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Chapter 92: Is it really a superpower?

Chapter 92: Is it really a superpower?

"Cool!" Parker pressed his face against the windowpane and looked down, watching the robotic arm, submerged in gel, slowly spray out high-grade rubber and metal wires, 3D printing out the frame of a bodysuit.

"I never imagined I'd actually have my own battle suit!"

Then, Parker became a little worried.

Judging from the machine in front of us, this suit must be very expensive.

"Um, boss, how much is this shirt?" Parker mimicked Gu Zixin's way of addressing him, also calling Chu Wuji "boss": "I'll work hard to pay it back in the future."

Chu Wuji stood to the side with his arms crossed, looking at him: "How old are you?"

"Uh, he just turned eighteen the month before last?" Parker recalled.

Since his mother passed away, Parker has rarely celebrated his birthday, sometimes even forgetting about it a day or two later.

"Then consider it your coming-of-age ceremony."

Parker was right; the suit in front of him was made of materials that were at least D-grade. You should know that even the Nichirin Blade in Demon Slayer was only made of E-grade material, Scarlet Ore.

After printing, the robotic arm slowly retracted, and the gel supporting the suit was also removed, leaving only a black battle suit that was unfolded by two small hooks.

"Give it a try."

Before Chu Wuji could finish speaking, Parker, like Kabuto bursting out of his armor, swiftly stripped off all his clothes and put on the black battle suit.

The suit was designed by Puck himself, and its appearance is somewhat like a biological version of Genji. It is all black, with a red glowing line running straight through the body from the top of the head and ending at the hip.

The head is a combination of Genji's helmet and a racing helmet, with a flip-up visor.

Chu Wuji had asked Parker why he designed such a flip-up mask, and Parker's answer was that it would allow him to release his thermal vision.

Yes, Parker's abilities are exactly the same as Ronan's, whether it's super speed, a body of steel, or even the biofield that allows him to take off.

This made Chu Wuji somewhat suspicious.

Are Parker and Ronan's abilities really superpowers?

As Chu Tong's older brother, Chu Wuji naturally understood the manifestations of superpowers.

A normal superpower can be viewed as a "label" or "term," and all ability development revolves around this term.

Take Chu Tong for example. Whether it's ordinary acceleration, mental acceleration, or even receiving the consciousness of her future self, it can all be related to the word "acceleration".

But Parker is different from Ronan. Super speed and a body of steel can be arguably the transformations that reality has brought to his body.

But from the perspectives of "heat vision" and "biological standpoint," it's impossible to see any connection between them.

Rather than real-world superpowers, the two of them seem more like superpowered beings from a Marvel or DC universe.

Is this the special feature that Chu Tong mentioned in the future?

However, rather than blindly guessing, Chu Wuji chose a more direct approach of exploration.

Chu Wuji reached into his collar and pulled out a small silver stick, about the length of a pencil, which he handed to Parker, who was jumping around excitedly after getting dressed.

"Give me a vial of blood, and I'll get you a medical report."

"Okay, boss!" Parker didn't suspect anything, thinking it was just the usual procedure for signing up for superheroes. Before Chu Wuji could even teach him how to use it, he casually took it, pricked his arm, and sucked out a tube of dark red venous blood.

Not to mention blood tests, my boss is so good to me. He paid for my battle suit and went to great lengths to help me rent an apartment, arrange a job, and register for Superhero.

Parker hadn't felt this kind of warmth since his mother passed away.

Even if Parker were to extract bone marrow for Chu Wuji, Parker would most likely only hesitate for a moment and then ask if anesthesia could be administered.

"How come you're so skilled?" Chu Wuji asked curiously.

"Oh." Parker looked a little embarrassed. "I was short of money before, so I had to sell my blood to save money for school."

Selling blood?

Chu Wuji still remembered his experience of ordering blood from Noah Biotechnology. Cloned blood was so cheap, yet Parker's blood could still be sold.

It seems that the technological gap between different cities is quite large.

However, it seems there's nothing wrong with the blood test.

If Parker's blood could be easily identified as something special, Clyde Wickerson probably wouldn't have let him sell his blood for money so easily.

Despite thinking this, Chu Wuji still took advantage of Parker's inattention and turned his head to squeeze the tube of blood into his mouth.

The next moment, Chu Wuji's pupils widened suddenly.

...Parker.

"What's wrong, boss... I can't reach the zipper!" Parker, still struggling to reach the zipper on his back, turned around in confusion and saw Chu Wuji's back.

How much sugar do you usually consume?

Parker counted on his fingers as if reciting a familiar story: "Well, I usually drink three Cokes and one milk tea a day, then have sugary donuts drizzled with maple syrup and colorful sugar flowers..."

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"Stop, stop, stop!"

Chu Wuji finally recovered from the sweetness in his blood; he only felt as if he had drunk a mouthful of syrup.

"Be more restrained in the future."

This was the first time he had ever heard of a recipe that involved using sugar to coat sugar and eat sugar; it was truly an eye-opener.

Sure enough, Parker had a health problem.

Let alone ordinary people, even a first-level martial artist would probably die if they ate like that. Before being cremated, they would stuff a corn kernel into the stomach and everyone in the crematorium would get to eat popcorn with syrup.

As Chu Wuji expected, after drinking this mouthful of blood, he felt no different from drinking the blood of an ordinary person.

Is it because Parker couldn't fully unleash his power?

Thinking of this, Chu Wuji turned his head and waved to Parker, who had finally found the zipper: "It's time to go. Let's go and help you get used to your abilities."

"Boss, I don't think we need to be so radical. You know I'm still in high school, and I have a big dream."

Standing atop the skyscraper, Parker looked down at the crowd that now seemed as small as ants, and felt a chill run down his spine.

"I want more..."

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"Stop talking nonsense, you won't die as long as I'm here." Chu Wuji stepped forward and kicked Parker in the butt, watching him scream and struggle like a rat that had taken some kind of drug but wasn't completely dead, falling off the high building.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

"Thump!"

"Ahhh! Someone jumped off a building and committed suicide!!!"

Amidst screams from passersby, Parker pulled his head out of the concrete pavement, a trickle of blood flowing from the top of his head.

"See, you're not going to die." Chu Wuji, who had appeared in front of him at some point, chuckled and pulled Parker up, subtly lifting the man's helmet and wiping away the bloodstains as if to be kind.

I thought you would save me.

"Believe in yourself, Parker." Chu Wuji turned away from the light, leaving Parker with a towering figure.

At this moment, Parker really wanted to say a word that started with F and ended with K, but his upbringing wouldn't allow it.

He didn't see that Chu Wuji put the blood from his finger to his mouth.