After Death, I Became a Superhuman

"You're asking me to... do what?"

"Catch the plane." The girl shook the chip in her hand, "Plane accidents happen sometimes. I remember there was a plane that disappeared over the sea a few years ago around here, and it's still not found, right?"

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"No, isn't the focus elsewhere?" Jiang Bei said in frustration, "What you're talking about is a commercial airliner, right? You mean a hunk of iron weighing hundreds of tons falling from thousands of meters in the sky?"

However, the way this girl talked about it made it sound as easy as ordering a pet dog to catch a frisbee, which left Jiang Bei speechless.

"Didn't I say? I've shared my life with you, and my abilities too." She crisply bit her chip, "Don't worry, it's quite simple. It's like putting a sausage on a dog's neck, they can do this task.

And I'll guide you through it, guarantee to teach until you master it!"

"Is it that amazing?"

Logically, this sounded a bit too fantastic to believe, but considering everything he had seen and heard tonight, Jiang Bei was both skeptical and believing.

"So, what's your ability?"

The girl stopped eating for a rare moment and thought, "Hmm... In your current state, you probably can't use the deeper abilities. You can probably only use the most basic ones."

"Like what?"

"Things like super strength, super speed, invulnerability, and supersonic flight shouldn't be a problem." She counted on her fingers, "Anyway, catching a plane is a piece of cake."

Jiang Bei fell silent. He figured that her definition of "a little bit" must differ from his understanding.

"Uh, but I don't seem to feel anything special, no feeling of superpowers," he said, baffled as he clenched his fist, "You haven't set a password on your hotspot, have you?"

The girl walked up to him, extending her little hand and pressing on his chest.

Some unknown material instantly spread out from her palm, enveloping Jiang Bei's body like a surging liquid. In a blink, a dark blue uniform materialized, covering his whole body, with a red cape gently falling behind him.

The close-fitting uniform, with its blue main body and some golden lines, had a smooth silhouette and a slight grainy feel. The design had a touch of familiarity, and the material resembled the Kryptonian battle suit from the film version of Superman.

"How do you feel now?" The girl stepped back and asked with a smile.

"It's cool and quite comfortable, though the crotch is a bit tight......

...Oh, you mean the powers? No, nothing, no changes. I feel... wait a minute."

Jiang Bei narrowed his eyes, seemingly noticing something different. He pondered for a moment, then gently tapped his toes on the floor.

Then he found himself flying.

His feet off the ground, he was floating in the middle of the room.

There was no technique involved, he hadn't even had time to mentally prepare. It was as if instinctively, he felt flying should be simple, like eating, sleeping, and shooting, innate abilities men are born with.

He looked down at himself in amazement, then back at the Superman girl in front of him, and suddenly began to question his own level of consciousness.

"Don't be surprised. I told you I've only shared a bit of my power with you. But as I also said, your physical condition can't withstand it for a long time, so this suit is here to help control it." The girl said, "The powers are only active when the battle suit is activated. I set it to be in a suppressed state when not activated.

Because if your powers are always active, your body as it is now might be drained dry in about ten minutes."

Jiang Bei shivered, asking, "So what now? I just go out there and... catch that plane? Just like that?"

"Yep, what else?" The girl blinked twice, "You've got all the powers you need, what else do you want?"

"...But this suit doesn't come with a mask or anything. If I go out like this, my face will be seen, right? Or do you also have a pair of glasses that makes me unrecognizable even to my own mother, just like the reporter from Daily Planet?"

"No, but this suit has automatically downloaded a facial recognition obstruction program into your implanted light screen. Even the highest resolution camera would capture your face as a blur. When people look at you directly, they won't notice anything amiss, but the moment they look away, they'll realize they can't remember what you look like."

"That amazing?" Jiang Bei was amazed as he touched his own face.

"Of course, it's much more useful than a mask. By the way, your implant's signal will also be rewritten by this system, so no one can track or know what you're doing."

The girl unceremoniously propped her long, beautiful legs up on the couch, "Alright, hurry up and go, if you dawdle any longer, the plane is going to land on our heads."

Jiang Bei turned to the floor-to-ceiling window and took a deep breath.

Calm down, it's going to be simple. If you put a sausage around a dog's neck, the dog would...

He closed his eyes for a brief moment, then launched himself toward the window.

Faster than he imagined.

When he came to, Jiang Bei realized he had left his apartment far behind. He shot out of the room like a whirlwind, leaving the laws of gravity behind with a supersonic boom, moving at a speed that surpassed any surveillance camera frame rate.

He had never felt the sky so close in his life.

It was a thrill almost impossible to put into words. It was a domain human strength could never reach, a power beyond normal comprehension. The moment he soared towards the sky, he felt as if he had become one with the wind, becoming part of a realm he could never have imagined from a human perspective.

It felt like he had lived his previous life bound, with the sky and earth being his prison. But suddenly, the prison was opened, and now the whole world had become his playground.

"Three o'clock, 160 kilometers away, you should find the plane there," the girl's voice rang in Jiang Bei's ear. She was talking to him through the communication in his light screen, her voice accompanied by the crunching of chips.

"Just a friendly tip, it might be a bit troublesome if you're not quick enough and the altitude gets too low."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Bei immediately turned in the three o'clock direction and went full throttle. His high-speed figure skimmed between skyscrapers, with his cape fluttering straight in the wind.

"By the way, how do you know the exact direction?" Jiang Bei asked as he flew.

"I saw it."

"You're sitting in my living room and you can see a plane falling 160 kilometers away?" Jiang Bei couldn't help asking, "Is it some sort of clairvoyance? With X-ray vision too?"

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"Yes, indeed. I can even see the color of your underwear... Red is nice, it's festive, just a friendly heads-up."

Jiang Bei: "..."

He flew very quickly, the distance of 160 kilometers had never felt as close as it did today. The unfortunate passenger plane soon appeared in his vision, its right turbine seemed to be on fire, trailing black smoke behind it, just like a wounded bird.

Jiang Bei took a deep breath, chased after it with all his might, and in an instant, he was right behind the smoking plane, his figure cutting through the smoky air like a bullet.

"Okay, I'm catching up now, what should I do next?" Jiang Bei decided to seek advice from his mentor to be safe.

"The situation isn't too severe. Just grab onto the wing and guide the direction. Going by the current trend, it would likely crash on its own, but if you just help it a little bit to prevent it from veering off, it should be able to safely land at the Kangtu Airport..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Bei swiftly moved forward, latching onto the right wing of the plane.

The girl seemed to remember something, "Oh right, be mindful of your strength. Don't exert too much, otherwise, it might..."

Snap.

The wing let out a mournful sound as Jiang Bei ripped it off.

"...Hmm, well, this could happen," the girl finished her sentence leisurely after the fact.

Jiang Bei was flung far away due to the excessive force he applied. After a few somersaults in the air, he just managed to regain his balance when he collided head-on with the wing he had torn off. The unfortunate wing roared past him, splitting into two sections.

"No, this airplane feels as fragile as if it was made of paper..."

As Jiang Bei complained, his body once again exploded into full speed. A milky-white shockwave burst open behind him as he chased after the plane. The condition of the plane, which had half a wing torn off by him, had become even worse. The broken wing on the right side had started to burn, and the body of the plane, buffeted by the air currents, started spinning, like a paper boat thrown into a whirlpool.

"It's because your power is too strong. Normal materials of course can't withstand it," the Superman girl naturally said, "But now the situation has escalated a bit. We need to adopt a more straightforward and brutal method.

You have to steady its direction before the passengers' brains get scrambled by the violent shaking, and catch it before it lands... oh, right, be careful not to exert too much force this time. Otherwise, you'll pierce through the plane like a missile and it might break apart..."

"Damn it."

As Jiang Bei spoke, he had already rushed to the front of the spiraling airplane. His hands latched onto the front of the cockpit, his fingers sinking into the aerospace-grade titanium alloy like steel.

"...This damn it is definitely not something a dog can handle."