marvel savior

Chapter 8 Solar Cells

Regarding the question of the "original owner", Victor did not insist on getting to the bottom of it now.

No intelligence to speculate.

If you have a chance in the future, ask Royce first, if not, Raphael will definitely know.

Carefully recalling the fragments of "Super Power Out of Control".

The plot is skipped directly.

The "superpower" in the title refers to the fact that the protagonists touched a strange crystal, and after waking up from a coma, they possessed "mind power" and were able to move objects out of thin air.

And depending on the situation, it has a certain growth potential.

Nosebleeds from moving the baseball at the beginning, to being able to fly all over the sky with myself in the end.

The span is huge.

And among them, Andrew seems to have stronger mental power than others, but his physique is definitely not the strongest - the strength of mental power has nothing to do with physical fitness.

Generally speaking, this ability is still good, and the early transition is enough.

Considering that after using the "Mind Power Development Crystal", you may be unconscious.

Victor put down the goblet in his hand, walked into the bathroom, took a hot shower, dried his hair, and lay on the big bed in the master bedroom in the silk pajamas provided by the presidential suite.

Yo, it's still a water bed.

Call out the platform interface, and go straight to the "Thinking Power Development Crystal".

[Do you want to extract the "Mind Power Development Crystal"? 】

"Yes".

["Mind Power Development Crystal" has been extracted, please choose the target to use;]

"Target yourself."

["Mind Power Development Crystal" has been used;]

As the platform prompt ended, Victor only felt his brain buzzing, accompanied by the throbbing pain of a sledgehammer.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Victor still couldn't help crying out in pain when the pain hit.

It's never been so painful since I grew up so big!

then.

He simply tilted his head and passed out - this is the brain's self-protection mechanism.

the next day.

It was a longing from deep inside his body that woke him up.

Opening his eyes in bewilderment, he saw a fiery red sun--his position, he could directly see the sunrise through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The rising sun is not dazzling, and the temperature is not as hot as the scorching sun.

But Victor felt that the cells all over his body seemed to be boiling, emitting a lot of heat energy, and the warmth raised his body temperature a lot.

It is the "super cells" that absorb light energy.

But his body's instinct told him that the behavior of cells releasing heat energy was not storing light energy, but releasing the newly converted light energy immediately to strengthen his body.

It's Man of Steel.

"Man of Steel" was consuming the light energy he had just absorbed to further strengthen his body defense—it was only body defense, with only a slight increase in strength and speed.

Victor's expression was a little strange.

He was absolutely ignorant of this information before, but somehow he understood it—it seemed to come from the information conveyed by the cells.

I thought about it.

Krypton can store the "Code of Life" in every cell of Clark, and now storing some "skill introduction" in the cells does not seem to be a big deal.

Following his instinct, Victor wanted to get up and pull the quilt away, so that he could be exposed to more sunlight and expand the absorption surface.

Something unexpected happened.

His hand was raised, and the quilt was already lifted by "himself" - it wasn't that the quilt became a spirit, but an invisible hand lifted it.

Victor can feel it, that is the power of thought.

As the quilt was lifted, the body cells released a greater amount of heat, but he had no time to take care of this.

Now his senses are a little strange.

In an undetectable dimension, Victor feels that he can control a small pool of "water"-this is the embodiment of "thought power".

It is transformed by his spirit, and can change shape according to his thoughts, thus indirectly affecting the real object.

such as.

When he lifted the quilt just now, he subconsciously turned his thought power into the palm of his hand and grabbed the quilt to lift it.

This feeling of being able to control objects from a distance is amazing, and Victor had a great time playing it.

The effective radius of mind power is only 10 meters, and the "water" in this small stall is very small now - but it is growing slowly.

With his driving, the power of thought is also being consumed continuously, which is proportional to the quality of the objects held up.

However, within 3 minutes, the existence of thought power was hardly felt.

At the same time, his nose felt cold, and when he looked down, there were bloodstains spreading on the quilt.

He reached out and touched his nose, his hand was covered with blood.

His brain was also like being pricked by a needle, the stinging pain made him frown, and his thinking was not very clear.

After a delay of more than ten seconds, the brain finally woke up, and the nosebleeds stopped gushing out.

Holding his temple with one hand, Victor carefully remembered the feeling just now—it was the consequence of overdraft limit.

I got up and wiped my nose with a few tissues, and called Alice to ask about the progress of the task.

"Chen, Luo, the underground shelter for mutants, has been found. The nearest temporary station is in Los Angeles, about 10 minutes' drive from here. There is no monitoring equipment inside, and detailed information cannot be obtained." Alice reported.

Victor frowned and thought for a few seconds, and said, "Just keep an eye on it. I need to get used to my new ability in the past few days. Call for room service, and then bring up a breakfast. Ask for porridge, and whatever else you want."

"no problem."

According to the plan, he is going to go out today, but it is hard to tell his current state, and he must be familiarized with it before he can act.

After simply taking a hot bath, breakfast was delivered to the dining room at the other end of the master bedroom.

The waiter this time is an Asian beauty, with a small and exquisite figure and good looks, but she has the gentleness of Xiaojiabiyu on her body.

"Hello, Mr. Chen, this is your breakfast." The Asian beauty said sweetly with a blushing face, "Do you have any other needs?"

Don't say it.

This temperament really appealed to Victor, so he couldn't help but glanced a few more times, and said with interest, "This beautiful lady, where are you from?"

"Where are the Japanese, Mr. Chen?"

Victor's new interest was instantly extinguished—although he was somewhat prejudiced, he had no idea of ​​contacting people in this country.

She pursed her lips and smiled politely: "Please also have someone clean the master bedroom and bathroom. Also, please send the clothes in the bathroom to dry cleaning."

Facing Victor's veiled refusal, the beautiful waiter pursed her lips a little aggrieved. Seeing that Victor didn't pay much attention to her, a trace of unwillingness flashed in her eyes.

But she didn't dare to say anything. After bowing to answer, she twisted her little butt and pushed the dining car away.

After the door was closed, the beautiful waiter's face was aggrieved, but she didn't curse at anything, she just muttered: "Yesterday, Mei Li still had a tip, and I didn't even have a tip, so he must be a..."

Victor naturally didn't know about the belle of the beautiful waiter.

He sat at the dining table, facing a table of dazzling meals, he didn't even have the slightest appetite—he didn't even feel hungry.

Compared with the hot meal in front of him, the warm sunshine made his body more eager.

Well. Probably not.
In order to verify his conjecture, Victor got up and left the dining room, walked through the living room, and came to the 50-square-meter open-air balcony.

Here you can fully feel the love of Father Sun.

When Victor stepped onto the open-air balcony, he felt as if he was in a hot spring, and the warmth made people feel a little tired. .

Originally, Victor forced himself to stay awake, and sleeping in is not a good habit.

But he inadvertently noticed that in this strange drowsy state, the recovery speed of the mental power he had exhausted just now increased significantly.

in this way.

He also slumped to the recliner on the balcony, and then fell into a dreamland.

When I woke up again, the sun was already high above my head.

And he was no longer hungry.

That's right.

With super cells, he now does not need to rely on food to absorb energy at all. The light energy stored in the super cells is enough to maintain his daily activities.

It sounds amazing, but don't you feel familiar?

Learn about solar cells.
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PS: Fei Lan has a dream, that is, like this book and the protagonist, he can get a lot of recommendation votes without asking for votes.

(End of this chapter)