"Do you know what qualities a hero needs?"
An ethereal question came from afar, and one figure after another appeared before Chen Feifan.
A black-haired girl with an S emblem on her chest gazed at him. "Hope."
A blonde girl in knight's armor furrowed her brow. "Virtue."
A white-haired young man in a red cape gave a soft laugh. "Justice."
A pink-haired little girl with twin tails blinked. "Love!"
British gentlemen, all 195 centimeters tall, chorused, "The spirit of gold!"
A towering giant offered Chen Feifan a wondrous device. "Light!"
"Don't listen to them! To become a hero, you need absolute power. Humanity has its limits! Only by abandoning your human form can you..." shouted a dazzling blonde man, pulling out a strange mask as he spoke.
"Science," said a man wearing blue magatama earrings, coldly stating his view.
Black liquid dripped from the sky, bubbling and churning.
Faced with all this, Chen Feifan wore a peculiar expression.
"I don't even want to be a hero. What does any of this have to do with me?"
