mob in marvel

After school. mob walked alone on the way home as usual. He has long been accustomed to such days, which appear to be very lonely in the eyes of others. There was no trace of loneliness in his heart for this kind of loneliness. A teenager who is only fifteen years old. In the face of loneliness, what he showed was indifference and indifference beyond this age. Almost everyone who knew mob thought he was trying to pretend to be strong. There were even worse people, guessing that mob might be a freak with no emotions at all. Pretend to be strong, really not. But to say that mob has no feelings. It's true. Start from remembering. Lin Chen doesn't seem to have the feelings that normal humans should have. This is not to say that he is really as thoughtless as a piece of wood. He could feel the ambiguity in his female classmates' eyes, he could feel the hatred and incomprehension of boys of the

same age towards him, and he could also feel the curiosity and suspicion of his teachers and classmates. He just...to all of this, can't produce the slightest emotion! He couldn't have any sympathy for the feelings of those around him. Whether he has admiration, hatred, curiosity, or doubt about everything he encounters. He couldn't make any waves in his heart. No joy, no depression, no sorrow, no anger... He is like a piece of wood or ice that will never melt. But he is not actually a wooden ice cube, nor is he mentally retarded. He has concepts in his mind, how a normal person should react to these. But he just couldn't make himself react like that, he couldn't even pretend. Or perhaps, his emotions were suppressed by something invisibly. Let him not express it normally. The reason mob would think so. It's because he lost the feelings that normal humans should have at the same time. But there is also a superpower that normal humans shouldn't have. That is—spiritual power! When did he realize that he has spiritual power? Probably, when he was five years old? For the first time, I noticed that the spoon and chopsticks in my hand would become bent at every turn? The things in the house are often broken because of the psychic energy that you unconsciously reveal? This is the first time I found out that my emotions have not completely disappeared... It was absorbed by the psychic energy, and became a kind of motivation when the psychic energy exploded? Even though I was born too different. But Lin Chen still didn't have any feeling, he thought about it, and didn't think it was great. Psionic energy can neither bring his parents back to life. Nor can he achieve A+ in every subject. Not only is there nothing to be proud of, but also to guard against the risks after the secret is leaked, and has been

suppressing this superpower. Sometimes he even has an idea. Does it really make sense to live so lonely and emotionlessly in the world?

"hiss--"

Is walking on the road. A piercing brake sound rang! On the road beside him, a container truck was rushing towards him out of control! Because of the blessing of psychic energy, the speed of container cargo is actually very slow in mob's eyes. He knew that as long as he raised his hand. It can prevent the tragedy from happening. But in this way, it seems that his spiritual power is about to be exposed. In this "normal" world, you have to explain why you have superpowers. It seems to be a very troublesome thing... mob thought so. There are still no waves on his face. He didn't even panic at all. "what--" There was a scream of passersby beside him. Forget it, since life is destined to be lonely, maybe you can be a normal ghost if you die. It's okay to think about it this way.

... "..."

I felt some warm air and seemed to be being sucked into my lungs. mob's senses gradually recovered. mob felt a little uncomfortable with the faint pain in the back of his head, as well as the feeling of stiffness and

soreness in the body. The last memory stayed after school, and he walked home as usual. An out-of-control box-cargo truck came galloping without being blocked by itself! At the moment when the vehicle collided with his own body, mob didn't even have time to feel the pain and lost consciousness. "Am I dead? Still in the hospital?" The boy asked himself in his heart. There was a buzzing sound similar to a ventilating fan and a clanging iron beating. The touch from under the body is also very strange. mob moved his fingers and felt a blanket under him. Where he lay, the bed board was hard, and the blankets were a little damp and sticky. A somewhat noisy environment with a little dark and humid environment sketched out a rough outline in my mind. Obviously, this is not a hospital, let alone a home. mob moved his eyelids slightly and slowly opened his eyes. What catches the eye is a cave with very obvious excavations. And where he lay, it was a small old iron bed that was thrown in the corner. In the closed space, the only light source besides a few not very bright incandescent lamps and a blazing fire! Next to the stove, stood a man in a vest who was hammering iron