Power Levels

The power rating of superhumans is categorized as SSS, SS, S, A, B, C, D, E, F.

Among them, F rank represents ordinary people, and E rank is for novice awakeners.

These two ranks are like a watershed.

Yan Dongxu can hardly imagine what an SSS rank superhuman would be like, if they even exist.

What is his own power level?

However, the table mentions that the power of superhumans is related to their awakened abilities.

Different types of abilities also have ratings and even more detailed classifications.

The forms and strengths of various abilities have a maximum limit for growth.

If the initial rating of an awakened ability is S, even if the current power is E, it will gradually grow to S or even higher.

In a short time, senior officials will send people to conduct a nationwide awakening test for superpowers.

Everyone will be registered, and this data will be stored in the Personal Identity Information Center, just like blood type information.

At the same time, the potential of each individual will be assessed, and those with potential for awakening abilities will receive special care.

Based on the current situation, senior officials have already made plans early on, but they didn't expect everything to happen so quickly.

The Death Coffin accelerated the progress of these events, forcing the high-level officials to respond.

In the future, ten cities of superpowers will be built across the country, specifically for the residence of superhumans.

With the spread of the Breathing Technique, the number of people watching live broadcasts has drastically decreased.

Yan Dongxu had no choice but to end the live stream.

It is estimated that in a short time, it will no longer be feasible to earn publicity by using superpowers for live broadcasts.

At that time, the entire live streaming platform will be dominated by superhumans.

Those who haven't awakened any abilities will feel embarrassed to live stream.

In less than half an hour, there were more and more people live streaming the Breathing Technique.

However, the number of viewers in each live stream was also very small.

This situation also left the live streaming platform speechless.

But once a live stream successfully awakens the Breathing Technique, the number of viewers will definitely explode.

This is what the platform is expecting.

Yan Dongxu opened the door and walked out, preparing to have some water.

When he reached the living room, he was greatly surprised because at this moment, Zhao Qingqing, Xu Lu, and the others were all sitting cross-legged practicing the Breathing Technique.

Even Yan Xinran had a serious expression while practicing her breathing exercises.

Uncle De patiently taught them, especially paying great attention to Yan Xinran.

"What's going on? Are you all cultivating immortality?" Yan Dongxu joked as he grabbed a bottle of drink and walked over.

"Hmph, once I awaken, I'll make you work for me," Xu Lu opened her eyes and said determinedly.

"Make me work for you? I haven't studied law, so if you hire me, the only purpose would be to keep your bed warm," Yan Dongxu smirked.

"Ugh, I don't need you. You have a bad heart every day," Xu Lu glared at him and continued with her breathing exercises.

It can be seen that they were not practicing the official method of the Breathing Technique.

They were using the method taught by Uncle De.

Yan Dongxu wanted to teach them his own Qi Absorption Technique, but he was stopped by Uncle De.

"They have just become familiar with this method, so let them practice like this for now."

"Actually, my method is more effective for girls compared to yours," Yan Dongxu didn't understand these things, but Uncle De had experience, so he didn't say anything.

"Your sister has outstanding talent. She is a natural talent. If she is cultivated for a few years, it would be incredible. How about letting her become my disciple?"

Uncle De watched as Yan Xinran's eyes lit up with excitement, and he unexpectedly felt the desire to take her as his disciple.

"Oh... there's no need for that," Yan Dongxu's eyelid twitched, thinking to himself, "Is Uncle De really planning to train Yan Xinran to become an assassin?"

He didn't want his little sister to be involved in such dangerous activities. All he wished for Yan Xinran was to grow up happily and carefree.

"I understand your concerns. Don't worry, I won't make her an assassin. I just want to pass on my skills to her."

"The world has become increasingly complex, and it's necessary to have some means of self-defense. As for the path she chooses in the future, it will be up to her."

Uncle De sincerely spoke, his gaze earnestly seeking Yan Dongxu's approval.

"I'm afraid Xinran won't be able to bear the hardships," Yan Dongxu still hesitated to agree, but when he saw the disappointment and sadness in Uncle De's eyes, he couldn't bear it.

"Alright, if you really want to take her as your disciple, ask her opinion then."

"Okay, okay, okay!" Uncle De repeated three times, and his eyes regained their radiance.

"Xiao Xinran, stop practicing, Grandpa has something to ask you," Uncle De softly said.

Yan Xinran opened her eyes, looking puzzled as she glanced at Uncle De and then at her brother.

"What's the matter?"

"Do you want to be my disciple? Grandpa will teach you some skills."

"What kind of skills? Can they be eaten?" Yan Xinran asked seriously.

Pfft!

Yan Dongxu burst out laughing, and Zhao Qingqing and Xu Lu beside him also opened their eyes and laughed.

"Uh... they can't be eaten. But they can make you very powerful, like those superhumans who can fly and disappear!"

Uncle De passionately described, hoping that Yan Xinran would agree.

"If they can't be eaten, I won't do it," Yan Xinran firmly refused, completely stumping Uncle De.

Uncle De awkwardly looked at Yan Dongxu.

"I have no way to convince her." Yan Dongxu shrugged, indicating that it was Yan Xinran's own choice.

Suddenly, Yan Xinran, who had rejected Uncle De, spoke up, "If I become your disciple, will I get to eat ice cream every day?"

Everyone was stunned.

Uncle De nodded eagerly like a chick pecking at rice, "Yes, yes, yes! I'll buy you whatever you want to eat."

Yan Xinran's heart was instantly swayed.

Yan Dongxu cursed himself inwardly for having a little sister who was a foodie. She had completely tricked him.

"Well, do you have money? If you don't have money, I won't be your disciple."

Yan Xinran's practical remark made Uncle De burst into laughter, and Zhao Qingqing and Xu Lu beside her gave her a thumbs-up.

"I didn't expect you, little girl, to be a little money lover."

The more Uncle De looked at Xinran, the more he liked her, and he made up his mind to teach her everything he knew.

"Grandpa has money. When Grandpa is gone, all Grandpa's money will be yours," Uncle De said kindly.

Yan Dongxu and the others felt a tinge of bitterness upon hearing these words, their smiles fading.

But Yan Xinran, being young, couldn't perceive the sadness in those words and excitedly nodded in agreement.

Uncle De's eyes welled up with tears of excitement. He rarely spoke with the air of an elder.

But at this moment, he used the tone of an elder to instruct Zhao Qingqing to make tea.

He wanted Xinran to perform the ceremony of bowing to her master and offer him tea.

Zhao Qingqing obediently went to make tea, well aware that Uncle De was extremely happy right now.

After brewing the tea, little Xinran knelt down and respectfully called Uncle De as her master. Holding the tea cup handed to him by Zhao Qingqing, she said to Uncle De, "Please have some tea, Master."

"Very well!" Uncle De chuckled and took a sip of the fragrant tea, then immediately helped Xinran to her feet.

"Dongxu, come here. There are some things I need to discuss with you," Uncle De said with a serious tone, calling Yan Dongxu over.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingqing and Xu Lu quickly walked to the side, giving the two of them space for a private conversation.

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