But Chen Ping is mediocre and has nothing.

In other words, the vast majority of people living in this era have nothing.

They only deserve to be spectators.

One hundred million people have awakened their powers. This number seems to be a lot and seems exaggerated.

But don’t forget, there are seven billion people in the world.

In proportion, that is one-seventyth.

Let’s use some simple and direct data. Is it difficult to be the first in a class?

As for awakening superpowers, there may not be one in each class, not to mention that it is much more difficult than getting the first place in the exam. After all, if you get the first place in the exam, you can still work hard and strive for it.

But things like awakening completely depend on the face and the individual's physique.

If there is, there will be, and if there is not, there will be no.

Don't ask why, just ask fate.

An ordinary person like Chen Ping was naturally arranged to be ordinary by fate.

It is just the denominator, not the numerator.

It is just an inconspicuous little wave in the great tide of the times. It disappears in a blink of an eye and cannot attract attention at all.

Just like pedestrians coming and going on the road, no one will let others take a second look.

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…

"Jianbing fruit, selling pancake fruit!"

"Come and take a look at the Murong Shaobing from my Murong family. It is heated with bare hands. It tastes extraordinary!"

A vendor who set up a stall was hawking at the intersection, his hands were red and hot, he was shaking and slapping the pancakes in his hands, and patting the pancakes and fruits in his hands until they were ripe.

The movements are gorgeous and the fragrance is overflowing.

Each pancake and fruit always tastes different in his hands.

Therefore, his small stall is always crowded with people, and it is a popular breakfast spot in the nearby streets.

Chen Ping stopped for the hawker on the road, walked silently to the pancake and fruit stall, ate the fried dough sticks, looked at the pancake and fruit, and drooled from the corner of his mouth.

What a wonderful ability…

If only he could have such a magical ability.

He burns a thousand sesame seed cakes to eat every day!

In this era, every awakened person has no worries about food and clothing.

"Boss, I also want pancakes and fruit, ten of them!"

"Hahaha, Xiaoping, are you here to buy cakes for your friends again?"

The pancake and fruit boss seemed to know Chen Ping very well. He was busy and even greeted Chen Ping with a smile.

Chen Ping's face blushed slightly, and then he said seriously: "Well... I suddenly remembered that my friends said they were a little hungry, so let's make twenty!"

"Okay! Those friends of yours are really delicious!" The boss is a cheerful person and agreed with a smile.

This young man was a big customer of his shaobing stall, so he was particularly impressed.

Chen Ping had finished eating the fried dough sticks and was waiting quietly aside, greedily looking at the pancakes and fruit that were constantly turning.

At this time, pedestrians on the road not far away suddenly heard screams and commotion.

Chen Ping heard the sound and looked towards the other side of the street.

I found a man with a briefcase in his eyes who still had dark circles under his eyes after working overtime. He suddenly fell to his knees, covering his heart, his eyes were red, drooling, and screaming heartbreakingly.

"ah……!!!"

The miserable screams echoed throughout the street.

A large number of passers-by looked sideways and looked at the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground with surprise.

"What's up with him?"

"Want to help call the police?"

"Something's wrong! There's something wrong with his look!"

Some pedestrians seemed to realize something, and their expressions suddenly changed.

"He is awakening!"

boom!

A thick purple thunder suddenly struck down from the clear sky.

The deafening thunder caused countless people to suffer from tinnitus.

People on the whole street were shocked.

Then something even more shocking happened to them.

The middle-aged man's body was exploded by the purple thunder, and large tracts of flesh and blood were splashed out. The flesh and blood twisted and stretched under the catalysis of lightning, and then quickly expanded into a huge blood cell. Finally, the blood cell condensed and reorganized, turning into

A monster dozens of meters tall!

The whole process is very fast.

Soon, the huge body taller than the building occupied the sight of passers-by.

The monster's skin was blue and black, its body was thin, and it stood upright like a human. Its six arms were stretched out like Buddha's hands, but the claws at the end were sharp and sharp, and wisps of fine purple electric current flowed throughout its body.
Chapter completed!