I, the Earth’s Only Superpowered Human
Xi Gu discovered that he had gained a superpower. Not an overwhelming one—just that with each passing day, he would become one percent stronger than he was the day before. So, ten days later, his strength had increased by 0.1 times; after a hundred days, he was 2.7 times as powerful; after a thousand days, his physical abilities were equivalent to 20,959 times his original self; and after three thousand days... If he became the world's only superhuman, possessing an indestructible body, the power to stir tsunamis, and a speed surpassing sound itself, what would humanity pursue? Status? Power? Wealth? Beauty? Yet, for Xi Gu—his greatest wish was simply to make this boring world more and more interesting, again and again, without end.
I, the Earth’s Only Superpowered Human
On a certain day, exactly fifteen years and three months into his life, Xi Gu suddenly realized he had become someone with special abilities.
At first, there were no obvious signs. It was just that on a Sunday morning, after getting out of bed, Xi Gu distinctly felt something different about his body.
It wasn’t a fundamental, essential change.
No strange markings appeared on his skin.
Neither of his eyes had changed color.
No horns grew from his head.
His limbs showed no signs of deformity.
There was no eerie aura swirling around him.
—It was simply a slow, gradual evolution, building up little by little.
"Has my eyesight… gotten better?" he wondered, taking off his glasses, which had a prescription of 350. To his surprise, the world appeared clearer without them, as if his nearsightedness had halved overnight.
He bounced up and down on the spot, discovering his body felt much lighter than before.
Though he noticed these changes, Xi Gu merely took them as a sign of growing up and quickly dismissed them.
The next day, the transformation continued.
Upon waking, Xi Gu found he was even lighter than the day before, and his eyesight had improved further.
He took off his glasses entirely, and the world before him was bright and sharp, something he hadn't experienced in a long time.
Curious, Xi Gu swung his fist through the air. The wind from his punch made a crisp tearing sound, like fabric splitting.
This put him in an even better mood.
That day during gym clas
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