Marvel's Fantasia

A week later, Cynthia came to the cake shop.She had asked Mrs. Jin for leave before, although she didn't have to come if she didn't ask for leave.

The medicine she took seemed to be working, and Cynthia didn't have those symptoms anymore, so she decided to come to the cake shop to see if she needed help, and to relax.

Mrs. Jin: "Cynthia, are you feeling better?"

Cynthia: "Thank you for your concern, I'm much better."

Mrs. Jin: "That's good. If you don't feel well, don't force it. Take a good rest at home."

Cynthia: "Well, I will."

Mrs. Jin: "That guy William knows you are sick and calls me every night to ask me. How unfriendly is it for an old lady to rest, don't you think so?"

Understanding what the other party meant, Cynthia smiled: "Okay, I'll call him at night."

In the evening, Cynthia called William as scheduled, and William was very happy because this was the first time she called him on his own initiative.

William: "Cynthia, are you feeling better?"

Cynthia: "Well, much better."

William: "..."

Cynthia: "..."

Both of them didn't speak any more, they just remained silent for a few minutes.

William actually had a lot to say to her, but he was afraid that the other party would find him annoying, while Cynthia felt that she had nothing to say to William.So the two fell silent for a while.

Cynthia felt that this was not good, so she said decisively: "Let's do this first, goodbye!" Don't waste her phone bill.

After hanging up the phone, cynthia was about to go upstairs when the phone rang.She rolled her eyes, picked up the phone, and said, "William, what else do you want?"

"Did William call you just now?" Steve over there was taken aback for a moment. He just called because the line was busy, and he managed to get through the phone after three attempts.

Cynthia was also stunned when she heard Steve's voice, but she soon cheered up: "Steve, why are you free to call me today?"

"You answer my question first." Steve insisted.

Cynthia: "I just spoke a few words, and then kept silent. You know, I have nothing to say to him. Why do you even care about this?"

After all, the girl pouted, even she didn't know that she looked like a coquettish lover at the moment.

Steve could think of the girl's dissatisfaction at the moment, and the cute tone softened his heart, and he didn't continue this topic anymore, because if the girl was in a hurry, the other party would hang up the phone.

Bucky, who was passing by, saw Steve's appearance and guessed who was on the phone.He rolled his eyes, grabbed the microphone, and asked, "Why don't you care about me? What about the friends you promised? Is Steve the only one in your eyes?"

Cynthia finally got the call, but she heard Bucky's voice. She said angrily, "Bucky, how can you steal the receiver! Hurry up and give it back to Steve, shit!"

"Girl, watch your words." Steve's voice sounded.

Cynthia: "...I'm sorry, I was wrong." Bucky didn't hold on for a while no matter how good he was.

She didn't know that Bucky snatched the microphone while Steve wasn't looking, and it didn't take more than five seconds for Steve to snatch it back.

The two chatted for half an hour. Steve said that he was going to the Soviet Union tomorrow. The war situation abroad was more tense, and overseas communication was inconvenient, so he might not have time to contact Cynthia in the near future and ask her to take care of herself.

In this way, another week passed in the peaceful days.

There were a lot of things that happened this week, but Cynthia felt that they were all trivial things, and she was more than enough to deal with them:

Isn't it just when you are about to chop vegetables, the bell pepper in your hand turns into a stone?Just throw it away.

Isn't it just that when drinking water, the cup in your hand turns into a pile of leaves?Just sweep it away.

Isn't it just when you get up in the morning and put on your slippers, the cotton slippers on your right foot turn into golden slippers?Just put the left foot in and change it, well, the left foot has not changed, so I am happy for nothing.

Cynthia went to the hospital very calmly to increase the dose of psychotropic medicine, took it before going to bed, and fell asleep safely.

In the early morning, the sky was very bright, and the little bird hadn't gotten up yet, but Cynthia wanted to get up.

Because she felt uncomfortable sleeping, the warmth of the quilt disappeared, as if something was swimming on her body, across her ankles, across her waist, into her neck...

Cynthia woke up: "!!!"

She jumped from the bed, no, sat up on the ground.

Looking at the sand on the ground, Cynthia was a little dazed, and looked down at herself. Her body was also covered with a pile of sand, between her toes and her navel, and she wanted to pull off her collar. Forget it, her clothes were gone. Now it's just sitting naked in a pool of sand.

It turned out that the feeling just now was not a bug!Cynthia breathed a sigh of relief.

That scared her to death, okay?Where does the sand in this place come from?Where are her clothes?What about her comfortable bed and quilt? !

At this moment, she was extremely thankful that there was nothing under her bed, and the box left by Steve had already been put into the closet by her, otherwise wouldn't it also turn into sand now?Or did she just fall on the box and break a bone?

I don't know if it was because of the medicine, but Cynthia didn't have any fear or anxiety at all, and just complained about everything that happened in front of her calmly.

It seems that there is not a disease in the brain, but a problem from head to toe.Cynthia thought calmly.

After taking out her clothes and putting them on, Cynthia looked at the sand on the ground and frowned. She didn't know what was going on?This strange phenomenon is obviously not a hallucination, so what kind of superpower is this?

Why did this ability suddenly appear?It's genetic?But Annie doesn't seem to be in this situation?So what has she been exposed to recently?Will there be any side effects?

Unable to figure this out, Cynthia didn't tell anyone about it, including Steve, of course because the man hasn't contacted her yet.

Seeing a doctor probably won't solve the problem.Cynthia decided to go to the library to see if she could find the answer.

"...In medieval Europe, witches prayed for the blessings of nature through the way of sacrifice..."

"...mighty witches have a harder time bearing children...

"...the alchemist concocted a mystical potion that turned stone into gold..."

"...Because the power of witches is too terrifying, a new profession has emerged. People call this kind of people witch hunters..."

"...the use of witchcraft requires a certain price, and the price paid by the witch comes from different aspects..."

For several days, Cynthia was running to the library, and all she could find were witchcraft and alchemy, but they all had spell-casting steps, or other prerequisites for these strange phenomena to appear.

It's different from her situation!She slept in a pile of sand without making any preparations!Fuck it meow!