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Chapter 92 Gaining Ability

Charles resisted the urge to rummage through Song Fang's pockets. .1kanshu

But he couldn't help his curiosity.

What is that little ball?

Why does that little ball fly?

Why didn't it fly somewhere else and specifically burrow into Song Fang's pocket?

Could it be that Song Fang made this little ball fly?

Charles' breathing quickened.

If this is true, does that mean he has met someone of the same kind?

Although he didn't understand what kind of mutant ability it was to make a "little ball" fly, it didn't stop Song Fang from becoming the first person he met in his life who might be his kind!

Do you want to go up and ask directly?

Charles thought impulsively.

But soon, his natural caution suppressed this impulse.

He couldn't figure out what kind of mutant ability "making the ball fly" was. That is to say, although this seems incredible, it is still possible that it is not a mutant ability.

If a regrettable situation happens and Song Fang is really not a mutant, then if he goes up to him and asks directly, will there be any bad consequences?

By this time, everyone had returned to the rest area. Charles picked up his coffee absentmindedly and almost spilled the difficult-to-clean liquid on himself.

Song Fang is coaxing Ruiwen. The little girl was very angry with her brother because he didn't tell her in advance that the third ball had gone into the hole, which made her angry, anxious and uncomfortable.

The senior students from Charles gathered together to chat, drink drinks and eat snacks. Although they had just sided with Song Fang and shared the same hatred with Song Fang, when their opponent Kane left, they did not continue to include Song Fang in their small group.

Seeing this scene, Charles' eyes darkened.

Mutants are better and higher-end beings than humans.

Mutants have all the advantages of humans - well, they also have disadvantages - but on top of that, they have abilities that humans don't have.

Mutants are advanced evolved versions of humans.

But for the "ordinary version" of humans, they probably don't think so.

Humans are hardwired to reject things that look like them but are different from them. Let’s take Song Fang as an example. Even though he had the amazing ability to hit the vulture ball, even if they were on the golf course at the moment, Song Fang was still not accepted into his senior circle.

There was an invisible and intangible wall of air that separated him from the others.

Just because he is different from others.

What about me? Charles thought, if I expose my differences in front of an ordinary person, will he also be rejected?

It would be nice if the "ordinary person" was like him, because it meant that both of them had "hands on" each other and no one would talk nonsense.

But what if not?

Can the other party use this as a threat to harm him unscrupulously?

As a teenager, Charles did not yet have the mature mind, and it would take some time for his faith to grow into an indestructible tree. Although Charles was smart and witty at this time, like many children in adolescence with him, he was full of confusion and anxiety about himself and the future.

Rather than directly asking Song Fang if he was a mutant, Charles wanted to find a way to know the answer in advance, and then decide what to do next based on the answer.

The method is very simple, just keep it at his fingertips.

Charles turned behind Song Fang, keeping a slight distance from Song Fang, with his back to a wall to ensure that as few people as possible could notice him.

Then she pressed her fingers gently against his temples.

This action isn't necessary, but it's a great way to help him focus when using his abilities. As long as he can concentrate, he can do his work with great precision, and his target is often unaware from the time he begins to the time he finishes.

Look, he's in. Song Fang's consciousness and memories unfolded in front of him one by one. They were all very superficial. For example, it was so cold when he woke up this morning. His mother put too much ketchup in the sandwich and it was so sour, but he had to eat it if he couldn't take it back. If you drop it, it will die or something like that. The really important information is buried deep, and the more important it is to Song Fang, the deeper it is buried, so it needs to be excavated carefully.

Charles didn't want to take the trouble. The ball flew into Song Fang's pocket. At most twenty minutes had passed since this scene. The relevant memory should still be on the superficial level. As long as he found that visual memory and determined what Song Fang was thinking at that time, he could figure it out. Why did the ball fly, and whether Song Fang is a mutant.

Just go a little further...

Suddenly, Charles' ability hit a thick wall head-on, causing him to groan in pain.

When Charles opened his eyes again, he met Song Fang's cold and angry eyes, and he was stunned on the spot.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Raven asked curiously.

She had finally succeeded in getting Song Fang to agree to buy her a new Tiffany necklace. Her anger had dissipated. She was discussing with Song Fang whether to go out for a big dinner when she saw her brother suddenly turning his head and looking at the wall.

She had never seen that look before.

Cold, sharp, and angry.

Raven couldn't help but shudder when she looked at it from the side.

One can imagine how miserable the boy who was being stared at by her brother was now. He was as frightened as a quail, and his neck shrunk.

"Nothing." Song Fang said lightly, turning back, "Shall we go have pizza tonight?"

"Ah? Eating pizza again." Raven said depressedly, "Can't we have something good?"

"What dad said is to save unnecessary expenses." Song Fang said to Ruiwen.

At the same time, he also said to Charles.

Charles felt a panic at first. It felt like he secretly broke into his own safe to take money, and was caught by the adults in his family, which would make him feel ashamed.

Then, what he felt was ecstasy.

All-consuming ecstasy!

Song Fang is also a mutant!

And he has the same abilities as himself!

Charles Xavier was not alone in this world. He has found his companion!

After Song Fang said these words in Charles' mind, he withdrew from Charles' head.

Charles was dazed, breathing a little faster, and it took him a while to recover.

Is this what it feels like to be read by someone?

It's really... a bit strange.

After not sitting around for long, Song Fang took Ruiwen and left.

The movement was very fast. Charles wanted to stop him, but he had no chance.

Sitting in his car, Song Fang hummed a tune.