In the beginning, traffic and electricity were still operating normally.
Yet some people, much like wild dogs that had caught the scent of meat, began to grow bold.
The man hacking at the door was not actually a resident of this neighborhood; he was a worker from a construction site and had been among those running a fever yesterday. He had always been fond of reading superpower web novels, and upon discovering that he had grown incomparably strong—though this was the weakest kind of superpower among all the ones in the stories he read—the mere fact that he possessed it was proof that the world was quietly changing.
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