I became Superman

Zhou Ming used to like dark and brutal content for a while, thinking that those kinds of characters or events were cool.

Later, after leaving school and working in society, he experienced the ups and downs of human relationships and developed a greater fondness for those friendly groups.

At least for now, these guys at the Pet House seem to suit his taste.

Although these guys seem pretty weak, he doesn't care whether they're weak or not when making friends.

After all, all the self-important guys he's encountered so far have boasted about themselves beforehand, but none of them could withstand a single punch from him.

The concepts of strength and weakness are meaningless to him.

He prefers to make friends with people who make him feel comfortable, as for who makes him feel comfortable.

Between an adorable catgirl and a guy who talks about socialism all the time, is there even a choice?

Those who work with SocialTech should try to avoid getting involved with him.

"What exactly happened?"

Kusaka said enviously, "You guys said the dark clouds in the sky looked like they were split in two. I've never seen anything like that before. What's it like?"

If only my eyes weren't the problem.

Seeing Cao Ying's envious yet disappointed expression, Yi Jiahui felt a pang of sadness.

She suddenly felt intense self-reproach.

If only she were stronger, not too strong, just as strong as a swordsman, she might have saved Kusaka that day, and many of the tragic events in her life could have been avoided.

Many memories suddenly flooded her mind.

She recalled that night that had become a nightmare for her, when her parents were reduced to mangled corpses in her hands; she thought of the guild's helplessness in having to consider relocation under the threat of the blood predators…

Yi Jiahui suddenly could no longer tolerate her own weakness. She wanted to become stronger, to become a brother or sister in the association, and a reliable partner to those around her.

The thought that had been lingering in her mind for the past few days became stronger.

She suddenly mustered her courage, walked up to Zhou Ming, and bowed deeply.

Zhou Ming was baffled by her actions.

What's wrong with this child?

He asked, "Cat, what are you doing?"

Yi Jiahui blushed deeply and said embarrassedly, "Senior, please train me hard so that I can become a strong person like you!"

ah…?

Several question marks appeared above Zhou Ming's head.

After some questioning, he finally understood that the cat wanted to learn from him to improve its strength.

One important way for aliens to improve their strength is through practical combat training.

The most common posts Zhou Ming saw on the First Commandment Forum were from people from different backgrounds agreeing to spar in real combat.

To quickly improve your skills, the best sparring partner is a trusted and powerful senior.

A powerful mentor can put immense pressure on you, pushing you to break through, but will not harm your life.

However, casual encounters with unconventional individuals cannot achieve absolute trust, so in actual combat, they will inevitably consider concealing their strength and will not be able to push themselves into a desperate situation, thus failing to achieve the best results.

In the Chengdu Pet Club, there are few pets skilled in combat, and Yi Jiahui has long struggled to find someone to spar with.

At most, they might occasionally take on combat missions at the alien center, which would provide some training.

So after learning about Zhou Ming's strength, she had this idea in her mind, but she didn't dare to say it out loud.

After all, this is also a disturbance to the seniors.

But today, spurred on by Sakura, she finally mustered the courage to speak up.

Yi Jiahui tensed up, looking at Zhou Ming expectantly like a soldier awaiting orders.

Zhou Ming was both amused and exasperated, and said, "Just say you want to spar with me, why make it sound so misunderstandingful?"

Extensive training... well, actually, that wording isn't too bad...

Yi Jiahui exclaimed in surprise, "Senior, you agreed?"

Zhou Ming smiled and said, "I don't think I have any reason to refuse."

He also needed to train his abilities, and this cat was a suitable candidate. As long as he could control his strength and not harm the cat, he wouldn't have to worry about accidentally causing serious damage.

Furthermore, he can collect real-time data from his movements and submit it to deep thinking for analysis and summarization.

Bai Yang and the chubby Tian Chou beside him were filled with respect and said, "So Zhou Ming is also a combat-type anomaly. My apologies for not recognizing him sooner!"

The outcasts at the Pet House all understand that their safety depends on the protection of these combative companions.

Every battle these combat-type companions fight is for them, so the non-combat-type outcasts in the Pet House have heartfelt respect for these combat-type companions and repay them in other ways.

Yi Jiahui said, "Zhou Ming is a senior who is far superior to me!"

She eagerly asked, "Senior Zhou Ming, shall we begin now?"

"Oh, I'm available anytime."

Zhou Ming said.

Bai Yang and Tian Chou pushed Cao Ying's wheelchair to the edge of the yard, leaving the entire yard open for the two of them to fight.

Zhou Ming mobilized his computing power, preparing to collect real-time data from his battles and use the powerful computing capabilities to calculate and determine his power allocation.

Time seemed to slow down around us.

With his X-ray vision, Yi Jiahui's body became completely transparent to him. He could see that her bones were being reshaped, that her hands and feet were growing claws, that her ears were being elongated, and that the shape of her spine was changing, allowing her to move more flexibly.

"Senior, I'm going to start now!"

Yi Jiahui said excitedly, "Be careful!"

In Zhou Ming's ears, Yi Jiahui's voice sounded drawn out. He waited for a while before realizing that she had said a complete sentence.

This is really inconvenient...

This extraordinary thinking ability is an invaluable weapon in battle, but in daily life it's a disaster. Fortunately, he can allocate his computing power.

Zhou Ming nodded.

Yi Jiahui pushed off the ground with force and nimbly leaped towards him.

Before Yi Jiahui took action, Zhou Ming was fully aware of her plans.

The contraction of her muscles and the rotation of her joints had already betrayed her intentions.

For ordinary people, or weak and outcasts, even if they notice these actions, it will be of no use.

Yi Jiahui was very fast; by the time she noticed her movements and tried to avoid her, it was too late.

It's like when you're facing a gunman, you can't wait until you see him pull the trigger before you think about dodging.

However, this was not a problem for Zhou Ming at all.

His exceptional reflexes could extend the process of a gunman pulling the trigger to more than ten minutes.

If it takes a gunman ten or more minutes to pull the trigger, dodging bullets becomes a very easy task.

Moreover, in Zhou Ming's eyes, even the speed of the bullets was slowed down.

As Zhou Ming watched Yi Jiahui's body slowly descend through the air, he idly pondered how much power he should use to retaliate.

He still has a very vague grasp of his own power and finds it difficult to estimate the effectiveness of his power.

In his daily life, he always lived with the bare minimum of power he could muster.

It felt like he was living in a paper house, and every action he took was required to avoid damaging the paper house.

Therefore, he knows the minimum amount of power he can use, but once he exceeds this minimum limit, it becomes difficult to accurately estimate the effect of using one or two units of power.