I became Superman

Chapter 87 Today was a bit unlucky

Edward eagerly flipped through Zhou Ming's information.

Born in Anbin City, Xichuan Province, she was an orphanage director and received her education with the support of the empire. The evaluations of her teachers and classmates from childhood to adulthood are all attached to her file.

After graduating from university, due to my introverted personality, I did not go to work, but instead chose to become a self-media creator.

The mutation appears to have occurred in August of this year.

Tian Biao, a tiger-like creature known as the Blood Eater, died in Chengdu. It was later confirmed that he was killed by Zhou Ming, and his body was mutilated.

Of course, compared to those who later died at Zhou Ming's hands, Tian Biao was utterly insignificant.

Edward read it carefully, while simultaneously constructing an image of Zhou Ming in his mind.

After leaving Shenjing, Zhou Ming quickly returned to Chengdu.

It was already dark by then, so instead of wandering around, he went straight home.

The apartment across the hall was quiet; neither Yi Jiahui nor Cao Ying were there. They must be at the petting zoo.

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He opened his bedroom door, sat by the window for a while, and was a little unsure of what to do.

He suddenly remembered Su Cheng.

He brought this girl to Wuyi Mountain, but when he went to Shenjing on business, he simply left her there, which seemed a bit inappropriate.

Zhou Ming found Su Cheng in his contacts and asked, "Have you made it out of the mountains?"

Su Cheng quickly replied: "Yes, I've come out and am resting at a hotel in the scenic area. Have you finished your business?"

Zhou Ming said, "It's all done. Do you want me to come pick you up?"

Su Cheng said, "No need. I get along very well with Wang Ping and Wang Hui. We plan to start a business together, so we probably won't be going back to Chengdu anytime soon."

Zhou Ming sent a smiley face and said, "That's fine. Let me know if you need any help."

Su Cheng said, "We have already troubled you too much. People should discover their own strength and realize their own hopes. You said it yourself."

"Having gone through something like this, we have nothing to be afraid of in the future, and we will definitely be able to achieve something great."

A smile unconsciously appeared on Zhou Ming's face.

The two chatted for a while longer before Zhou Ming ended the conversation.

He leaned back in his chair, looking at the tranquil night outside the window, feeling very content.

His senses unconsciously spread outwards. From Old Zhang's room downstairs came soft, seductive music, as if he was reviewing study materials on Zhou Ming's computer. Two cats chased each other across the flower bed downstairs. In the neighborhood, people were taking a walk after dinner.

Everything is normal.

This is good.

The next day was a sunny day. Although the cloudy weather didn't affect anything, Zhou Ming was still happy that it was sunny.

He thought for a moment and then decided to go to the Pet Home. Little Cat and Grass Cherry hadn't come back last night, which was quite unusual for them.

After a quick wash, Zhou Ming went downstairs.

As soon as he stepped out of the building, Zhou Ming suddenly frowned in confusion.

Time seemed to stand still around him. He looked up and saw a flowerpot slowly falling.

Zhou Ming slightly stepped aside to let the flowerpot pass.

Time resumed its flow.

Snapped!

The flowerpot shattered on the ground, and an elderly woman with gray hair leaned out from the balcony, calling out worriedly, "Oh dear, is anyone hurt?"

Zhou Ming laughed and said, "Don't worry, it didn't hit anyone, but you still need to be careful in the future, it wouldn't be good if it hit someone."

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The old lady said, "Oh dear, I'm old and useless now. I won't be growing flowers on the balcony anymore."

Zhou Ming looked down at the shattered flowerpot and shook his head with amusement.

I was hit on the head by a flowerpot as soon as I stepped out the door. My luck seems to be running out today.

Zhou Ming soon realized that his luck was indeed not good today, and he had a lot more trouble than usual.

For example, when he was passing a delivery truck in front of a supermarket, the goods suddenly tilted and crashed into him. Or, a young couple on the roadside was arguing, and he was just watching the commotion, but he inexplicably got into trouble, and in the end, the arguing couple united against him.

Although these were all trivial matters that had no impact on him, he still seemed unlucky no matter how you looked at it.

Besides the various misfortunes he himself encountered, it seems that the probability of misfortunes happening to the people around him has also increased.

For example, right now.

Zhou Ming looked towards the intersection ahead, where a woman dressed in a very flamboyant manner was scanning the pedestrians with an unfriendly expression.

He could tell that this woman was an anomaly; her body's energy response was much higher than that of ordinary people.

Zhou Ming couldn't tell what kind of anomaly she was. All he could tell was that the woman seemed rather unfriendly to an old man with a cane who was crossing the street.

Lin Yan was indeed dissatisfied with the old man who crossed the road at a snail's pace; in fact, she was dissatisfied with all old men.

She couldn't understand why these people, who were so old, wouldn't die.

Why do old people still live? Their mouths and tongues have aged and can no longer taste good flavors; their eyesight has deteriorated, they walk with a limp, and they are no longer able to enjoy women.

Their only purpose in life seems to be to get in people's way.

Even so, they are still alive.

This is utterly incomprehensible.

If a car comes along, I hope it will run this old guy over.

Lin Yan stared intently at the old man, thinking deeply in her mind.

She had long discovered that she possessed a unique ability: she could harm people with malice alone.

If she focuses intently on casting a curse, it will come true eight or nine times out of ten.

She has verified it many times.

So now she stared at the old man and uttered curses.

A car that was about to stop at a green light suddenly went out of control and hurtled toward the old man in the driver's panicked gaze.

Lin Yan watched with excited eyes, anticipating what she hoped for.

Just as the old man was about to be hit by the car, a young man suddenly reached out from the side and pulled him away.

The car sped forward for a while before finally coming to a stop. No one was injured.

Lin Yan's excitement instantly turned into anger, and she glared angrily at the guy who had interrupted her.

It was a young man with a calm and composed face who was comforting the frightened old man.

Lin Yan snorted coldly.

hypocritical!

If there's anything she hates most, it's hypocrites, even more so than old men.

Everyone is only concerned with their own interests, yet some people insist on pretending to care about others, which is disgusting, as if they are deliberately trying to show that they are better than others.

Since this guy has interrupted her good time, she might as well have some fun with him.

Zhou Ming is now seriously considering something: could it be that all the bad luck he's encountered since leaving home was caused by this woman?

He had just watched as the woman stared at the old man for a moment, and then a car inexplicably rushed towards them. If he hadn't intervened in time, the old man would have been killed.

Based on his intuition, he could naturally tell that the loss of control of the car was just a natural result, and there was no tangible force that damaged the car's structure.

It seems like it was just a low-probability event that happened inexplicably.

But judging from the woman's expression, she had clearly foreseen and even manipulated the events that followed.

Is it really possible for someone to influence things like probability or luck?

So, could it be that what happened to him this morning was orchestrated by someone?

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