side, and the two said goodbye to Falcon Girl before walking towards the city.

Zhou Ming unconsciously kept glancing at Yi Jiahui's ears.

It's really amazing. Yi Jiahui's ears are small and pink, but in the blink of an eye they can turn into two long, fluffy cat ears.

What is the principle behind this deformation?

Well, he shouldn't be pursuing these things. As for the underlying principles, his own abilities make even less sense.

It's all Zhou Ming's fault for having such sharp eyesight; even in the dark of night, he could see Yi Jiahui's ears turning red rapidly.

"cough!"

Yi Jiahui felt Zhou Ming's gaze on her ear. Feeling she should explain, she said seriously, "It's all instinct, understand? Instinct!"

Zhou Ming laughed and said, "I understand. Cats have an instinct to like being petted on the head. I encounter this often."

"Whenever your instincts kick in, you can come to me, and I'll treat you for free."

That's it, this time it's completely impossible to explain.

What do you mean by acting on instinct? It's not a disease.

When I got home, it was already past 2 a.m.

Zhou Ming sat at his desk, reflecting on the day's events, then opened his notebook and began writing his observation report.

He thought about it carefully and realized that there wasn't much he could record.

Strength has not yet been measured, but hearing and vision are steadily improving.

The only thing worth recording is his battle with Guo Hongtao, if it can even be called a battle.

Zhou Ming discovered that he would enter a state of excitement when he was fighting someone.

In this state, all his potential is unleashed, his bio-field is activated, time slows down, his reactions become more agile, and his mastery of power becomes more proficient.

This is practically an enhanced version of myself.

Or rather, this is the complete version of myself.

He can't unleash his full potential right now; he can only enter that state during battle.

Or rather, combat is a form of training that helps him fully master his abilities.

Zhou Ming was somewhat obsessed with that state.

Unfortunately, there aren't many people who can fight him.

Even if you occasionally encounter one or two, you can easily resolve the battle, leaving no time to enjoy yourself.

It seems he needs to learn to restrain his power in the future and not just punch someone away so easily.

Ugh, this damn power.

However, if he can obliterate others with only a small amount of power, then what difference does it make whether he possesses all the power or not?

Number-based monsters don't need to show off their skills at all...

Zhou Ming wrote down all sorts of random thoughts before going to bed.

I only slept for a short while before the sun rose.

Zhou Ming woke up with the sun. Although he had only slept for less than two hours, he was full of energy.

He ate a couple of bites of bread and then went out.