Kryptonian Abilities

"Tch, you guys just know how to say nice things. With injuries that serious, there's no way I'd be better in a few days. Let's talk later—I'm starving right now." Xing Ran had just thought the nurse's comment about his good constitution was odd, and now hearing Hai Yi say the same thing, he naturally understood they were just trying to cheer him up.

"I wouldn't say empty words. Given the state you were in when you were brought in yesterday, you shouldn't have woken up today. Severe brain concussion—I thought you'd need at least three days to come to. But here you are, perfectly fine after just one day. If that's not good constitution, what is? Don't believe me? I'll go get the doctor right now." Yamanaka Hai Yi wasn't a man of many words. In the original story, his poor articulation had stretched a ten-second report to twenty seconds, making him push so hard he got a nosebleed. Hearing Xing Ran doubt him, he was about to head out and fetch a doctor to clarify.

Watching Hai Yi rush out in a fluster, Xing Ran felt a stir in his heart. This relative of his truly had nothing but good intentions. If there was any bond Xing Ran had in this world since his transmigration, it was probably just Hai Yi, his nominal guardian.

Snapping apart the disposable chopsticks, since Hai Yi was out, it was mealtime now. X-ray vision and all that could wait—filling his stomach came first.

"Whoosh—"

Steaming hot ramen—not everyone could wolf it down in seconds like Kakashi. Faced with the misty, fragrant meal, Xing Ran naturally had to blow on it first to cool it down.

Then Xing Ran saw something incredible. The ramen, which had just been steaming hot, began to cool at a visible rate. When he finished blowing, he stared in shock to find a thin layer of solidified fat on the surface—a sign of low temperature.

What the hell?

Cold breath? Super freeze breath? So I've awakened multiple superpowers after all.

"Doctor, don't you agree Xing Ran's recovery is just like a monster? That brat probably never got hurt this bad before, so he doesn't even know how tough his own body is, hahaha."

Suddenly, Hai Yi's voice rang in Xing Ran's ears, startling him. If Hai Yi found out the ramen he'd just bought had nearly turned into ice, he'd definitely sense something was off. Flustered, Xing Ran looked toward the door.

But there was nothing there. Then, the sound of footsteps—tap, tap, tap—came through his ears again.

His mind had been scrambled by the freeze breath earlier, but listening more carefully now, he realized the footsteps were still far from the hospital room door. Judging by the sound, it'd take at least a minute to get here.

This—his hearing had gotten stronger too!

Actually, Xing Ran should have noticed earlier. From the moment he woke up, the sounds in his ears had been noisy, with everyone speaking unusually loud. At first, he thought Konoha Hospital had terrible soundproofing, but now it was clear his hearing had sharpened way too much.

Still time—how to deal with this frozen ramen? Xing Ran stared at the bowl, his mind racing. He absolutely couldn't let Hai Yi see that the ramen he'd brought had been frozen. Hai Yi would never believe Xing Ran had awakened the Ice Shield Bloodline Limit. So what excuse could he use?

Just then, the ramen he was staring at intently began to emit a faint wisp of steam, followed by bubbles gurgling up in the broth. The ramen was boiling right before his eyes.

This was—Heat vision!

Damn, was he awakening too many superpowers today? Super hearing, X-ray vision, freeze breath, heat vision.

He'd been transmigrated for so long with no sign of a cheat, and now it all came flooding in at once. Xing Ran touched his head—if he went bald, would he become invincible?

His soft, tousled hair shattered that fantasy, but the wild thoughts weren't a total waste. Xing Ran had an idea—maybe this was the true nature of his transmigration perk.

Leaning back on the hospital bed, Xing Ran's face suddenly turned serious, as if he was straining hard. As time passed, his whole face flushed red.

Gradually, the bed seemed off. The part covered by the blanket lifted slightly.

"Xing Ran, I brought the doctor. With the doctor here, you'll believe me this time, right?" The sudden voice startled Xing Ran. He'd been too focused and hadn't noticed that two people were now at the door: his nominal guardian, Yamanaka Hai Yi, and a doctor in a little white cap, white mask, and white uniform.

The doctor had no distinguishing features at all. If not for the work badge on his chest identifying him, he'd look no different from a nurse, orderly, or any other medical staff—utterly forgettable.

"Whoosh!"

Xing Ran let out a heavy breath, picked up the ramen in front of him, and grinned at Hai Yi, his smile stretching ear to ear. Then, ignoring everyone, he started wolfing it down. He had to use eating the ramen to hide the fact that he was about to burst out laughing. Luckily, the ramen had turned hot again.

No one noticed that the blanket had returned to its original height.

Two minutes later, the doctor left Xing Ran's room. He'd only come out of respect for Hai Yi, a Jonin of the Intelligence Division, to tell Xing Ran his specific condition. After delivering the news, he left.

Based on the Medical Squad's assessment from yesterday, Xing Ran's injuries should have kept him hospitalized for at least ten days to half a month. Even after discharge, full recovery would take nearly five months.

But the recent dressing changes showed that Xing Ran's body was incredibly strong, with a recovery rate like the legendary Uzumaki Clan. His discharge time would be greatly shortened. According to the latest results, he could be discharged in at most five days, and the time needed for full recovery would also be drastically reduced.

Yamanaka Hai Yi was visibly overjoyed, rambling on and on without getting his words straight. But Xing Ran could feel it—Hai Yi was genuinely thrilled for him.

On the surface, Xing Ran showed nothing, but inside, his excitement was no less than Hai Yi's—in fact, a hundred times greater.

Just now, though it had been tough, he'd really flown. Or rather, floated. The blanket lifting was because Xing Ran had tried to levitate.

This was the power of a comic character he'd loved in his past life—the ability of the DC Hero, Superman!

He remembered now. In his past life, young as he was, he'd died in a hospital bed while playing a Superman VR game. It made sense that he'd awakened these powers in this life.

Flight. Eyes that could unleash devastating heat rays. A mouth that could blow freezing cold air. Super hearing—at its peak, he could even hear the prayers of someone on the other side of the Earth. Super vision—not just seeing far, but seeing through things. Beyond that, every era's Superman had different levels of strength, but what Xing Ran had discovered so far was just the tip of the iceberg.

If he could become the Silver Age Superman, he'd be invincible. Xing Ran watched Hai Yi leave, then lay in bed, too excited to sleep, fantasizing about sneezing and blowing up the solar system. That would be absolutely epic.

Superman's abilities span several eras. The strongest is the Silver Age. But in common film and television works, Superman is usually based on the Iron Age, Post-modern, or New 52 Era templates.

P.S. 2: Due to censorship not passing, the chapter uploaded on October 1st only got approved on the 7th. Subsequent updates will return to normal.