I became Superman

Long Yi said, "I can't say for sure who or what it was. I was traveling through the clouds when suddenly a force swept through them and cut them in two."

"I couldn't dodge in time and was hit by that energy. Fortunately, I reacted in time and was not seriously injured."

Yi Jiahui and the others were all astonished, saying, "So that's how that mark in the sky came about! Who did it? Could it be some kind of supernatural being?"

Long Yi hesitated and shook his head, saying, "It should be some kind of natural phenomenon. If it's an anomaly, how powerful would it have to be to do something like this?"

She sighed and said, "There are many unknown phenomena in this world. I just happened to encounter one; it's just my bad luck."

Yi Jiahui and the others accepted Long Yi's explanation.

They also found it hard to imagine that any alien could cut through the clouds, preferring to believe it was a mysterious natural phenomenon.

Only Zhou Ming was struggling to recall.

Oh, did you scan someone just now?

He seemed oblivious.

He had confirmed that no planes were passing by nearby, but he never expected that there might be something strange flying around in the air.

It seems that he subconsciously hasn't accepted the existence of abnormal beings in the world, so he hasn't even considered this possibility.

Fortunately, the woman's injuries were not serious, otherwise he would have felt guilty for a while.

The group discussed the strange phenomenon in the sky for a while longer.

Yi Jiahui suddenly remembered that Zhou Ming had come to see Falcon Girl, so she said, "By the way, Senior Zhou Ming, didn't you have something to ask Sister Falcon?"

Zhou Ming nodded and said, "I want an instrument that can emit electromagnetic waves of all frequencies. Do you know if you have any way to get your hands on one?"

Falcon Girl did not seem surprised by Zhou Ming's request.

The club often has to meet the various needs of its members, and the needs of these outcasts are incredibly diverse. Hayabusa has long since learned to be indifferent to all sorts of strange requests.

Moreover, Zhou Ming only needed an instrument.

Hayabusa said, "I've never done this before, but it shouldn't be a problem. I'll get it done for you as soon as possible."

Zhou Ming said, "This thing must be quite expensive."

The Falcon Girl smiled and said, "Please don't worry, the association will take care of all the expenses."

Ah, so this is what it's like to join a high-class club...

Zhou Ming had a rather extravagant feeling that "money is just a number," even though his account only had tens of thousands of yuan.

He asked curiously, "Does the association have its own independent source of income?"

Falcon Girl smiled and said, "The funds of the association are all provided by its members. Many of our members have privileged social statuses and need the protection of the association. They will also provide the association with all the help they can."

"As members of the association, we help each other out, and over time, the association has achieved remarkable success in business."

It's probably more than just impressive results.

Zhou Ming didn't stand on ceremony with her and explained his requirements, including his wish to have the equipment installed in the clubhouse. Falcon Girl agreed to all of them.

Zhou Ming then took his leave and left the clubhouse.

It was just past noon, and the dark clouds in the sky had slowly dispersed.

With nothing to do, Zhou Ming began to stroll around the city.

Unbeknownst to him, Zhou Ming wandered over to the steel mill where he had previously tested his strength.

Zhou Ming had originally planned to test his strength every seven days, and today was exactly the seventh day since he transmigrated.

Should he have his strength tested?

Zhou Ming's motivation isn't actually that strong.

After his fight with the old vampire yesterday, he knew that his current strength was probably not something that could be tested in a place like a steel mill.

However, since we're already nearby and have nothing else to do, we might as well go in and give it a try to kill some time. Even if the test isn't accurate, at least the magnitude shouldn't be too far off.

Thinking this, Zhou Ming turned a corner and headed towards the steel factory.

The security guard at the entrance of the steel factory was feeling stuffy and dizzy in his tin shack. It was also the time of day when people tend to get sleepy, so he was dozing off at his desk.

Zhou Ming walked in leisurely, and no one came forward to question him.

He walked straight to the area where steel coils were being loaded and unloaded and found a batch of steel coils ready to be loaded onto a truck.

A foreman-looking man in his forties was directing a C-shaped hook to connect to a steel coil, while the other workers watched cautiously from a distance, fearing that the coil might fall off and cause collateral damage.

This legendary civilian two-dimensional foil is no joke; if an ordinary person were to be touched by a rolling steel coil, they would almost certainly say goodbye to the world.

Zhou Ming walked up to the foreman and asked, "Uncle, how heavy is this steel coil?"

The foreman, focused and without turning his head, said, "Thirty tons... huh?"

He asked疑惑地问道, "Who are you? Are you new here?"

Zhou Ming laughed and said, "No, I came to see the steel coils."

As he spoke, he walked toward the steel coil that was about to be attached to the C-shaped hook.

The foreman hurriedly said, "Hey, this is dangerous! If you want to talk business, you should go find the boss. Why did you come here by yourself?"

Seeing that Zhou Ming ignored him and walked to the steel coil on his own, he worried that Zhou Ming might be in danger, so he hurriedly went forward to try to pull him back.

But then Zhou Ming, holding the steel coil in both hands, lifted it up with surprising ease.

Zhou Ming tossed the steel coil a few times to confirm his idea.

It is already difficult to test his strength using these steel coils weighing tens of tons.

He now tosses the steel coil just like he tossed a one-dollar coin before the mutation.

Zhou Ming shook his head helplessly and looked at the truck next to him that was about to load steel coils.

He put the steel coil in his hand onto the truck, and when he turned around, he found the foreman and several workers standing there, dumbfounded.

Zhou Ming thought for a moment and said, "This thing is quite heavy, so everyone must be careful when working on it."

With that, he walked away from the foreman.

The foreman stared blankly as he left, thinking to himself, "He's right. The steel coils are heavy; we need to be careful during the work..."

Damn it, I work in a steel mill, don't I know that steel coils are heavy and that safety should be taken into account when handling them!

No, what just happened?

Once Zhou Ming's figure disappeared, the foreman and several workers came to their senses. They all rushed to a steel coil and tried to move it by hand, but the coil did not budge.

Yes, it's a real steel coil.

But what happened just now? That guy just picked up a steel coil and started tossing it around.

……

As Zhou Ming walked out of the steel factory, he was still quite happy, even though he hadn't been able to successfully measure the strength.

He used to sneak in at night to test things, but now he can walk in openly and play with the coils as he pleases.

This state of not having to hide is what makes him feel most comfortable.

His current strength may not be enough to suppress the whole world, but it is not easy for the world to harm him.

Moreover, his strength is increasing rapidly every day.

He doesn't need to live in constant fear every day.

He had no interest in showing off his martial prowess unless someone ran into him, but he also had no need to hide it.

He is now qualified to live the life he wants by relying on his own strength.