Chapter 28: The Leader

At this moment, with Fang Can's revelation, the suspicions of these people were thoroughly confirmed.

This formless pressure was indeed something only a superpowered individual could possess.

Following that, a wild euphoria surged into their hearts.

They were actually classmates with a superpowered individual.

Excellent, it is my Lord Superpowered One; we are saved!

Due to the lifelong teachings and examples set in the New Nation, the thought that superpowered individuals are ice has been carved into their very bones.

Although not forcibly required, in some etiquette classes, teaching students how to kneel when meeting a superpowered individual has become a basic courtesy.

In their eyes, superpowered individuals had already become a new kind of higher race, seemingly possessing reproductive isolation from ordinary humans.

So when Fang Can exposed his identity, regardless of what his superpower was, he had already surpassed ordinary people by far on the level of personality.

As for Fang Can, he should have severely condemned such bad habits, but unfortunately, the superpowered individual these people were kneeling to was himself.

Fang Can: Although kneeling is an extreme form of etiquette, since it is popular among the people of the New Nation, I cannot refuse; I can only comply.

As for the thoughts of these classmates?

Thinking that they were actually studying in the same classroom with a superpowered individual for three years, if these people could hold back their joy without humming, their willpower was considered firm.

Looking at these people whose bodies trembled with excitement after his identity was exposed, Fang Can calmly continued speaking:

"I originally wanted to interact with you as an ordinary person, but obviously the current situation does not allow it, so I had no choice but to reveal my hand."

Saying this, Fang Can slowly withdrew his Heart Image; in merely a dozen seconds, he felt that one-third of his Heart Image had been consumed.

As soon as he withdrew his Heart Image and the intimidation effect vanished, the entire class rushed forward; they wanted to reach out and touch, to have close contact with the legendary superpowered individual.

But just before making contact, they withdrew as if struck by electricity.

Because without the other party's permission, direct contact was clearly an overstepping of bounds.

Looking at the youth before him, the history teacher spoke first: "My Lord Fang Can, what should we do now?"

"As you please." Fang Can shook his head lightly and said:

"The situation is critical, and order may collapse at any moment, so I can allow you to spread my name and rely on my title to maintain order."

Fang Can spoke concisely; now the entire city, except for the lack of signal, was no different from before, and the only problem was the lack of confidence.

At this time, it was not even ten days until the Carnival Day; by then, as long as they successfully endured it, all order would be restored.

As for whether these people did not know how to use a tiger's skin as a banner?

It did not matter; as long as the fact that Fang Can was a superpowered individual was spread, naturally, a host of order supporters would step forward.

Thinking of this, Fang Can placed his hand on the history teacher's shoulder and said: "You all make way."

Watching the two paths automatically part as the crowd entered, Fang Can passed them indifferently and walked toward the classroom exit.

While the history teacher was still delighted that he had been touched by a superpowered individual, a student said: "My Lord Fang Can, where are you going now?"

"Home." Fang Can said without turning his head.

"Then... then what about us?" a student asked in confusion.

Fang Can: "As you please."

Watching the figure walk out of the classroom, everyone hesitated and wavered, but when they heard the chaotic noise from other classes nearby, a girl gritted her teeth and quietly followed Fang Can.

With the first one, the second quickly followed; under the herd mentality, all the students in the class, including the teacher, followed behind Fang Can.

Regarding this situation, Fang Can made no response, neither agreeing nor opposing, allowing their tense hearts to relax.

Compared to the chaotic situation in other classes, this orderly behavior quickly attracted the attention of those around.

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

A student from another class hurriedly approached the line and asked the students of this class, thinking this was the school's latest instruction.

Looking at the students from other classes who were still shaken, a sense of superiority rose from the entire line: "Do you see that person ahead? He is a noble superpowered individual."

"Superpowered individual!!!" The asking student widened his eyes, but seeing the certainty of this group, he hurriedly ran away.

One minute later, a series of trampling sounds came from the stairs; students and teachers from several classes all hurriedly came downstairs and joined the line behind Fang Can.

In just a few short minutes, the line behind Fang Can had already multiplied to over a hundred people, all silently following behind him, with no one leaving.

But this was merely the beginning, because as the number of people increased, more and more students noticed this group.

One class, two classes, three classes...

When Fang Can reached the school gate, all the teachers and students of the entire school had already gathered behind him.

Some wanted to approach and talk to Fang Can, but were subsequently stopped by the students of Fang Can's class on the grounds that one could not collide with a noble superpowered individual.

Soon, Fang Can and the thousands of teachers and students behind him, marching in a mighty procession, walked toward the direction of home.

When the number of people reached a certain scale, the psychology of sticking together would naturally appear.

In this city where the government had announced the loss of order and could not provide a sense of security to the people, most would subconsciously integrate into the collective, because only this could bring them a sense of security.

Soon, after exiting the school gate, everyone was attracted by the thousands of students walking in silence; after approaching to understand the reason, they chose to join.

Hearing the noise of the city in the distance and contrasting it with the peace of this large but silent crowd, the missing confidence began to appear in the hearts of this group.

Suddenly, a student took out his phone and said: "My parents are also in Z City; now that it is so dangerous outside, we should let them come over and meet up as soon as possible."

This sentence instantly reminded the others present; soon the quiet line became noisy, and everyone was trying their best to call out to their relatives and friends also in Z City.

Two thousand... five thousand... ten thousand... twenty thousand...

Like a rolling snowball, at least tens of thousands of people had already densely followed behind Fang Can.

These people included students, office workers, shut-ins, retired elderly, drivers, and cycling youths...

Under the psychological intimidation of the superpowered individual, although men and women of all ages and from all walks of life had gathered, remarkably, no chaos occurred.

It was as if humility and politeness had been carved into the hearts of this group.

Regarding everything happening behind him, Fang Can was fully aware, but throughout the entire process he made no interference; he simply announced his identity calmly, and everything afterwards happened naturally as if water flowing to a channel.

During this time, except for Fang Can's classmates, no one had witnessed the abilities Fang Can displayed, yet they dared not doubt the truth of the matter, and no one came to question it.

Because right now, a superpowered individual is needed to hold the situation together, even if they are fake.

Questioning it at this moment, if they really are fake, wouldn't that truly ruin everything?

Thus, with a trust built on suspicion, Fang Can successfully led these tens of thousands of people silently to his doorstep.

Jiang Ningan, currently meditating inside the house:??? Wait, are modern people attacking???

Originally wanted to make the protagonist back down, but if the protagonist backs down, won't the reader god be unhappy?

So, damn it, anyway I have this author to back me up, could it really go wrong? What's there to fear? Just do it!

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