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Just call me Thor

The abyss has breached the real world, placing humanity in grave peril as the shadow of death looms over every individual. Only the Supreme Being can lead humanity to ultimate victory. For too long, humanity has awaited the arrival of the fourth Supreme Being! To become a Supreme Being, one must possess the highest level of talent. An "SSS-tier" talent, representing the pinnacle of power, is capable of advancing an entire era. Finally, a hundred years later, a young man named Mike awakened to an SSS-tier talent called the "Eyes of Truth." These eyes can reveal hidden information and entries of anything, while also providing some bizarre hints. With the help of his SSS-tier talent, Mike, adopting the alias Thor in the Tower of Truth, continued to create miracles for humanity. As a newly risen Supreme Being, Mike had to conceal his identity before he fully matured. Thus, everyone considered him just an ordinary student, and no one knew that Mike was the legendary Thor. It wasn't until many years later, after humanity had defeated the invaders and restored order, that Mike could finally proudly say to those around him, "Just call me Thor."

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He, has arrived

"Everyone, put aside your work for a moment." 

Upon arriving in the monitoring room, the Director spoke with a steady voice, "To support everyone's breakthroughs in the Tower of Truth, I'm granting a half-day paid leave today."

"Ah?" Some were slow to react, wondering how such good fortune could suddenly befall them. 

Those who were quick-witted and experienced exchanged knowing glances and smiles, guessing the reason behind this sudden generosity. "Probably another genius has emerged, and the test monitoring must be kept strictly confidential!" 

"That's right, he used the same excuse last time, didn't even bother to change it, even the pauses in his speech were exactly the same!"

Exchanging thoughts through glances, everyone bowed their heads and happily exited the monitoring room with small, quick steps. 

Who could refuse a paid leave?