I set off a mysterious revival in Marvel

Chapter 5 Consuming Potions
All the Fate Points donated by the Fate Scale were used for the lottery draw, and Ayrin had no remaining Fate Points for the second lottery draw.

If he gave up the fortune-telling potion in his hand, Ayrin didn't know how long it would be before he touched the extraordinary power system next time.

In this world dominated by ordinary people, it is not so easy to obtain extraordinary power.

And even if you get it.

Most of the extraordinary power in the Marvel world, the upper limit is not as high as that of the sequence potion body system.

There is no certain power.

In this crisis-ridden world, can I really live to that day?

Moreover, even if I have accumulated a hundred destiny points again, can I really draw out what I am satisfied with?
Thinking of the piece of information that he had just accepted, that the balance of fate was polluted by someone, Ayrin doubted that even if he turned the [Fate Compass] next, what he would get would not be as good as the [Seer] demon in his hand. Good medicine goes there.

The balance of fate is polluted, who knows if the things it draws out will be affected.

And... I don't have much time to worry about myself.

Say nothing else.

Even now, there are still a lot of troubles outside, waiting for him.

thought here.

Ayrin's gaze towards the tube in his hand gradually became firmer.

At this moment, Ayrin suddenly felt that his body was getting heavier rapidly, and his surroundings were erratic, his eyes went dark at first, and then he regained his sight.

In a trance, Aylin returned to the hotel he rented. If it wasn't for the tube of dark blue potion in his hand, Aylin really suspected that everything just now was a dream of his own.

"Huh, it doesn't look too bad, at least I'm not someone without gold fingers."

Lowering his head and chuckling, after making fun of himself, Ayrin raised his head and directly poured the [Seer] potion in his hand into his mouth.

The cool and greasy feeling quickly filled Ayrin's mouth, then slipped through the esophagus and flowed into the stomach.

Then the tube of viscous blue liquid seemed to grow thin and long tentacles, and the coldness and stimulation instantly penetrated into every cell of Ayrin.

Under the stimulation of the potion, Ayrin twitched involuntarily.

Then his vision began to blur, his soul seemed to start to ascend again, and everything around him quickly distorted and deformed, and then became abstract.

Even Ayrin's thinking began to become erratic, but fortunately, his remaining sanity maintained that sliver of clarity.

He barely opened his eyes, perceiving the surrounding scene.

Surrounding him, there are strange and indescribable figures, "they" are constantly surrounding "myself", seeming to want to hold him, let him become one of them, and fall here forever.

"No, you can't be held by them..."

Suddenly, Aylin had a clear understanding, his consciousness suddenly sank, and quickly merged with his body.

boom!
In an instant.

The abstract painting style returned to normal, and the figures surrounding Ayrin also quickly dissipated.

The scene in the room returned to normal, but Ayrin obviously didn't recover from the transformation of the potion so quickly.

At this time, a lot of knowledge rushed into his head instantly, giving him the illusion that his head was bursting, and there were shadows in his eyes, and there were also a lot of double images.

Those double images kept whispering something in Ayrin's ear, but Ayrin still couldn't hear clearly.

There was a stabbing pain on his forehead, and his heart was quickly filled with the urge to vent and destroy.

Frowning, he shook his head continuously.

It took quite a while for Ayrin to overcome that horrible feeling.

"call······"

After exhaling a long breath of turbid air, Aylin found that his whole body was wet, as if soaked in water, and his whole body was soaked with his own sweat.

“What a terrible experience!”

After a wry smile, Ayrin didn't feel much pain in his heart, instead he felt a little bit more joyful.

After taking the [Seer] potion, Ayrin suffered not only pain, but it also truly endowed him with extraordinary power and a part of mysterious extraordinary knowledge.

"According to that knowledge, I should now learn to restrain my power through meditation, and then control it..."

The first step is to adjust your breathing.

Ayrin deepened his breathing and slowed down the corresponding frequency.

Taking slow, melodious and rhythmic breaths again and again, Ayrin let his mind empty little by little.

At the same time, he and his mind outlined a huge sacred balance, allowing all attention and thoughts to hit on it, so as to eliminate the rest of the messy thoughts.

Meditation needs to outline the objects that do not exist in this world and are imagined out of thin air. Only in this way can we transcend the "self" little by little, become one with the "I" in the universe, gain insight and enlightenment to the truth, and gain Knowledge that can only be understood by oneself.

·······
During a night of meditation and practice, Ailin dragged the blessing of the [Seer] potion, and was able to restrain the power from the potion, and barely mastered the ability of "spiritual vision".

As for the various abilities related to divination, Ayrin still needs a certain amount of study and practice before he can master it.

Now, he might not be able to interpret even the simplest dream divination effectively.

but.

None of these could suppress the excitement in Ayrin's heart.

Because starting today, he is also a member of the "Extraordinary".

After becoming a Extraordinary, Ayrin's sense of crisis was also slightly calmed down.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the room where Aylin was.

The moment he heard the knock on the door, Ayrin's pupils shrank, and his right hand subconsciously reached under the pillow, holding the Beretta.

Compared with the [Seer] potion that has not yet formed combat power, the deterrence brought by the firearms and the help to him are greater now.

This cheap Chinese hotel does not have any wake-up service, and the boss will not kindly provide such a service.

Picking up the pistol, Ayrin carefully rolled out of bed like a cat, then picked up his backpack, and strode towards the window.

The location and rooms of this hotel were carefully selected by Ayrin, and if something went wrong, he could quickly escape through the window outside the room.

But at this time, the person who knocked on the door seemed to have heard the movement in the room, and said:

"Boy Lin, I'm your Uncle Yuan. I came to open the door when I woke up. Last night we saw three niggers sneak into Chinatown and pry open the door of your house. They seemed to want to do something in the dark, but we were loyal Tang was arrested, and the old torturer tortured for a long time, they said they came to trouble you, you'd better come and have a look."

Ok? ? ?
Hearing the words from outside the door, Ayrin, who was about to escape by jumping out of the window, was slightly taken aback.

(End of this chapter)