The cool night breeze blew away some of the annoyance in Mou Xuan's heart.
He stood in front of the window, the cigarette flickering between his fingers.
Balancing training intensity and the safety of the psychics is indeed a headache.
"Bang!"
A loud bang broke the silence of the night, followed by exclamations and screams one after another, and the direction of the training ground instantly became a mess.
"Fuck! What's going on?" Mou Xuan frowned, crushed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and rushed out in one step.
Before reaching the training ground, a suffocating wave of energy had already hit me, and the air seemed to carry a tingling sensation of electric current.
Mou Xuan's heart sank, thinking to himself that this was not good.
In the training ground, the space around Dong the psychic was distorted. His face was hideous and distorted, beads of sweat the size of beans were sliding down his cheeks, and his eyes were filled with fear and confusion.
"Ah... I can't control myself!" Dong the Psychic roared at the top of his lungs, his voice changing into a different pitch.
His superpowers were like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, running wildly in all directions, tearing the surrounding training equipment into pieces, sending debris flying everywhere, and creating a mess.
"What the hell is going on? Is he possessed?"
"Run! Brother Dong's ability is out of control!"
"Help! I don't want to die!"
The other people with special abilities were so frightened that they fled outwards, tumbling and crawling, for fear of being affected.
Chen Yao was also squeezed in the crowd, looking anxiously at Dong the alien in the center of the field, with worry written all over her face.
"Brother Xuan, what should we do? Brother Dong seems to be unable to control his superpowers!" Chen Yao's voice trembled slightly.
Dong the alien was filled with despair at this moment.
He has always been quite proud of his own strength, and he especially can't stand those new psychics, especially that new guy named Lou, who is timid and submissive and is simply a waste.
But now, he found that he couldn't even control his own abilities. This strong sense of gap almost made him collapse.
"Am I really going to be finished?" Fear surged into his heart like a tide, drowning him completely.
At this moment, he saw Mou Xuan standing outside the crowd.
"Brother Xuan, save me... I don't want to die!" Dong the psychic's voice was hoarse and desperate.
Mou Xuan stood there, his eyes deep and no emotion could be seen.
He stared at Dong the Psychic, seemingly thinking about something.
"Brother Xuan, think of a solution quickly! If this continues, someone will die!" Chen Yao urged anxiously.
However, Mou Xuan remained motionless, as if waiting for something.
"Brother Xuan..." Chen Yao wanted to say something, but Mou Xuan raised his hand to stop her.
"Shh..." Mou Xuan's eyes were always fixed on Dong the psychic, but a meaningful smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Interesting..." he muttered softly.
"What are you all standing there for? Are you watching the show?" Mou Xuan said with a hint of teasing, his eyes sweeping over the trembling psychics around him, "Coach Bai, aren't you known as the 'Psychic Whisperer'? Go ahead!"
Coach Bai was confused. What the hell was that?
The Whisperer?
When did he get this title?
However, since the boss had spoken, he did not dare to neglect it and walked up to Dong the Powerful Person.
"Dong the Psychic, take a deep breath, feel the energy flowing in your body, and try to communicate with it, just like chatting with an old friend..." Coach Bai's voice was trembling. He was unsure. How could this thing, if it had gone crazy, still be able to chat?
The psychics around looked at each other in bewilderment. What kind of a trick was this?
Chatting with superpowers?
Are you kidding us?
This is even more outrageous than "thank you for listening to me"!
"What's up, Brother Xuan?"
"You don't want Coach Bai to be killed, do you?"
"This Dong superpower is about to explode on the spot, and he's still chatting? I'm afraid they'll all go to heaven while chatting!"
Everyone was full of doubts and even began to wonder if Mou Xuan was crazy.
However, to everyone's surprise, under the guidance of Coach Bai, Dong the Psychic actually began to calm down.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the raging energy in his body and trying to calm it like a tantrum child.
"Be good, stop making trouble, let's go home..." Dong the Psychic muttered to himself, his tone so gentle as if he was coaxing his girlfriend.
The psychics around were all stunned. What was going on? Does this trick really work?
As time went by, the distorted space around Dong the Psychic gradually returned to normal, and the violent energy slowly subsided. Finally, he slowly opened his eyes.
"I... I have it under control?" Dong the psychic's voice trembled slightly, as if he was dreaming.
"Awesome, Brother Xuan! This move is amazing!"
"The Whisperer lives up to his name!"
"Brother Xuan is indeed a god!"
The psychics all looked at Mou Xuan with admiration. They originally thought that Mou Xuan would use tough measures to suppress Dong the psychic, but they didn't expect that he would use such an incredible method, and it succeeded!
This is simply a divine operation!
The corners of Mou Xuan's mouth slightly raised, revealing a mysterious smile.
"Coach Bai, it seems that your title of 'Energy Whisperer' will be known throughout the base."
Coach Bai scratched his head, looking embarrassed, "Hey, it's all because of Brother Xuan's good leadership..."
Suddenly, Mou Xuan's face changed and he looked into the distance, "It seems that someone doesn't want us to be so successful..." Chen Yao looked at Mou Xuan's profile. The moonlight sprinkled on his angular face, as if it was coated with a layer of silver light.
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