Chapter 13: The Genius Painter

Baker knew that the boy in front of him could turn paper money to ashes in a single thought.

He deduced from this that it must not be difficult for the boy to turn him into ashes.

He really regretted it, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the world, and regretted that he shouldn't have listened to the boss.

"But how do I get into your school? You have walls, you have electricity, and I can't get into it as a thug. ”

Baker was making his last struggle, and how he wished Ivan would punish him in a different way.

"Oh, it's easy, just send you in, follow me." Ivan said, starting to walk towards the gym exit.

Baker had to keep up.

"Fan!"

Jessica stopped Ivan from a distance, and she walked over quickly.

"Don't you practice? What are you going to do? ”

"Oh, we're afraid that the loud conversation will affect others, so let's go outside and talk for a while, and ventilate by the way." Ivan said.

"Oh..."

"Well, I'll be back in fifteen minutes, you play first." Ivan said.

"Fifteen minutes?"

"Hmm."

Jessica gradually smiled: "Fan, I'll just say, you really are..."

"Sure what?"

"It's nothing, don't bother you two."

Jessica gave a 'I know' smile and turned away.

(βŠ™οΉβŠ™)??

Ivan blinked his dull eyes, Jessica was so strange...

"Ahem, do you want to explain it to her?" Baker asked.

"What's the explanation?"

"It's just... Well, nothing. ”

(βŠ™οΉβŠ™)????

After the two walked out of the gym, Baker was taken by Ivan to a no-man's alley.

"How do you say you're going to get me in? It's not just the power grid, it's the janitors..."

"Take it off." Ivan said lightly.

"What? Do you want to take it off here? ”

"Well, when the time comes, hurry up and finish three laps, and your task will be completed, don't forget to call me a pervert, or you will have to run again."

Baker was a little confused, didn't the teenager say let him run to the back playground of Townsend Harris? It's a long way from Townsend Harris.

"Hurry up."

"Okay!" Baker let go, and took off his clothes in three times and five by two.

Eventually, all he was left was a pair of leather shoes on his feet.

"What now?"

Ivan didn't answer, his plaid shirt stirred, and a pale blue light burst out of his body as Baker floated.

"What the hell?" Baker was shocked, why did he float uncontrollably?

"Go ahead, I wish you a smooth journey."

He floated higher and higher, already six meters above the ground, and then began to turn automatically, and floated towards Townsend Harris High School.

"Wardfark!"

He subconsciously struggled with his limbs, and now he was like an octopus missing four claws, propelled by an inexplicable force in the sky to drift at high speed.

Soon he was above the playground behind Townsend Harris, and he found himself already landing, the feeling of falling that made his heart rise to his throat.

Eventually, he breathed a sigh of relief, and landed on all fours.

After standing up, he quickly realized his current predicament, and he saw that several students who had stayed on their own in the window of the main building were watching him and talking.

"Fight! It's only three laps! It's nothing to me! ”

He ran wildly! Running along the edge of the playground while shouting, "I'm a pervert!" ”

Soon, campus security was dispatched, and they picked up sticks to chase the streaking perverts.

...

Ivan was already practicing dumbbells in the gym at the moment, and he didn't even look to see if Baker had completed three laps, his purpose was to make Baker look good, just send him in...

As for how to get out after sending it in, he doesn't worry about what will happen.

However, Ivan decided to let go of the three thugs in the sky later, they had already suffered a lot of crimes, and with the lesson of this close death...

o( ́^')o quantity They will rethink their lives.

"Fan, back? It didn't take more than fifteen minutes. ”

Jessica came to Ivan and picked up the same weight dumbbell as Ivan, even though she usually picked up heavier dumbbells.

"(β–Όγƒ˜β–Ό#) Jessica, what are you talking about, why do I feel so weird."

"(*^β–½^*) Hehe, actually, I'm kidding."

"(β–Όγƒ˜β–Ό#) Why don't I feel funny!"

"(ΰΉ‘β•Ήβ—‘β•Ή)γƒŽε”Ώ~ε”Ώ~, because you don't understand!"

Another pleasant day was spent that night, and that night, the three thugs found that the plot under their feet began to fall, and finally the plot forcibly matched its original position.

They have finally returned to Mother Earth.

"We... Saved! Ruth's eyes widened, even though he was hungry, but at the moment his eyes were staring, and he looked very energetic.

"I'll just say... You don't have to snatch my apples to eat. Kai rubbed his blue circles and smiled heartily.

From that moment on, they felt the beauty of being alive.

The road ahead after the darkness... It's light.

...

The next day, rumors began to spread about the reappearance of the vanished plot, but Ivan didn't care, and he inquired from the security guards about what happened to Baker the Streak.

Contrary to Ivan's imagination of Baker's detention, the school contacted Baker's family and immediately forcibly sent him to a nearby psychiatric hospital with consent.

He ended up shouting in the escort car: "I don't have mental problems!" I was magically forced to do this! I floated into it! You know the superpowers? Got it? ”

"Yes, we know, mentally ill people will say that they are normal."

"Nope! You don't understand how fifty dollars turned to dust right under my nose, you don't understand what happened to me, you bullshit don't understand anything! A bunch of birdmen. ”

"Yes, we don't understand, the doctors do."

...

Ivan held the paintbrush lightly, and he sat in the backyard of the red-haired man Cullen, with easels, drawing boards, colored pencils and other painting utensils standing in front of him.

When the lines are drawn and connected, the stunning picture jumps onto the page.

Cullen sat in the chair next to Ivan, admiring the painting of the young man in front of him, and he wondered why Ivan painted it.

The painting has been completed except for the background.

The drawing paper depicts a towering apple tree, and in front of the tree is a purple-skinned monster in golden armor holding an apple and about to put it in his mouth, such a picture is vividly sketched by Ivan.

Karen asked curiously: "Ivan, I understand the words of the apple tree, there is a reference in front, but this purple-skinned guy, where did he open his brain?" ”

"In my mind, I vaguely remember that there is such a cosmic overlord, maybe we will be able to see it in real life in ten years." Ivan said with a faint smile.

"The overlord of the universe in more than ten years? Coming to Earth? Haha, Ivan, who can draw, has such a big brain. Cullen gave a thumbs up, "But it's so good, you can draw it directly with what you think in your head, and it's so vivid, it's really amazing!" ”

"It's nothing," Ivan smiled happily, feeling happy in his heart when he was praised.

From the initial difficult copying, to the current casual painting, in just over a month, his painting skills have improved by leaps and bounds.

Ivan, who has a superb imagination, has a peak talent in painting, and in the process of painting, his imagination has become more and more consolidated, and his perception of psionic energy has become more and more keen.