Bad day.

Everything has changed, two years of regularity since I saw the hour hand past five o'clock. Life has been completely broken, in fact, I already had this premonition when I was just in the dream, but I am not sure after all.

First of all, the most definite is the five senses, I have never seen the world normally, the world will never be a blue sky or white clouds or a moonlit night and stars in my eyes, but when I found that my vision can change with my mind for the first time, the uneasiness in my heart is more than surprise.

Shaking my head, I was just about to use my hands to prop myself up from the bed, but unexpectedly my center of gravity was empty, and the whole person lay back with a roar, and there was a big hole next to it - what a lot of power, when did it happen? My strength has always been well controlled, although I could easily destroy the wooden bed under me a long time ago, but because the strength of my body has always been gradually increasing, so there has never been an accident, what happened after last night, just now the man seemed to say that I suddenly got a lot of energy in my body, how much energy will make me lose control of my limbs.

It was already twenty minutes after I went out, during which I not only initially mastered the sudden huge power, but also became familiar with various perception systems, looking at the new picture around me, I couldn't help but feel a little relieved in my originally boring mind, of course, just a little.

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Because of the visual adjustment, I really saw the world for the first time, the not so blue sky, the buildings and the dark asphalt road and the new light rendering effect around it, although it was not as beautiful as last night's dream, but this view was more real.

Walking on the crowded streets, looking at everyone's faces again, my thoughts sank again, I don't belong here, and I'm afraid I will never belong here, and I wonder what kind of place it is, the people there are exactly the same as the people here, and my intuition tells me that I will not belong there, there is no place for me in this world.

Intense negative emotions swirled around my heart, like maggots in rotting bones, storing in my heart and eating away at reason.

As always, the surrounding vacuum was maintained, and this time, I could clearly feel that the whole street and everyone around me were "hypnotized" by me, yes, I called it "hypnosis". I have studied my own special abilities, whether it is simple control over others or the relative stillness of time, which is actually determined by my mind. When I strongly want to achieve something, my thinking affects the people around me, so these ordinary people often do a lot for me spontaneously and unconsciously under my control; The extreme stillness of the picture is the acceleration of one's own biological clock, and at the same time, it also strongly interferes with the consciousness of the people around it, making it ignore the imperceptible time of the real past, so that even if a second or two has passed, we think that we are stunned and ignore the small gap to achieve our static picture, how can there actually be a real stillness?

Then, one of the negative effects also appeared, my spirit interfered with the people around me, causing them to have subtle changes in consciousness, which is the so-called "stunned mind", and the confusion from time to time may affect what it usually does, but-

At the intersection, a bright red sedan ignored the traffic light that had just jumped and crashed straight into a few people who had just stepped onto the sidewalk, and when he came back to his senses, it was already too late, and even if the brakes were pressed tightly, they could not stop the strong inertia, and the situation was not alleviated in any way.

I stood there steadily, constantly speeding up my biological clock, watching the two get closer and closer, observing the horror of the pedestrians and the confusion of the driver, and at that moment an inexplicable pleasure was breeding, invading the mind like a devil, I hated them, since we are not of the same kind, then it doesn't matter how we destroy it.

But how did I end up like this?

The picture stood still again.

When did I become so cold-blooded? Thoughts, echoing.

I have never been in sync with the world, and the world has never belonged to me, no friends, no people I love or love me, and even my parents and I have been indifferent. But I never stopped fantasizing for a moment, because there was always that thought in my heart, as long as I overcame my innate rejection of the people around me, and tried to find someone who could resonate with me in the vast sea of people, no, as long as I could have the heart to communicate, then everything would be fine. Because I'm still a human being, no matter how special or abnormal I am, I'm still a human being, and no one calls me a monster when I go out, because my appearance makes me insist that I'm a member of the neighborhood, although I already know that the internal structure of my body is actually very different from everyone else, but because of my appearance, I have a fluke mentality.

And now, that fluke has finally been shattered.

However, when I saw that the front of the car had been attached to a little girl, regret and guilt spread in my heart, I had never hurt an innocent person, but this time I am afraid it will be difficult to turn back. I can't save her, there is surveillance video at the intersection, and no matter how fast I go, my speed is limited, I don't have time to destroy the camera first and then save people, and I can't expose my secrets to this kind of equipment, that will make me have nothing to hide, I said, my speed is limited, my consciousness is limited, and I can't modify these mechanical equipment.

Soon, a huge amount of energy was pouring out on the poor child - my eyes wandered between the front of the car and the camera, and the guilt grew stronger, almost overwhelming me, and at that moment I wished I had some kind of strength, that I could stand right here, and then silently destroy the video and block the front of the car.

So, O power, where are you? At that moment, a longing arose that I needed strength, both now and in the future.

And then—

A loud roar resounded through the streets, and I experienced a scene that I will probably never forget in my life: the car was stationary, stationary in front of the child, more precisely before the tip of the nose, the front of the car and the people were fine, but the back half of the body had cracked and wrinkled together inch by inch and scrapped, as if it had hit not the front but the back.

Everyone was stunned, neither the parties involved in the original accident nor the surrounding bystanders expected that this would be the result in the end, they were ready to see the bloody scene, but no one expected such a strange "accident". The girl looked stupidly at the car close at hand, forgetting even her fear and crying, and watched motionlessly, while the people around her were rejoicing and wondering why, no one knew why such an unscientific phenomenon happened, including me.

I stared deeply at the strangely deformed sedan, then at the also broken camera, and silently walked away, not forgetting to erase the incident from everyone's consciousness before leaving, but not too much about the other consequences, because I knew I was in serious trouble.

At that moment, I could clearly feel that my consciousness was under two pressures, one large and one small, the big one like a mountain blow and the small one like a cone thorn.