living room.
Dean nodded slightly, and the glass in Hope's hand across the low table was immediately pulled into his hand by an invisible force, so steady that not a drop of tea leaked out.
Hope rubbed her cheeks vigorously and took a deep breath, "Hidden it deep enough, I didn't realize that two people under the same roof are both superpowers. How did you get telekinesis?"
"It's genetic to some extent."
"Hereditary? But Paqui said that your parents are ordinary people."
"Paqui doesn't know the inside story. When they were pregnant with me, they participated in the brain expansion project of Hawkins Laboratory. This deeply affected me." Dean said, looking at the shadow beside him.
"Jane's mother Terry also underwent experiments to give birth to her super-powerful child. You two are really brothers and sisters." Hope reluctantly accepted this reality, but her face was still a little confused, "So I found you Are your parents’ whereabouts?”
"We have an idea." Dean nodded and looked towards Jane's bedroom. "After I train Jane for another half month and help her strengthen her ability to protect herself, I will leave Hawkins Town to find someone."
"Leave? Do you know how much she relies on you now!" Hope looked displeased, "Are you so cruel that you just leave her and walk away?"
"Don't get excited, man, I'm not leaving forever. I will come back to visit you occasionally." Dean felt helpless as he spoke. The experience and lessons in Las Vegas had already made him determined not to stay in one place for too long. time, and it has been more than a month since I came to Hawkins. "Besides, I can't help it. Jane and I are both superpowers. If we stay together for too long, it will inevitably induce the 'Law of Supernatural Convergence', which will affect her and you."
"What a mess of converging laws, it's quite bluffing. Just leave. I can take care of Jane by myself, but in the next half month, you should stay with her more."
"kindness."
"Now go back to your bedroom and leave me alone."
Hope was so shocked that he lit a cigarette that he had not smoked for a long time and sat by the window watching the night digest the information in his mind.
…
The next evening.
Dean led Jane, who was wearing a baseball shirt, into the yard with a bunch of auxiliary tools and turned on the lights in the corridor.
"Jane, remember the agreement we made last night, we are here to train our superpowers today." Dean put a walkie-talkie on Jane's shoulder.
The girl gritted her teeth and nodded.
"Now, let's test the range of telekinesis first."
Dean placed a can 10 meters across the yard and asked Jian Jian to try to use his mind power to hold the can as far away from his body as possible.
Jane's eyes were fixed on the experimental product, and the can flew into the night sky with a whoosh, leaving a faint trace that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.
Dean quickly picked up the tape measure and chased after him while measuring.
20 meters, 30 meters...40 meters...180 meters...
The can lingered 180 meters away from Jane.
"Can we continue?" Dean asked through the intercom on his shoulder.
"Let me try."
The girl's stubborn voice came from the intercom.
The can continued to fly into the distance and stopped two hundred meters away.
"Stop, wipe the nosebleed and rest."
"About 200 meters, if Jane's emotions break out, she should be able to go further." Dean had to lament the importance of talent.
After he absorbed 0.5 spirit last time, Shadow's maximum telepathy range expanded to 100 meters, which was only half of Jane's.
"Next let's test the strength of our telekinesis."
A moon in the sky sheds a hazy light.
The nine-year-old girl stood in the quiet courtyard, her white face tightened, her eyes scanning the pile of objects opposite.
From left to right, there were cans, pots, solid wood chairs, children's bicycles, motorcycles, the Bronco, and finally Hope's Chevrolet. She easily lifted the first four items at the same time and let them circle the yard. One lap.
Starting with the motorcycle, the difficulty gradually increases.
She felt the pressure and no longer stood there stupidly. Instead, she spread her hands to the left and right, lowered her back, and closed her fingers into the shape of an eagle's claws, grasping something in the air.
The motorcycle swayed two meters high in the air and circled. The whirring sound broke through the air, and the speed of the motorcycle was so fast that it formed a series of afterimages.
The grass and shrubs all over the yard bowed.
"The moving speed is much faster than mine." Dean let go of God's perspective and observed, "It's a pity that it's not stable."
The motorcycle kept rocking up and down.
Plop!
A black light flashed in mid-air.
The motorcycle landed and made a big hole in the lawn.
Jane turned to the Bronco, which weighed more than 1.5 tons, gritted her teeth, her face turned red, and she reluctantly lifted the car into a circle in mid-air.
But the rotation speed is less than half that of a motorcycle.
"Jane, think of the car as a scary monster in the dark space of your mind. It's about to attack you. Lift it up!"
"quick!"
Amid Dean's urging, Jane looked at the second Chevrolet in horror, her tense little face began to twist, she bared her teeth like a hungry wolf cub, and roared from her mouth.
puff.
The Chevy rose into the air and levitated side by side with the Bronco.
The two steel shells, with a total weight of more than three tons, were lifted into the air by the little girl and slowly rotated.
A few beads of sweat seeped down the smooth skin of her cheeks, dripping down her chin onto the grass.
The majestic power of thought surrounded her and the car, curling up her slightly longer hair, slapping her forehead playfully, causing her pants legs to bulge and tighten.
Circles of grass and dust rose from the ground and spread around her, forming green ribbons.
Dean's eyes lit up when he saw it. "Shadow"'s telekinesis could lift a ton of weight, but Jane could lift 3 tons of weight without any problem.
If this power of thought was developed in a targeted manner, the lethality would be unimaginable!
…
half a minute.
Jane's rosy face turned white due to excessive exertion. She gasped and sat back.
The two cars landed heavily, and as grass clippings flew into the air, eight large holes appeared on the green lawn of the yard.
"What are you two doing? Don't damage my police car!"
Hope's nervous shouting came from the window immediately,
"Don't worry, we are taking care of your car."
Dean smiled, walked over and wiped Jane's sweat and nosebleeds, and handed her a glass of warm water.
"How about my abilities?"
"How cool. You are a genius, better than me."
The little girl who was praised narrowed her eyes and smiled like a flower.
"But Jane, you know, there are more than just two of us with super powers in this world." Dean said meaningfully.
"Ah, are there any other companions?" The little girl sat on the edge of the corridor and raised her little head to look at Dean, with a hint of eagerness in her eyes. She couldn't wait to make new friends.
"No, they are not companions. Most of them are not friendly. They are not even human beings. They are more terrifying than monsters."
monster?
Jane's body trembled.
"They won't all like you and protect you like me." Dean continued to threaten, "They are full of malice. They regard us as prey, food, and enemies. They will actively attack us, hurt us, and even kill us. When the time comes, you You’ll never be able to watch cartoons, eat your favorite pasta, and ride your bike comfortably.”
The fear on the little girl's face became even stronger.
"So, the first lesson that people like us have to learn is not to obey orders, monitor others, or light up light bulbs, but to use superpowers to protect ourselves," Dean said in a deep voice, wrapping his hands around her cold little hands. , "Only by living can we have unlimited possibilities!"
"Now I will teach you how to use telekinesis to protect yourself..."
The girl looked confused,
"The institute in the lab never taught you?"
"No, they asked me to cooperate with the experiment and find someone."
"These bastards treat you like a pig. Let's try the telekinesis armor first. Let's release telekinesis to gently wrap the body. Let's start with the feet..."
"I've got it covered."
"Try taking a step forward."
Plop!
Jane fell straight on her face like a stick.
Dean held her shoulders in time,
"Instead of asking you to tie your two feet together, you can imagine your telekinesis as a pair of shoes... wrapping each foot below the ankle." Dean was funny but helpless,
"Okay, shoes and feet, I'll cover them!"
"OK, then jeans...clothes...don't tie your hands and legs this time."
"alright."
"Mask...glasses...hat..."
"I can't breathe! Dean, help!"
"Jesus, leave a crack for your nose and mouth."
"How to keep it, I can't imagine."
“…”
It took Dean a full half hour.
After all the talking, the little girl finally learned the mental armor in a hurry. It is transparent and light and will not affect the normal activities of the body at all.
Like a breeze surrounding the body.
But the strength is not weak at all.
Dean tried to attack the little girl with cans, knives, and baseball bats, but was firmly blocked.
Jane was unscathed and didn't feel any pain.
After a few more days of training, you can resist gun attacks.
In addition, although Jane's telekinesis is strong, her control is extremely weak, and she cannot maintain the armor for nearly an hour like Dean can control the shadow.
In two minutes, Jian's mental armor automatically collapsed.
…
"It's good to be able to maintain it for so long for the first time," Dean rubbed her somewhat unwilling face, "Next, let's try another defense mode - telepathy barrier."
"You shaped your telekinesis into a huge egg shell. Have you ever seen an egg shell?"
"Uh-huh."
"The egg shell covers your body. You can control its thickness and intensity at any time by further instilling and removing telepathy... But there are gains and losses. The defense power and defense range of the telepathy barrier are greater than those of armor, but they are bulky. , it is inconvenient to move.”
Jane, who was standing there with her eyes closed and raising her hands to weave egg shells, suddenly turned pale and showed a suffocating and uncomfortable expression.
"Dean, I can't breathe!"
"Why don't you learn a lesson? Leave some breathing holes for the shell! By the way, when you use telekinesis, do you have to raise your hands?"
"I, my hand is moving on its own." Jane moved her little finger innocently.
"You are not Italian. Do you have to use hand movements to release telekinesis? You must adapt to non-movement release, otherwise the bad guys can preemptively strike based on your movements."
…
Two hours later, Jane took control of her little hands, which had nowhere to go, and learned to release telekinetic armor and barriers without expression, basically succeeding within four seconds.
It's far from Dean's instant summons, so he can only train slowly.
…
"Practice these two defense methods every day when you are bored at home. This can greatly enhance the control of your mind."
Jane's eyes were bright and she nodded heavily.
Dean said happily, "Next, I will teach you another way to escape -"
Under the curious eyes of the little girl, Dean in the middle of the yard snapped his fingers, and the shadow of the past behind him immediately activated his telekinesis, holding him up slowly from the ground.
Flying to a height of five meters.
Dean took a deep breath, feeling the cold wind and cool air at high altitude, overlooking the dark forest below, and smiled slightly at the girl who looked up eagerly.
Jane's neck was so stiff that her mouth became O-shaped, but there was a strange brilliance in her eyes.
"Why did you turn into a bird?"
"Telepathy works. Listen, think of telepathy as a cloud, dragging you upward."
"I, I can't do it!" Jane shook her head hurriedly,
"You can! Trust me!"
Jane took a deep breath and looked at her feet.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
At a certain moment, her body stiffened and she slowly lifted off the ground, but kept bumping and swaying, just like a child who had just learned to walk.
Her expression became very exciting, and she kept making gasping sounds of surprise.
"I'm flying, Dean!"
"Wow!"
She opened her hands, spread her feet, tried her best to maintain her center of gravity, and flew in front of Dean, showing a proud and cheerful smile.
But she was obviously too happy, and her feet trembled at the same time.
The whole person suddenly lost his balance, his head fell down, his feet were raised back, and he was suspended in the air in a funny posture.
Like a toddler version of an astronaut in a space capsule who has lost gravity and body control!
"I can't control it, I can't move!"
She was anxious and moved her hands and feet wildly. As a result, her limbs were too stiff and became more and more tangled. Her body spun in mid-air like a top, unable to return to its normal static posture.
"The more nervous you are, the bigger the problem will be. Relax your body!"
"Breathe deeply, in and out."
Dean walked around her and rubbed his chin, with a look of realization on his face.
"The body's balance ability is too poor, so it is impossible to maintain a normal posture in mid-air."
Yes, Dean was able to fly easily with the help of Ying's telekinesis. It was because of his super balance ability brought about by his inhuman agility, which allowed him to adjust perfectly in the weightless state with his feet in the air. body posture.
Ordinary telepaths who want to fly freely like him must go through a rigorous and lengthy training.
Dean flew over and helped Jane up. The girl's little hands were trembling and she pulled him.
"Dean, am I dreaming? I can really fly!"
"This is not a dream, do you like it?"
"Yeah," Jane looked at the lawn under her feet, the smaller cars and bicycles, her eyes shining with excitement and joy.
In the Hawkins laboratory, superpowers are like a curse and toxin to her. Every time she uses them, she gets a nosebleed and is always accompanied by various painful experiments.
She has always been secretly opposed to superpowers in her heart, and she is extremely reluctant to use them every time.
But here, for the first time, she gained happiness from superpowers.
Superpowers seem to have gone from a curse to a blessing, a beneficial gift!
Dean looked at the soaring progress of the incident and nodded, "Take my hand and fly forward slowly with me."
The night was hazy, under the moonlight.
A small figure or two figures began to float slowly around the forest.
Dean continued to teach her how to ride a bicycle for the first time, letting her learn to balance in mid-air step by step.
Progress is very slow.
It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that Jane could barely maintain her balance and float in the air.
But if she moves even a centimeter, she immediately makes a fool of herself.
Despite this, she was already so happy that her face was red, and she shouted excitedly from time to time during the whole process.
"It's almost done today, Jane, come on down, we'll continue training tomorrow."
Dean felt that the shadow's 60-minute existence time was about to be exhausted, so he returned home with the little girl who was excited and tired.
Guiding this newcomer is also very rewarding for him. He can lay a solid foundation, further refine the manipulation of telekinesis, and gain more creative ideas in the use of telekinesis.
"You're having so much fun, when are you going to take me with you?" Hopla, who was peeping by the window, closed the curtains and looked over with her bell-like eyes, her expression melancholy and a hint of jealousy.
"Let's fly together tomorrow." Jane walked over and took Hope's rough hand. The Sheriff was elated for a moment, and touched her little head with a loving smile on his face.
"I'm just an ordinary person. I don't have super powers. I can only cheer you up. You are tired today. Take a shower and go to bed early. What do you want to eat tomorrow morning?"
"I want hot dogs and oatmeal with milk!"
…
Before going to bed, Dean came to Jane's bedroom and taught her part of the Red Dragon Meditation, but it was just a simplified version without the difficult set of yoga movements.
After all, Jane's current physical fitness is too poor and she can't do a single movement. She can only perform the most basic breathing and visualization.
…
"Relax your body into the most comfortable and least stressful position, and breathe with a rhythm of inhaling for three seconds, holding your breath for four seconds, and exhaling for seven seconds..."
"Imagine sitting on an endless grassland, looking up at the bright night sky with the vast stars twinkling."
"There is a planet with red light that firmly attracts your attention..."
"You feel the special magnetic field of this star, and you and it are attracted to each other, getting closer and closer."
"Your spirit, will, body, everything tangible and intangible, are all drawn by it along with the beams of starlight."
"Its atmosphere and gravity filter impurities from you."
"Return the essence to you..."
In Dean's eloquent voice.
The little girl covered with quilt closed her eyes and breathed slowly. The soft light illuminated the healthy blush on her face and her blinking eyelashes. Then, a faint sound of snoring began.
"Well…"
Have you fallen asleep while practicing meditation before you even get started?
Dean helplessly gathered the quilt around her.
…
Then, the days of half a month passed quickly, and the time came to a morning in early September.
during this time.
In addition to his own training and searching for news about No. 8 Carly, Dean also gave Jane a long telepathy lesson every day. The little girl may have felt something. She studied hard and conscientiously, and successfully mastered the secret of telepathy defense. She could do it in one second. Summon armor and barriers within.
She could barely maintain balance and fly with telekinesis, and her speed was not as fast as two or three meters per second, but her potential was endless and she would surpass Dean sooner or later.
In addition, Jane learned a way of attacking with telekinesis, because directly using telekinesis to attack enemies is inefficient and too wasteful.
Dean carefully selected a special weapon for her - a throwing knife.
Her huge telekinesis can control three flying knives at once, and accelerate them all to 170m/s, easily penetrating the vitals of the human body.
It's just that Dean gave her a ban and she can't take action against living creatures at the moment.
In addition, after two months of training, Jane was finally able to enter a meditative state, but she could not see the "red dragon" and would fall asleep every time she maintained it for ten minutes.
Meditation has brought huge benefits to Jane, improving her negative symptoms of using superpowers... She can perform mild mental behaviors such as controlling flying knives, and she no longer has nosebleeds.
Meditation has also stabilized her mental state a lot, and she is in a state of peace and joy every day, full of energy, waiting for Dean and Hope to fulfill their promise to visit their mother in half a month.
…
Jane is not the only one growing up.
Dean, who is responsible for teaching, also gained something. His ability to repeatedly review skills and manipulate shadows has been further honed, and he can achieve greater goals with less mental power.
The most intuitive thing is that his maximum flight speed increased to seven meters per second.
In addition, various abilities have also been exercised.
Fighting lv3 (90→100/400)
Shooting lv3 (330→340/400),
Shadow of the Past lv2 (50→61/300)
Red Dragon Meditation lv2 (240→280/300)
Mimic lv1(170→200/200)
System capabilities:
Limbo shuttle lv0 (charging progress: 98/100)
…
"about there."
Dean glanced at Hope and Jane chatting in the ancestral house, drove the car into the woods, and kept an eye on the + sign behind the mimic.
upgrade.
Pseudomorph lv1→lv2 (0/300).
Blood replication time: 4 hours → half an hour.
Maximum duration of mimicry: 4 days → half a month.
Mimic cooling time: 4 days → 1 day.
You gain 1 point of constitution.
Physique:16.1→17.1.
The sunlight through the car window illuminated Dean's red cheeks, his temples bulged high, and the blood vessels and veins on his neck protruded abnormally, like hemp ropes that were twisted repeatedly.
The muscles in his body contracted as if alive.
Plop!
Plop!
His heart beat violently, as if it was about to jump out of his chest, sending blood as hot as flames to all parts of his body. Dean seemed to be imprisoned in an invisible furnace.
The powerful heat rushed to all parts of his body, causing bursts of white hot steam to come out of his standard head.
The internal organs, skin and bones are quietly strengthened and reinforced under the heat.
five minutes later.
breathe…
Dean's body, which was as tense as an iron block, relaxed, and sweat covered his handsome and handsome cheeks.
He wiped away the sweat and felt the strong heartbeat.
He clenched his fist suddenly, vigorous vitality flowing through his veins.
He casually took out a knife from the space and slashed it hard on his forearm!
Phew…
The tip of the knife left only a faint white mark, but the skin was not scratched.
"Now it is difficult for ordinary people to hurt me with cold weapons."
In addition, after this simulation upgrade, the cooling time has been drastically shortened to one day, and the maximum duration has soared to half a month.
This means that Dean can transform almost without interruption. He has become a real man with a thousand faces, which will make it much easier to do dangerous things in the future.
So proficiency improves efficiency?
…
On the car window glass.
The skin on the Asian face swelled like a balloon, and squirmed and deformed like soft plasticine.
"Hiss... the pain of deformation has lessened. No, my tolerance for pain has increased."
"And the transformation activation time has been shortened."
Five seconds.
Dean turned into a Sulian with blond hair, blue eyes, a high nose, and sunken eyes. He was one of the spies he had killed.
Dean looked at his watch and the changes in proficiency, and from time to time took out snacks from the space and stuffed them into his mouth to replenish the energy he had consumed.
Two hours later.
Dean frowned.
“Less proficiency.”
In just half an hour, the skill proficiency increased by 1 point to lv2 (1/300) and then became motionless.
"So now you can only spend half an hour at most to gain 1 point of proficiency each time you transform?" Dean's face was gloomy, and the initial excitement gradually disappeared.
The cooling time of mimicry is one day, and the maximum number of transformations you can achieve is once every two days. You can gain up to fifteen proficiency points by transforming fifteen times a month.
"The next time the simulation is upgraded it will be 20 months later."
"But this is normal. With such an incredible ability, the difficulty will naturally become more and more difficult."
…
Finished sorting out the gains from ability upgrades.
Dean cast his gaze into the system: caged bird—one hundred and thirty-eight percent.
Submit anytime.
"Take Jane to visit Terry tomorrow, harvest the last wave of event progress, and then withdraw the rewards."
"Then it's time for me to go."
(End of chapter)
