5 Earthquake?

The opening ceremony was soon over, and Ivan was left feeling disappointed.

Jessica on the other hand was very excited, with a still ecstatic expression. As she walked to the school building, she kept discussing Angel's superpowers with Ivan.

"Isn't he amazing? With a guy like him, the new semester must be fun, right?"

"Well..."

"Ivan, I look up to superpowers. If I had superpowers, I could do so many things, such as..."

Jessica's eyes dimmed for a moment.

"If I had superpowers, my parents would not have died."

As she said this, her pace slowed down.

Ivan knows that the parents she refers to are her biological parents.

"It's okay. The world's science and technology are developing very fast. Maybe there will be technology that can bring people back to life."

Ivan bluntly comforted.

"Ok..."

After the two chose the course schedule, they spent the whole day running to classes. Except when they took a break to eat in the cafeteria at noon.

In the afternoon, school was over.

Ivan returned to his dormitory. His dormitory was a double room with two beds. The other board mate had not yet returned. Ivan was lying on the bed, recalling Angel who was standing on the stage at the opening ceremony and performing superpowers.

'I also remembered what Angel said, that is, after eight years of continuous hard work and practice, he has become stronger and stronger.'

'Can superpowers become stronger and stronger?'

Thinking of this, Ivan decided to use his free time to practice and make breakthroughs like Angel did.

"Practice first... bend the object."

Ivan Sat up and picked up the pen on the bedside table.

Ivan just held it in his hand, and before he could even look at it, the pen softly bent to 150 degrees.

"No, I don't feel like practicing at all... I just flashed my thoughts, and the goal was achieved." Ivan murmured, "Can this really become stronger?"

His next thought flashed, and the bedside table suddenly floated, rushing directly to the ceiling, and breaking into pieces.

Staring blankly at the wood fragments and nails scattered around, Ivan stretched out his hand and out burst out a blue light. The scattered pieces were recombined into the original shape, but compared with the original, there were faint cracks and crevices.

"No, no matter whether it's floating or bending objects, I can't go all out. All the effects have happened before I can put all my strength in it, so I won't get any practice at all."

With that said, he put the curved pen back on the bedside table and fell on the bed to think again.

"But how can I become stronger?"

Ivan remembered the courage of Angel doing his best on the stage, and the pen gradually becoming curved under his hysterical volatilization.

'I remember that I always bend the iron spoon unconsciously when I was at home.'

While Angel was thinking about how to bend objects faster, what Ivan wanted was the opposite... to control the psionic energy as much as possible from overflowing.

"Do I need to be stronger than this?"

"Impossible, I haven't exercised it at all... Meanwhile Angel has exercised his for eight whole years!"

Ivan, who was lying on the bed, thought about it, and felt a little sleepy, He gradually dozed off and fell asleep.

...

"Hey! Why is my pen bent!"

In his sleep, Ivan heard a dim voice.

"Boy! Did you do it!"

"Huh...huh..." Ivan continued to fall asleep.

"Well, I'll settle this account with you when you wake up."

At midnight, Ivan woke up from sleep and got up.

He saw his only board mate sleeping on the bed opposite him. He was a fat man and was snoring very loudly.

He took out his phone and checked the time...

"It's over. I slept during the day and now I won't be able to sleep at night."

Jessica must have already been asleep at this time, So Ivan decided to take a walk outside.

Looking down from the window of the dormitory, the campus was silent and empty. Since it was the fifth floor, Ivan mind flashed a scene of him falling and fracturing some bones.

He is a little bit afraid of heights.

This was also one of the reasons why he was so nervous when he controlled the house to land in the first place.

Now he decided to overcome that fear.

"Does overcoming my fear of heights make me become stronger?"

Thinking about this, he floated himself up with his thoughts. Ivan, who was now full of blue light, jumped from the fifth floor and fell to the ground like a paper man.

In the dark night, the azure light was breathtakingly beautiful.

"Done…"

In the process of landing, like every person who is afraid of heights, Ivan's mind kept flashing thoughts about what to do if his powers fail, he would definitely break a few bones...

It is a pity that none of that happened. His psychic energy is too powerful. If it is not deliberately suppressed, it is difficult to fail.

"Time to take a walk outside the campus and buy something delicious."

The campus has a high fence and a power grid. The public security in this area is very general. This is to provide students with some sense of security.

Ivan used two fingers to aim at the wall, and the blue light burst and shattered the stone wall at a single thought. The dust stirred up but under the protection of the psychic barrier, it was completely isolated.

After going out, Ivan flashed another thought to reorganize and fix the stone wall.

The streetlights on the roadside were dim. Ivan did not find a supermarket still open after walking a long distance. Instead, he found a bar. It was too late now. Ivan did not find a good place to go except this bar, so he walked in immediately.

Unlike the noisy environment Ivan had imagined, there were only a few young people drunk on a round table, and a bald black man sitting in front of the bar chatting with the boss.

"Oh, hey, kid, how are you." The bar owner is a white man, and he discovered the existence of Ivan quickly.

The black man head this and looked back at Ivan with cold eyes.

He has a burly physique, with a beast-like gaze, giving people a sense of psychological oppression.

"Go out, this is the bar." The black man said coldly.

"why?"

"Because you are a minor." The black man said, holding up the glass and drank the wine inside.

"So, are you the boss or is he the boss?"

"He is." The black man responded coldly.

"Hahaha." The boss laughed at the conversation between the two. "You should be a student nearby. It is midnight, but it does not matter. If you do not drink, you are welcome to stay with me for a while."

"Are there sodas?"

"There are some."

Sitting in front of the bar drinking soda, Ivan learned from the conversation between the black man and the boss that the black man was named Carl Lucas. He was a gangster in the neighborhood. He looked very mature, but he was only 21 years old.

But Ivan was not afraid. If the other party asked for trouble, he was happy to get a target for practice.

Isn't actual combat the best way to become stronger?

Just as Ivan was thinking about superpowers, the black man suddenly raised his big hand and grabbed Ivan.

The hand came quickly and swiftly caught Ivan's shoulder

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"Boy, you..."

The blue light flashed and disappeared in .03 seconds at a speed that the naked eye could not capture. Then they listened to the continuous sound of "ping".

The wine glasses on the bar were swaying, the wine bottles placed on the cabinets fell to the ground, and the chairs and stools fell to the ground. The ground vibrated greatly, and the world seemed to tilt at this moment.

"What the hell!"

The black man was unstable and quickly held on to the bar, and then the vibration on the ground became smaller and smaller, returning to calm.

"Was that an earthquake?" The boss looked pale.