Starting from the lifting of human restrictions

Chapter 190
Yang Chu rubbed his swollen eyebrows and looked up out of the window.

Through the glass windows that were washed clear yesterday, you can see the scenery outside.

The low and chaotic bungalows are crowded together, and the telephone poles standing upright in the middle of the buildings stand out from the crowd and are extremely abrupt.

A few high-voltage cables pass through the air like staves, and occasionally one or two birds who are tired from soaring fly down to take a rest, and then flap their wings and fly away.

Taking a light breath, Yang Chu looked away, and his mind returned to the desk.

The desks are common double desks in most schools, but the entire desk is Yang Chu’s battlefield alone. He sits in the last row of the classroom, because when the seats were arranged, the number of boys was odd, and he was very nervous. He quickly grabbed the treatment of having two exclusive seats for one person.

Stacks of books and test papers blocked the view from the podium. Although he was in the farthest corner of the classroom, few teachers would pay attention to him.However, Yang Chu emptied the books in the drawer and surrounded the whole table into a small castle.

In the empty area surrounded by stacks of books on the desk, there is a flat book spread out. The pages of the book are clean and there are no traces of pictures. Only a coin the size of a thumb is placed on it .

Yang Chu stretched out his palm and gently covered his smooth forehead, frowned slightly, his eyes showed some thought.

He took out a crumpled ball of paper from the middle of the drawer, tore off two small pieces, then rubbed it into two round strips with the palm of his hand, and stuffed them carefully into his nostrils.

Yang Chu lowered his head and let out a few breaths. Feeling that his nose could not breathe at all, he took out an old mobile phone with a broken screen from his pocket.

Turn on the timer in the phone, and follow Yang Chu to lie on the table with his hands on his chin.

A pair of eyes opened slightly, staring at the coin on the page.

Suddenly, under Yang Chu's gaze, the coin placed on the page moved strangely.

It's like a dying fish thrown ashore by someone in June, occasionally jumping back and forth.

Yang Chuchang took a deep breath, pursed his lips tightly, and held his breath, his face was slightly stiff, the hand resting on his chin trembled slightly, and bulging veins could be seen faintly.

The slight beating of the coin on the page became more and more violent, and suddenly it floated tremblingly, hovering in the air at a distance of one or two centimeters from the page.

Yang Chu's stiff face relaxed, a slight smile appeared on the corners of his tightly pursed mouth, he straightened up slightly, his chin left the back of his hand, and he breathed out the turbid air held in his lungs in a soothing manner, and the coin was also lightly held in the air. Shaking lightly, it landed on the page again.

"17 seconds! Three seconds longer than last time."

Yang Chu squinted slightly, and glanced sideways at the time on the phone.Then he touched his uncomfortable nose and reached out to remove a ball of paper.

The paper towel was stained with a layer of red blood, and there was a faint surge of heat in the middle of the nasal cavity.

Having experienced the previous few times, Yang Chu knew very well that it might be a nosebleed, so he slightly raised his head back, pinched the wings of his nose, and stuffed the paper ball into his nose again.

On the podium, a short and fat literature and history teacher wearing thick glasses was frothing, with a few traces of flush on his oily cheeks, and his stubby arms were waving vigorously from time to time. It was admirable but hard to imagine. The unattractive middle-aged man was so enthusiastic and dancing when he told the history of the development of the Federation.

But most of the students in almost the entire classroom were either sleeping or in a daze, and few of them listened carefully.

The educational management of Commonwealth School is very relaxed, and the teachers hardly worry too much about what the students are doing in class.It doesn't matter if you teach well or you teach badly.

Yang Chuwo was in the last row of the classroom, and had no idea about this feeling of giving up and self-abandonment.

Most of the rest of the classroom was the same.

The number of those who would be willing to study in a public school is very small, and it is even rarer to be admitted to high school from a public school.

Boring lessons, no interest in listening to the lectures, Yang Chu just wanted to pile up the books high enough to block other people's eyes from looking at him, and just leave them alone.

His current thoughts are all on the recently awakened super power.

In the recent period, Yang Chu felt a severe headache every day, with swollen eyebrows and gurgling throbbing, as if something was hiding in his brain and wanted to drill through his forehead and break out of the cocoon.

And just a week ago in the federal history class at this time, when he opened the book, he was so bored that he didn't want to move, thinking about turning the next page in his mind.

Then, the thin paper floated up automatically without wind, and turned over smoothly.

After that, I had a headache as if it was about to burst, and it felt like a stretchable golden hoop was put on the head, which was strangled so tightly that it was extremely painful.

After that time, Yang Chu discovered that he had awakened superpowers.

In the Commonwealth, it is not uncommon to awaken superpowers. Although Yang Chu has never encountered them in his life, he can often see news reports of some superpowers on TV and the Internet.

Some superpowers even have a large number of fans and fans just like celebrities, and various news media are chasing after them to report, and many businesses will also sell various figures, posters, and uniforms of these superpowers.

Of course, these superpowers are often called superheroes.

……

Playing with the coin in his hand, the metal texture rubbed against Yang Chu's palm and fingers.

This coin is the largest object that Yang Chu can move with his thoughts now, and it can be suspended five centimeters in the air for more than ten seconds.

After confirming that it is really possible to move objects, Yang Chu has been constantly testing and inspecting in recent days.

From being able to turn a thin page at the beginning, to being able to control the jumping of coins later, to making the coins float in the air like this today.

However, during the test in the past few days, Yang Chu found that trying to use the power of thought to move objects is an extremely sad thing.

Every time he used his mind power, he would feel severe head pain, accompanied by headache and nosebleed from time to time.

"I don't know if we can move heavier objects in the future, such as a book, or something heavier than a book."

Looking at the coins turning between his fingers, Yang Chu propped his chin and thought quietly.

Suddenly, in his field of vision, red light diffused, like a sea of ​​blood.

Submerging the classroom and everything around him that he saw, in the bloody red light, there seemed to be a figure faintly emerging.

Looking carefully, that figure seems to be Yang Chu himself.

"here we go again."

Yang Chu shook his head, then reached out and patted his cheeks twice.

The red light in front of my eyes gradually dissipated, and everything returned to normal.

"The sequelae of my awakening of superpowers shouldn't be serious, right?"

In the case just now, after Yang Chu used superpowers, besides headaches and nosebleeds, there was another sequelae.

Yang Chu has searched on the Internet, and some superheroes and super power awakeners have said in interviews or posts that this is a very normal sequelae.

For example, some people have hallucinations, often claiming to see some monsters, and some people have become very irritable, and some people even have alienated bodies, growing scales, tails, black hair and so on.

In comparison, Yang Chu felt that the sequelae of his awakening of super powers were very mild.

Just some weird hallucinations.

Maybe after a while, after he gets familiar with his superpower, it probably won't happen again.

Yang Chu has not told others about the awakening of superpowers.

It is said on the Internet that after awakening superpowers and registering and reporting, you can get subsidies, but there are also reports that you will be arrested by the federal government and put in prison for research.

Yang Chu didn't know if it was true or not. He felt that there were so many superheroes, and it was probably fake that they were arrested for research, but he still didn't dare to expose it.

At least he had to wait until he was familiar with the current superpowers.

but--

Awakened superpowers, for him, it seemed like a window suddenly opened in the boring and depressing study life.

His young and restless curiosity made him a little addicted.

Even though he would suffer from headaches and hallucinations every time he used his superpowers, he still enjoyed it.

Jingle Bell--

When the school bell rang for the last time, Yang Chucai moved his body slowly, lowered his head quietly and started packing his schoolbag.

The schoolbag is a bit old, and some sewing stitches are crooked. It is the most common street stall on the street.

Xiushui High School is not a particularly outstanding school, but it is the only public school in the entire Xiushui District that accommodates children like Yang Chu who grew up in various villages and slums.

After leaving the school gate, Yang Chu ran directly to a large garbage dump at the southernmost tip of Xiushui District. Although the public school is free, the meager relief money that the government distributes every year is not enough to sustain life.

After his adoptive parents died in an accident the year before last, Yang Chu's regular life consisted of going to school during the day, picking up garbage and buying second-hand goods at night, and doing odd jobs for others.

Jogging all the way on the dirty street, he could vaguely hear the roar of the motors of large mechanical trucks from a distance. Yang Chu was already familiar with the sounds of these vehicles, and he knew that it was garbage trucks from other urban areas driving to Xiushui District without looking. Garbage mountains to dump garbage.

Xiushui District is a slum area. Apart from poverty, the slum area is naturally full of dirty garbage and poor public security.

It's just that in the so-called democratic and free federation, a large piece of land in the south of Xiushui District is used by other urban areas to pile up garbage, and no one has ever protested.

More often, after those garbage trucks enter Xiushui District every day, a large number of people will emerge to loot them.

Many obsolete electronic products, daily necessities, and damaged appliances are like treasures in the eyes of people living in Xiushui District.

Yang Chu walked into the garbage dump. Two garbage trucks over 15 meters long were dumping dozens of tons of waste products. The musty smell of decaying materials and decayed metal rushed into his nose and nose. Yang Chu felt a little strange about the hills of rubbish standing in the wilderness.

There are very few people today, only a few old men with pale faces are picking up waste. The garbage trucks from Xiping District and several other areas only come every five days. Usually, at this time, it is definitely noisy and bustling. , A fiery scene.

Many residents in Xiushui District will be waiting in the garbage dump at this time, eagerly waiting to find a useful appliance. If it is some electronic products that are in good condition or slightly damaged, the person who finds them will at least grin. Smile for a few days.

Yang Chu didn't stand there for long, and soon ran to the newly formed garbage mountain several meters high. The stench mixed with domestic garbage was pungent, but this smell was already within Yang Chu's tolerance.Using both hands and feet, he quickly pulled away the sundries outside.

In today's Federation, the gap between the rich and the poor has reached a far-reaching level. The Federation's cutting-edge technology has begun the era of space development and navigation, but at the bottom of the Federation, there are still poor people who can't eat enough.

The benefits brought about by the development and progress of scientific and technological civilization have not been reflected in everyone.

In Xiushui District, many discarded items from other urban areas that have been scavenged from the garbage mountain are still very popular. Even occasionally, there are one or two discarded electronic products with high technological content, and no one can find them in the entire Xiushui District. use.

While searching for a while, Yang Chu caught a glimpse of an electric skateboard out of the corner of his eye.

The silvery-white shell is translucent, and the color is at least [-]% to [-]% new.Shout out good luck, such sound control equipment in good condition is rare, if the internal parts are in good condition, it may be able to sell for a good price in the second-hand market in Xiushui.

But before Yang Chu went to pick it up, a black and thin hand took the first step and grabbed the electric skateboard in his hand.

Yang Chu got annoyed for a while, grabbed an iron bar that was disassembled by a certain machine, and looked at the person who came by viciously.

The most hated people in this junkyard are those who snatch other people's things. He has been groping around here for a year or two, fighting a lot, and now almost no one will snatch things from him.

"It's Yang Chu, why are you here today?"

The owner of the black skinny hand was a dirty-looking man, unable to tell the exact age. He wore an old gray shirt on his stooped body. When he saw Yang Chu looking at him, he immediately grinned and showed a mouthful of dirty yellow teeth.

"Old Shuitou, I saw this thing first."

Yang Chu frowned and said forcefully, he recognized the man in front of him, everyone called him "Old Shuitou", he was also a scavenger at the garbage dump, and he often forced others to dig things out, and he didn't know that he was beaten and scolded because of this How many times, but always with a thick skin.

"Whoever picks it up, I picked it up first." Old Shuitou said with a chuckle, fine wrinkles filled his rough face, hugged the electric skateboard in his arms, and said to Yang Chunnu, "You boy Why come here today, everyone else has gone to Xiping District."

"Huh!" Yang Chu snorted coldly, and from the way Lao Shuitou was holding something, he knew that it might not be so easy for him to spit out that electric skateboard. Old Shuitou, don't blame me for being rude if you dare to steal my things again."

Lao Shuitou's gully-covered face smiled like a flower, smashed his mouth and licked his face and said, "Just this time, just this time. But today's live broadcast of the Armed Forces Contest in Xiping District is the favorite of you young people. Yes, I see that there are quite a lot of people who passed by today, the Armed Forces Contest, hey, so many people like to watch this fake mech? I think I was in..."

"Active armed contest?!" Yang Chu was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered the news he heard a few days ago that a big business in Xiping District had installed a holographic display in the commercial plaza, "No wonder there are so few people today. There is a live broadcast of the active armed contest."

Since the Commonwealth developed large-scale armed mechas and small individual exoskeleton armors, the concept of mechas has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people for nearly a hundred years.

Even Xiushui District, a poor area that has been forgotten by people and has no access to the technological leap of the Federation, is known to most people. There was even an obsolete civilian mecha in the garbage dump a few years ago, more than ten tons Its huge body was disassembled in just two days.

Some people also say that the reason why mechas and small individual mechanical exoskeletons appear is to deal with those extraordinary people who have awakened their superpowers.The Federation does not have such technology, and it has no binding force on the extraordinary at all.

However, this kind of thing is meaningless to a low-level person like Yang Chu, and he doesn't care about it.

The active armed competition mentioned by Lao Shuitou is not a mecha battle in reality. After all, mechas are expensive and not everyone can have them.

It is a mecha fighting competition in the virtual network, which is adapted from the real armed mechs. It fully simulates the armed mechas in reality. Armored people.

There are even many rumors that those armed pilots in the military also dabbled, improving their combat quality through various weird terrains and endless tactics.

However, even if it is a virtual network, almost no one in Xiushui District can afford it. The connector equipment to access the virtual network is expensive, and most people only know about it through some audio-visual equipment such as TV, computer, and mobile phone.

But just this has also allowed Xiushui District to generate a large enough fan base, and its number of fans is even larger than those of famous superheroes.

"Why, you want to go too?" Lao Shuitou squinted his eyes, holding the electric skateboard as if it were a treasure, and looked at Yang Chu with a half-smile.

Yang Chu glanced at Lao Shuitou noncommittally. Although he knew that the other party was also trying to support his family, he was still young and didn't like him at all, so he didn't want to talk to him at all.

After rummaging through the garbage mountain for a while, Yang Chu found that he couldn't pick out any good things for a while. He glanced at Lao Shuitou who was still unhurriedly rummaging through the garbage, turned around resentfully, and walked out of the garbage dump.

　There was a mistake in publishing the new volume of stories.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)