As Nie Chuan slowly calmed down, we all let out a long sigh of relief. Moving my body away from Nie Chuan, I saw he was drenched in sweat, yet there was no residual Nian within him; he was almost exactly as he was before awakening.

Nie Chuan sat up, gasping for breath for a moment, before saying, "I felt like my body was about to explode just now. It's a good thing you guys held me down in time; otherwise, I have no idea what would have happened." I frowned and said, "Such immense power, yet I can't sense any strength in your body at all?" Nie Chuan looked puzzled.

"Then what was happening just now?" I was puzzled too, wondering if the Nian Nie Chuan generated was also white, making it blend with his vital signs, which is why I couldn't perceive it. But that couldn't be right either.

The Nian related to vital signs was shaped like blood vessels, whereas the kind that generated force was a densely packed mass. After studying it for a while, none of us could figure out what had happened.

So I told Nie Chuan, "Don't try to gather Nian again for now. Let me research this first." Nie Chuan shrugged with a hint of resignation.

"It seems I’m just not cut out for this." Daxiong and I both patted his shoulder. "Quite the opposite.

Your Nian has awakened. Perhaps the rampage just now completely exhausted it all.

Give it time, and your body should start generating more on its own." Nie Chuan smiled faintly. "It's fine, don't worry about me.

You should focus on helping Daxiong control his Nian quickly, or no amount of trousers will be enough for him to go through." I nodded and said to Daxiong, "Come on, I'll teach you how to control your Nian." With that, I picked up a small pebble from the ground and said, "Hold this." Daxiong inexplicably took the stone from my hand and looked at me. I simply smiled slightly and took out my flashlight, clicking it on.

Then I strode out about twenty meters to a massive boulder and placed the flashlight upright behind it. Afterward, I walked back and said to Daxiong, "See that beam of light from the flashlight behind the boulder?

Use the stone in your hand to smash the flashlight until the light disappears." Daxiong instantly became angry. "Are you joking with me?

Not only is it that far, but even if I throw it perfectly, there’s no way I can hit the flashlight behind the boulder, right? It’s blocked by the rock!" I spread my hands.

"If you truly want to hit it, you will hit it." Daxiong was speechless for a moment, cursed under his breath, and then threw the stone toward the large boulder. This throw didn't even come close to hitting the flashlight; it missed the large boulder entirely.

I kicked his backside. "Throw with your mind!" Daxiong didn't say anything.

He picked up another stone. "I don't believe it." This time, he missed by a mile again.

I mocked him from the side. "Didn't you want to be a Superman?

If you can't even manage this, how can you be Superman?" Daxiong shot me a look. "Don't underestimate me!" He raised his arm high, unleashing his brute strength, and hurled the stone forward with a swoosh.

This time, I saw the stone enveloped in a sheath of crimson Nian, and my heart leaped with joy. But judging by the stone's trajectory, it flew in a straight line, rather than arcing around to the back of the boulder.

The stone slammed directly into the giant rock, instantly erupting in a flash of fire that quickly vanished. I thought to myself, this was just like Daxiong’s thinking—no curves allowed.

He had merely layered Nian onto the stone, attempting to blast straight through the boulder. This kind of approach was something only he could conceive.

With Daxiong’s current strength, it was certainly impossible, but seeing the fire erupt from the stone, he immediately grew excited and asked, "Did you see that! The stone can turn into a bomb!" I was speechless, watching him throw stone after stone wreathed in flame.

In the end, I mused, perhaps different people manifest this ability in different ways? My wild thought of making Daxiong curve the stone might have violated some fundamental principle.

As I was thinking this, Nie Chuan suddenly called my name from behind. When I turned around, I saw he was holding a stone in his hand.

So I smiled and said, "What, you want to try too?" Nie Chuan frowned deeply. "Watching him throw makes me anxious.

To hit that flashlight, we don't necessarily have to smash the rock or make the stone curve. For example, we could do this." He forcefully threw the stone, but the direction wasn't toward the large boulder; it was aimed at the sky.

I watched, utterly confused, about to say something, when I saw the stone strike the cavern ceiling. It bounced off and shot straight down toward the flashlight behind the boulder.

One second later, there was a smack, and the flashlight toppled over. I was stunned.

Daxiong also froze, turning to look at us. Just as I was thinking it must have been a coincidence, Nie Chuan said, "I can do this too." Saying that, he picked up another stone and threw it toward the side of the large boulder.

This time, the stone struck a smaller rock next to the main boulder, causing a refraction, which then bounced toward a tiny pebble behind the flashlight, which then rebounded and hit the flashlight that had already fallen. Actually, that wasn't the most shocking part.

The most unbelievably incredible thing was that after being struck, the flashlight somehow righted itself, just like before. Watching that beam of light shoot straight toward the sky, I was utterly dumbfounded.

"You... How did you do that?

You're my idol!" Daxiong ran over and hugged Nie Chuan’s leg, asking. Nie Chuan pointed to his eyes.

"Daxiong, do you know how many hairs are on your head?" Daxiong was on the verge of tears, pouting as he asked, "How many?" Nie Chuan replied with perfect calm, "102,357 strands. No, one fell out while you were talking; that makes 102,356." Daxiong started crying, his emotions running high.

"What about my nose hairs?" I kicked Daxiong onto the ground and asked, "What is 77,886 multiplied by 88,776?" Nie Chuan answered almost instantly. "6,914,407,536..." Whether he was right or wrong, I nearly knelt down right there.

After the shock subsided, I told him, "It seems that while your Nian hasn't coalesced, your superpower has awakened: calculation." Nie Chuan looked down at his hands. "We don't have time to waste.

My cells are dying at a rate of 1,370 per second, and only about 1,277 are regenerating. At this rate, I only have about 20,000 days left to live, which is nearly 2,022,880,700 seconds.

We must hurry." For some reason, I felt both admiration and annoyance toward this version of Nie Chuan; I didn't know what to say. At that moment, Nie Chuan checked the thermometer on his military watch and added, "Wait.

The ambient air temperature was fluctuating between 25.753 and 27.787 degrees Celsius just now. It has now increased by 0.002 degrees and continues to rise, meaning at least three hundred small creatures are approaching us." Hearing this, I was startled and looked back.

I saw a dark mass of creatures pouring out from a fissure in the mountain of blades that had been blasted apart by Nie Chuan's arc of light moments ago. I recognized them as the rats that had attacked me before.

It seemed they had regrouped for revenge. "The number is still increasing: 377, 389..." Nie Chuan kept mumbling the count when I grabbed his arm.

"I finally understand why the Monkey King in Journey to the West wanted to kill Tang Sanzang! Stop counting, let’s go!" "Wait!

No need to run," Nie Chuan said, pulling his hand free. I thought he was about to recite more numbers at me, but instead, he said, "There's a deep pit behind us designed to crush bodies.

If these things dare to approach, they'll be instantly ground into paste." What he said made sense, so I relaxed my urgency slightly. But I still told them both, "It’s safer if we cross two more deep pits." With a wave of my hand, I sent Nie Chuan across.

Upon landing on the opposite bank, Nie Chuan commented, "Your calculation was slightly off. If you had moved me one meter further, or released the buffering energy one second sooner, my leg wouldn't be so numb." I was speechless for a moment and waved Daxiong across as well.

Daxiong has acrophobia. Before I could buffer his descent, he let out a fart that prevented him from crashing, though it unfortunately set his pants on fire again.

I didn't have time to mock him; I jumped across myself. Just then, I looked back and saw the massive wave of rats had reached the front of the first pit.

They plunged into the pit without hesitation, and the Bull Head Mechanism activated almost simultaneously. I heard a deafening rumble mixed with strange squeaks, and the rats inside the pit were instantly turned into pulp.

However, the rats behind them ignored the sacrifice of their comrades and charged forward, stepping over the corpses like a surging black tide. The three of us looked horrified and hastily retreated.

Although the Bull Head Mechanism was formidable, once it reset, it would take a long time for the second wave to activate. In that time, the wave of rats would certainly overwhelm us all.

I urged Daxiong to flee, but he picked up a stone and threw it at the lead rat. The stone exploded upon hitting the rat’s forehead, instantly igniting a cluster of rats, which significantly slowed their advance.

It was then that I realized this was no longer a solo fight. Three people with superpowers together might achieve the unexpected.

So I took out the bow and arrow I was carrying, ready to shoot. Nie Chuan, however, told me, "Don't shoot that one.

Shoot the right leg of the leading rat on the far left. When it falls, it will trip the two behind it, and through this chain reaction, the entire left flank of the rat army will be temporarily halted." Hearing that, I was speechless once again.