American comic: Checking in, Gwen in black stockings rolls her eyes.

"Johnny, this isn't a game. Our bodies have undergone unknown mutations, and there are huge risks lurking behind them. And have you considered that this ability might be abused?"

"Come on, bro,"

Johnny scoffed. "You're too serious. Life's short, enjoy it while you can!"

He whistled, and the flame at his fingertips transformed into a small bird that danced around his fingers.

In stark contrast to Johnny’s “enjoying it” is Ben Grimza.

His life was plunged into complete darkness.

His former girlfriend, Debbie, screamed in terror and ran away when she saw him now, looking like a rock.

She then broke up with him via a cold text message.

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242: Energy Frequency! Overclocking!

The letter was filled with fear and confusion; every word felt like a sharp knife piercing Ben's heart.

"A monster...she said I'm a monster..."

Ben sat alone in the corner of the laboratory, the giant stone hand holding the specially made cell phone that could withstand his strength.

The glaring breakup message was still displayed on the screen.

His voice was hoarse and low, filled with despair. The once strong rugby player was now as vulnerable as a child.

He began to deliberately avoid anything that could reflect light, and he hated seeing himself as he was now.

Reed put down his work, walked over to Ben, and patted him on the hard shoulder:

"Ben, I'm so sorry. We'll find a way, I promise."

"A guarantee? What guarantees do you have, Reed?"

Ben suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot.

"We're like lab rats! No, we're not even as good as lab rats! At least they aren't stared at like monsters!"

Susan watched all this with mixed feelings.

She understood Ben's pain and was also worried about Johnny's recklessness.

She herself was also uneasy about the changes in her body.

But unlike them, under Lin Feng's guidance, she began to have a deeper understanding of her own abilities.

"Susan, relax and feel the energy field around your body."

Lin Feng's voice was gentle yet powerful. They were currently in a quiet training room in the Baxter Building.

Susan closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Since returning to Earth, her "cultivation course" with Lin Feng has not been interrupted.

Lin Feng seemed unaffected by the outside disturbances and continued to patiently guide her.

Imagine the light passing through you, rather than being blocked by you.

Lin Feng continued to guide him.

Susan focused her mind, and gradually, she began to experience a strange sensation.

The world around her seemed to become transparent, and she could "see" the flow of energy.

She herself seemed to merge into this flowing energy.

She tried to reach out her hand, and at Lin Feng's prompting, she slowly opened her eyes—her hand had vanished.

Next came her arms, and then her whole body.

"I...I did it!"

Susan's voice was filled with surprise; although she couldn't see herself, she could clearly feel her own presence.

She tried taking a few steps, and the feeling was both novel and exciting. She could even see the approving smile on Lin Feng's face.

A few minutes later, Susan was deactivated from invisibility. Fine beads of sweat glistened on her forehead, but her face radiated excitement.

"This is amazing, Lin Feng! This feeling... is like being one with the whole world."

“You have a great talent, Susan.”

Lin Feng smiled.

"Invisibility is not just an optical technique, but also a form of energy assimilation. You learn how to adjust your own energy frequency to achieve a certain degree of synchronization with the ambient light waves."

"Thank you, Lin Feng."

Susan said sincerely.

"Without your help, I might still be panicking about these sudden changes. You made me realize that these abilities are not entirely a curse."

She paused, then mustered her courage and said:

"To express my gratitude, and also to... celebrate my initial mastery of this skill, I'd like to buy you a cup of coffee!"

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243: Want to come over for a visit? Sure, I'll do it!

"Or... go shopping? I know this might be a bit abrupt."

Lin Feng looked at the light shining in Susan's eyes, a mixture of gratitude, curiosity, and a hint of barely perceptible anticipation.

He smiled and nodded:

“I’m honored, Susan. The coffee sounds good.”

The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the streets of New York in a warm golden light, gilding the steel jungle.

Susan and Lin Feng walked side by side, deliberately avoiding areas where reporters might appear.

Susan wore a wide-brimmed hat and sunglasses, but this was more to avoid unnecessary trouble than out of shyness about her appearance.

At this moment, she felt exceptionally relaxed.

They found a quiet café and sat by the window.

"Seriously, Lin Feng,"

Susan stirred her latte in her glass.

"Sometimes I feel you're calmer than us 'parties involved'. How do you do that?"

Lin Feng took a sip of tea and glanced at the bustling crowd outside the window.

“I’ve been through some things that have taught me that emotional fluctuations don’t solve problems. Focusing on the present and finding solutions is far more meaningful than wallowing in panic or anger.”

"Where do you come from? How did you acquire your abilities?"

Susan finally asked the question that had been lingering in her mind for a long time.

She knew this might involve the other person's privacy, but she was just too curious.

Lin Feng's gaze deepened:

“My hometown is in a very far place, with a civilization completely different from this one. As for my abilities, part of them come from tradition, and part from spiritual practice. Just like learning to control energy, it is a long and focused process.”

They talked a lot, from their experiences on the space station to their observations on Earth, from their confusion about superpowers to their uncertainty about the future.

Susan found that chatting with Lin Feng was a very comfortable experience.

He always manages to pinpoint the core of the problem incisively, while offering comfort and inspiration in a peaceful manner.

She found herself becoming increasingly dependent on and admiring of this mysterious and powerful Eastern man.

The shopping trip was unexpectedly enjoyable.

Lin Feng showed a moderate interest in many things on Earth, while Susan enthusiastically introduced them to him like a tour guide.

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She even joked that Lin Feng's calm demeanor made him look like a philosopher no matter what he wore.

Lin Feng simply smiled in response, occasionally offering some fresh and insightful perspectives.

Before you know it, night falls.

Lin Feng insisted on taking Susan back to the private apartment area of ​​the Baxter Building.

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Standing at the apartment door, Susan felt a little reluctant to leave.

Today's date allowed her to temporarily forget her troubles and experience a long-lost sense of ease and joy.

"Thank you, Lin Feng. I had a great day today."

Susan said sincerely.

"Me too, Susan."

Lin Feng's gaze softened.

There was silence.

Susan bit her lower lip, as if she had made up her mind:

"Um...would you like to come in and have a seat? I have some nice red wine."

Her cheeks flushed slightly after she extended the invitation.

A hint of a smile flashed in Lin Feng's eyes; he did not refuse.

After all, this was an invitation from a beautiful woman.

....superior.

244: Conquering the Invisible Woman Susan!

"Sure, if you don't mind."

Susan's apartment was decorated warmly and elegantly, full of feminine delicacy.

She fumbled around for two wine glasses and poured red wine into them. Under the soft light, her cheeks glowed with a captivating rosy hue.

"To...our new capabilities?"

Susan raised her glass, trying to break the subtle awkwardness.

"A toast to every new beginning."

Lin Feng and she gently clinked glasses.

The wine, upon entering the throat, carries a mellow and fragrant aroma.

The atmosphere, fueled by alcohol and subtle emotions, gradually became ambiguous.

Soft jazz music filled the apartment, and Susan, somewhat shyly, danced with Lin Feng at his invitation.

Her hand rested on Lin Feng's shoulder, and she could feel his steady, powerful heartbeat.

Lin Feng gently placed his hand on her waist, his movements gentlemanly and considerate.

The dance steps were slow, and the two of them got closer and closer.

Susan could smell the faint, reassuring scent emanating from Lin Feng.

She looked up and gazed into Lin Feng's deep eyes, where it seemed as if stars were twinkling.

"Lin Feng..."

She whispered softly.

"Susan..."

No more words needed.

Under the hazy night sky of Manhattan, to the soft strains of music, their lips gently touched.