A piece of snow cake

Chen Yuan found that his superpowers refreshed every week.
The first week, he noticed a red number attached to any object that exhibited signs of life, ranging from hundreds, thousands, to tens of thousands, and more. The smallest number he had ever seen was 0.00001, atop a teddy bear. A second later, a large truck crushed it.
The second week, he discovered he could hear others' inner voices, uncontrollable. Whatever they thought, they would continuously pour into his head, keeping him from daring to visit places like subways and shopping malls. Moreover, he no longer dared to directly look at the girl with bangs sitting in the back seat who usually kept quiet...
Subsequently, he refreshed other special abilities such as Dream Connection and Body Swapping.
Several weeks later, his superpowers stopped updating. After several peaceful days, he was ready to return to his normal life. Yet, a girl wearing red stood under a gingko tree, tilted her head at him, and asked: "Can you see me?"

My Superpower Refreshes Every Week

"So… do you know how to do them all?"


Xu Yicheng was stunned. What was this kid talking about?


Most people said they had given up on the last big question worth 20 points!


"Pretty much know how to do them all," Chen Yuan continued blandly.


Anyway, he had no idea what the actual exam papers were like.


When the scores came out, it wouldn't be a full score, but still ridiculously high.


Xu Yicheng naturally interpreted it as: Oh, he probably lost some points on the details.


When talking with the teachers about this student, Xu Yicheng even heard that just one and a half months ago, he had just made it onto the list of Special Assistants.


Probably, external forces played quite a role too.


Xu Yicheng had his daughter talk about the person she liked because an idol like Liu Cheng Xi was a great motivator for her.


The idol was a technical secondary school's rapper with fans of mostly the same educational background.


Chapter 181: The Rain that Follows People (Thanks to the Miaolord of Whispering Language)_3