Qingshan also agreed with Luo Wenyuan's point of view and said, "Uncle, in fact, people with special abilities have one thing in common: their pineal glands are three to five times larger than those of ordinary people. From the perspective of anatomy and genetics, special abilities can easily be inherited in families. There is a precedent of three generations of special abilities in the Qilin Special Forces. Since Wenyuan is a special ability, then you, who are related to Wenyuan, may also have the same special gene and have the basic conditions to become a special ability. So the possibility of you being a special ability is indeed very high."
Luo Shaohui was confused by what he heard, and he was sweating and his head was buzzing. He actually asked for a glass of water to sober up. Qingshan secretly gave him a glass of Lingtan water to refresh him. Only then did Luo Shaohui feel that the sweat had gone away and he felt much more comfortable.
"Wen Yuan, what kind of supernatural power do you think I have? Water attribute?"
Luo Wenyuan shook his head and said, "That's possible. The characteristic of water-attributed psychics is the ability to manipulate liquids, but you can stay underwater for days without breathing, which can't be explained by water-attributed psychics. Uncle, have you ever tried to actively use your psychic powers?"
"Fuck! I only just heard you two tell me I have superpowers. How can I send them? I can't!"
The method and timing of each psychic's first activation of their powers are different. They cannot learn from others' methods and experiences, and can only rely on themselves to slowly explore and grasp that mysterious feeling. Only after more practice can they act according to their heart and apply it freely.
When Luo Shaohui was in a daze before, he might have relied on his survival instinct to use his superpowers, but now that he has regained consciousness, he can't remember the past very clearly. This means that he has not actively used his superpowers when he was fully awake, and is not much better than a person with superpowers who has just awakened.
Luo Wenyuan looked at Qingshan, who also spread his hands helplessly and said, "Don't look at me, there's nothing I can do. I don't think this matter can be rushed. Anyway, my uncle's ability has awakened. When the time comes, he will naturally figure out how to use it. What do you think?"
"Yes, that's right. After we return home, I will take my uncle to the Qilin headquarters. Uncle Bai will definitely have a way to measure his supernatural attributes."
"Uncle Bai? His surname is Bai...Bai Hezheng?"
"Well, Uncle Bai is a wood-attributed mutant and is now the commander-in-chief of the Qilin Special Forces."
Luo Shaohui had a constipated expression on his face. "Alas, when Lao Bai was young, he looked like a weak scholar, and he couldn't compare to my eldest brother in every way. But he joined the Qilin Special Forces and became a special forces soldier. I couldn't understand why, and thought he must have got in through the backdoor. Every time we met, we would have a few arguments and then part ways on bad terms. Later I found out that this old guy didn't get in through the backdoor, he was a superpower. I wanted to find a chance to apologize to him, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. Then... I was 'sacrificed'. More than ten years later, when we met again, I found myself in his hands. Damn it, I hope this old guy won't take the opportunity to make fun of me..."
Back then, Luo Shaohui was a leader among the children of the capital's elite families, both in terms of family background and ability, and he was full of ambition and ambition. Over a decade later, people his age are now the backbone of society, pillars of China, with successful careers and happy families. Yet, he spent over a decade as a homeless man, with nothing but a special ability whose properties he hadn't even figured out, and a sense of loss and resentment was inevitable.
Seeing this, Qingshan quickly comforted him, "Uncle, Uncle Bai isn't a narrow-minded person. If you were interested in joining Qilin, he would be overjoyed. How could he mock you?"
Luo Shaohui rubbed his face vigorously, scratched his mop-like long hair, let out a long sigh, and finally accepted the reality.
"Well, I never thought that even in my middle age, I could still realize my childhood dream and become a Qilin special forces soldier. Hehe, what a fucking character!"
Luo Wenyuan told his uncle some interesting stories about the Qilin Special Forces for a while. The three of them ate while chatting, and before they knew it, the whole table of food was gone. Most of it went into Luo Shaohui's stomach, making him burp so much.
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