The more Chen Ping ate, the more excited he became. He ate harder and harder, and suddenly he felt a sense of suffocation.

Chen Ping felt like something was stuck in his esophagus.

Oops!

Choked!

Chen Ping's face turned red instantly, and he covered his neck with a look of pain on his face.

"Oops! Xiaoping choked on his hamburger!"

"Quick, brother, take a sip of water!"

There was an anxious voice in my head.

Chen Ping naturally wanted to drink more water. He immediately put his hand on the cup next to him and took a swig of water, but it was no use.

His face turned from red to livid.

"Pat yourself on the back!"

"Use the Heimlich maneuver quickly!"

"Damn it, how can he use the Heimlich maneuver alone?"

A group of gods were racing around in my head.

None of them can directly come to reality and help Chen Ping.

"There is no other way, brother Chen Ping, use my power!"

"Yes, yes! Brother, I can give you my power!"

"It is my duty as a god to save my master from danger, woof!"

"Hurry up, or it will be too late. If you continue like this, you will be choked to death. Xiaoping, use my power!"

A group of gods began to express their intention to lend their power to Chen Ping, so that Chen Ping could escape the fate of being choked to death!

Chen Ping clenched his fist stubbornly.

Do you need to use the power of gods because you choke on something?

It's so embarrassing.

It's so embarrassing!

Every time he borrows the power of a god, his body will be eroded by that god. Such an important power is obviously used to save the world, why should he use this power even if he eats or gets choked?

Is he such a waste?

He was just choked, couldn't he overcome it?!

Even if I, Chen Ping, die!

Don’t borrow the power of gods on this kind of thing!

An inexplicable self-esteem made Chen Ping want to rely on his own strength to survive this crisis!

The increasingly uncomfortable feeling of suffocation almost eroded all of his consciousness.

His vision was blurring, and the shouts of the gods in his mind were getting farther and farther away.

Chen Ping was suddenly frightened. Could it be that he was really going to choke to death?

groove!

It can't be so frustrating, right?!

"strength……"

"I want to borrow your power!"

This word appeared in Chen Ping's mind, but his consciousness was sinking.

The gods still couldn't lend him their power.

Chen Ping felt extremely sad inside, unable to breathe, unable to move, in great pain, and his entire consciousness was sinking and blurred...

Isn't it so funny...

The era of the Great Awakening.

An ordinary me.

Actually about to choke to death?

Chen Ping thought of Sisyphus and the mortal who fought against the gods.

No……

He must not be so cowardly.

His life must not end like this!

Chen Ping didn't know where the strength came from, and it actually broke through the limits of his body.

"ah……!!!"

A burst of energy surged out of Chen Ping's abdomen.

"puff!"

The food stuck in the throat shot against the wall like cannonballs.

boom!

The house shook violently.

The wall collapsed and was covered with large cracks.

Smoke and dust are everywhere.

Chen Ping fell to his knees and gasped for air.

His blurred vision gradually became clearer, and his eyes opened wide.

Chen Ping felt that the blood in his body was actually boiling, his whole body was heating up, and he was full of strength.

"This power..."

Chen Ping stood up slowly, with a somewhat dazed look on his face, seriously feeling the unusual heat in his body, which was completely different from borrowing the power of a god.

"This power..."
Chapter completed!