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

Lao Mo returned home to find Teacher Che Shujun cooking dinner. Despite having been busy all day and staying late to record scores, he still took the initiative, put on an apron, and began chopping vegetables beside her.


"You should go play with Little DouDou. I can manage here," Che Shujun said with a smile.


"It's okay, I'll wait until Little DouDou calls for me."


Lao Mo continued to help with plucking the vegetables.


Teacher Che Shujun was a middle school teacher, a very formidable one at that; not long after getting married, she was already on the brink of earning the title of associate senior teacher.


For a young middle school teacher, it was an exceptional feat.


But then she got pregnant with Little Mo, with Dou Dou.


So she told Lao Mo that now, with a family of three, both of us couldn't be workaholics.


And in our family, Teacher Mo happens to be a bit more remarkable.


The responsibility of looking after the child, I'll take on a bit more of it, she said.


Chapter 254: The Descent of the Saint Heir