Chapter 2

Half a month later, I was discharged from the hospital. The doctor was very surprised, but he could only attribute it to my youth and strong body recovery ability. In fact, he was not wrong. My body’s recovery ability was indeed very strong, but it was a little beyond his understanding.

After being discharged from the hospital, my mother and I took a train from the city where the hospital was located and returned to our small town.

This is a small town in central and western China, with beautiful scenery and pleasant climate. However, most of the locals have gone out to find jobs, and the prosperous town in my memory when I was a child now seems a little lonely.

In half a month, I would go to high school in the city. It was during this summer vacation after graduation that I begged my father to take me with him to run a transportation business, but I ended up in trouble. My mother always blamed herself because she was originally my father’s partner and she firmly believed that if she was there, this tragedy could have been avoided.

I tried to comfort my mother, but I found that there was little real communication between us except for the mother-son relationship. However, this is also the norm between most blood relatives in the world. Although I am confident that this situation can be changed, it will take time.

Two weeks later, I went to a high school in the city. This high school only had a break every two weeks, which really made me a little unhappy. But this is the norm in this country, and I have to adapt. I also thought about doing something with my accumulated experience and wisdom, but I gave up after thinking about it. If I show thinking and intelligence far beyond my peers, I think it will only bring me trouble.

After all, I am not an ordinary person, I am an extraordinary person.

People with super powers, mutants, and special powers ... There are many names for people like me. In the official English system, we are called “Stranger”, but it does not mean stranger. If we express it in Chinese characters, the most appropriate translation is “weird person”. The more official term is “alien”.

For an Inhuman like me who has little combat power, once I expose myself, I will most likely fall into a tragic fate, just like when I initially stimulated my potential and became what they call a mutant.

That was the most tragic memory in my life, and I have been avoiding it for so many years. It was like a red-hot iron, leaving an indelible scar on my soul. Even if my soul has been reborn many times, the burning pain still suffocates me in my dreams.

This time, I was originally planning to wake up at the age of 28, but the fatal injury made me wake up almost ten years earlier. For an extremely mature soul, letting him experience the growth process of a teenager again is simply torture, I have already experienced this.

When I found that I was still a long way from waking up, I decided to give up this rebirth and start the next one by committing suicide. I know that this is very cruel to my relatives, but my experience far beyond that of ordinary people has made me rational. Coldness and rationality are my code of conduct.

Just when I was about to take action, I gave up. What made me give up was an ordinary woman. She was not tall, and she and her husband had been traveling for a long time, which made her look very thin. She also had a bad temper and a low level of education. Perhaps it was the hardships of life that shaped her. When communicating with people, she seemed a little stubborn and even arrogant. This is the impression of her in my memory.

But it was this woman who had nothing to do with wisdom, who, with her almost unreasonable maternal love, broke down the dam of rationality that I had accumulated for many years. I decided to stay by her side until she passed away peacefully.