Marvel's I Can Control Metal

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"Is there any problem?" Leo asked with a frown.

Leo really didn't want to talk about this topic.

Ever since I entered Jason's spaceship, I had been digesting the negative emotions from that period.

After coming back, I don’t want to recall this memory again.

"Although I don't know how you do it, even if you can survive in space without food or water, that period of time is still a terrifying number."

"Don't worry, listen to me tell you." Colson gently held down Leo, who was a little restless.

"There was originally an experimental activity to test the feeling of being locked up in a small dark room, and also to test the stress limits of some prisoners."

"We first asked some students to voluntarily participate in the experiment. The process lasted for five days, creating a relatively extreme sensory deprivation environment, sound insulation, translucent protective glasses, kapok gloves, etc., for students to test."

"And this state is very similar to living in space, if you can live without wearing a space suit."

"So, tell me the results, how many people passed."

Leo asked, looking at Coulson.

"No one got through, even though the pay was great, no one got through," Coulson said.

"Students who finished the experiment even after eight hours made mistakes when doing simple things and couldn't concentrate."

"For more than two days, people begin to have hallucinations. After four days, the subjects' hands tremble, they can't walk straight, their response speed is slow, and they are sensitive to pain."

"It will take three full days to return to normal."

"So I don't have these symptoms." Leo frowned and said.

Colson watched Leo slow down and continued.

"But when a person is in an environment where there is little or only partial sensory input, the human mind will fill in the sensory gap on its own."

"The brain can create feelings on its own, change feelings, draw materials from past memories, or fabricate the desired feeling out of thin air, or it can be said to be an hallucination."

Leo couldn't help but think of how he felt when he was twisting metal, using the model to recreate his own feeling of emptiness.

"Anyone in such a situation is basically living in their own head, and the human mind has the ability to construct anything needed."

"Like seeing things in the dark, like all kinds of colors, creatures, anything imaginable"

"Hearing various sounds, calling, talking, singing, roaring, etc. in an extremely quiet environment."

“Feeling cold or hot wind blowing, bugs crawling by, or smelling a foul odor or fragrance.”

Leo sat up straight and stared at Colson, "What do you want to say?"

"The sense of smell is a very primitive sense. It can often dig out memories and create new feelings." Colson continued to say deeply.

"The sensory-deprived mind can expand further in any direction, possibly becoming more intense and worse."

"Then, the perception of time and place will be severely distorted in the dark, causing cognitive confusion, brain function impairment, and hallucinations becoming more frequent."

"I don't. I have been practicing for several months without any problems." Leo retorted to Colson.

"My mental state made me feel different. You said you felt helpless at the time."

"And this kind of extreme environment, sensory deprivation, will eventually lead to paranoid schizophrenia, because only the hallucinations and internal self-protection mechanisms produced by paranoid schizophrenia are best suited to this environment."

"I'm fine, I just didn't control my emotions a little bit."

Leo leaned back on the sofa and looked at Colson and said.

"I hope you didn't, too. It's not good for anyone." Colson let out a breath, "I was just analyzing your previous situation, and I didn't mean anything else."

"I know I know."

Leo's brows wrinkled slightly again, and his memory began to be blank. He had created statues of many people he knew in his previous life in the universe.

Now I can't remember their appearance.

That kind of silence, but also inexplicable auditory hallucinations and tactile sensations.

Yes, Coulson was right. At the end of those days, his brain's reaction speed slowed down. Even if he couldn't hear anything, he always felt something in a daze.

Leo's golden light and the energy of the gems allowed him to live safely in the void of the universe, but the spiritual emptiness could not be made up for.

Simply, when it was not very serious, we ran into Jason's spaceship.

But at that time, it took Leo a long time to barely recover.

In the month since he returned home, Leo had suffered from insomnia like never before, and he cherished the time he spent with his aunt, uncle, and Peter even more.

Today, I learned that the key to the life-extending terminal virus, Chen Haoran, was missing, and the guy in front of me still had a hint of ridicule.

Leo felt his head heat up, and when he came to his senses again, he was already leaning against the wall.

"Sorry, maybe it's because I haven't had a good rest recently. My memory is a little confused. That period still had some impact on me."

Leo stood up and shouted to a few people who were peeking on the side, "By the way, Simmons, give me the location of the laboratory. I will go and see it myself first."

"Don't do that, Leo, you better get some rest now."

Colson stopped Simmons who handed over the position in his hand, looked at Leo and said with some evenness.

"You are a little emotionally unstable right now. You go and take a rest first. Fitz, take Leo to take a rest. We will arrive in Hong Kong in about five hours."

Leo looked at Fitz who walked in front of him and the few people looking at him, and sighed softly, "Okay."

Follow Fitz to the guest room on the second floor of the aircraft.

After Leo left, Colson's expression became cautious and a little ugly.

Ward and Simmons came to Coulson, and May also came here after setting the autopilot.

"Colson, what's going on?"

"Leo's mood is a bit wrong. He is a bit different from the one I know. He should be reported to the director, but I don't have the means to unite with Fury. I have to apply for permission. You are optimistic about Miles and Skye. Are there any Report the situation to me”

Colson left in a hurry, but Fitz and Simmons were confused, "What's going on?"

......

Under the guidance of Reina, Chen Haoran was completely immersed in the fantasy of Zhi Yanxia.

Injecting a small amount of centipede medicine can last about a day.

After Chen Haoran successfully injected it, when he took action again, the small fire tornado in his hand had tripled in size.

It can even be thrown directly, launching a fireball with a temperature of hundreds of degrees more than ten meters away.

Chen Haoran was surprised to see his powerful power, and he trusted Reina even more.

Lena was talking to another woman outside the laboratory. This person was the Centipede Project researcher that Mike had rescued from the explosion in Los Angeles.