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232. Chapter 232: Telekinesis is Essentially Formless

Frenchie picked up the modified assault rifle from the table. Two oval-shaped black speakers were welded onto either side of the gun body.

"Just press the switch on the gun handle, and the speakers will emit ultra-low frequency sound waves. Of course, we can't hear this frequency, and this kind of equipment is usually used for repelling birds or attracting dolphins." Frenchie aimed the gun at Homelander on the TV screen.

"If, as Stan Edgar said, Supes can sense these sound waves, maybe this thing could be really useful."

"We'll find some poor bastard to test it on and find out." Billy pulled his phone from his pocket and checked the time. "Later, you're coming with me to a nightclub where Supes hang out. Remember to put on fake License Plates."

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"Mr. Jervis, your performance just now was absolutely amazing." As soon as 'Cut' was called, the assistant director in charge of the movie filming ran over to Xia Shang and eagerly handed him a bottle of water.

After the Vought press conference ended, Xia Shang came to the movie set.

The set was located among a cluster of abandoned buildings in Manhattan. Several-meter-high walls surrounded the area. On one side of the wall, over a dozen white prop vehicles resembling trucks were parked, along with the superheroes' trailers. Furthermore, there was a giant Green Screen; some special effects simply couldn't be done without the aid of a Green Screen.

However, the director wanted to showcase the superheroes' authenticity, so they avoided using the Green Screen as much as possible. Besides, this also saved filming costs and sped up filming progress.

What gave him a bit of a headache, though, was that Mr. Jervis, the Vice President of Vought International, actually wanted to participate in the filming and even play the major villain. As the head director, he couldn't refuse this 'big shot's' request. After all, Mr. Jervis was the absolute funder, the kind who could replace the director with a single command.

What's more, even if he was a famous director, he still had to consider Vought International's influence in the film and television industry.

"Has Homelander arrived?" Xia Shang asked.

"He should be here soon."

The assistant director quickly called over the hairstylist and makeup artist to touch up Xia Shang's makeup.

Meanwhile, Xia Shang began observing his Panel.

Just recently, during the press conference, the fusion degree of psychic manipulation had reached 100%!

At the same time, his fantasy value had also broken through five thousand, with the specific value being 5120.

Xia Shang looked towards the empty space about ten meters away. He saw the tiny gravel on the ground gradually gather together, pulled by some kind of force. Then, after being compressed, it condensed into a yellowish-brown spike standing upright on the ground. The spike was only as thick as a baby's thumb. *Snap!* A crack split open at the base of the spike, and then it lifted off the ground and floated horizontally in mid-air.

Although psychic power was invisible and formless in the eyes of others, to Xia Shang, it was like countless transparent threads. These threads extended out from within his body and could detach from his body at will, attaching to the surface of any object.

Next, under Xia Shang's control, the spike slowly flew forward.

As it moved further and further away from Xia Shang, the psychic power's degree of control over it would gradually weaken. Once it exceeded sixty meters, the spike would completely lose contact with Xia Shang.

Don't think sixty meters is short. In fact, if it were Cindy, she could only affect a range of ten meters in her surroundings at most.

But even so, the destructive power that psychic power could cause should not be underestimated. Think about it, as long as his psychic power was strong enough, Xia Shang could reshape the terrain within sixty meters of his surroundings at will, even while standing still. This reminded him of Apocalypse among the Mutants, but Apocalypse was essentially very different from him.

Apocalypse's superpower was controlling sand. However, if he only relied on this one superpower, Apocalypse would at best be considered a relatively strong Mutant, and only useful when placed in a desert. The problem was that Apocalypse possessed numerous superpowers, one of which was the superpower to turn everything within his gaze into sand.

When these two were combined, the destructive power they could create was not as simple as one plus one.

The only thing that made Xia Shang feel regretful was that psychic power itself did not possess lethality or penetration.

Originally, in his conception, psychic power could condense into a solid point or an extremely thin blade, and then be released at extremely high speed, thereby achieving extremely terrifying lethality.

As a result, Xia Shang found that he simply couldn't do it, at least not temporarily. Because psychic power was essentially formless, it could only affect the air, compressing the air into different shapes. Even so, compressing hundreds of cubic meters of air into a single point or an extremely thin blade would require an unimaginable consumption of psychic power and brainpower.

The difficulty of this was no less than him using psychic power to lift a building.

So, for now, using psychic power to control objects for attack was the correct way to use it. Of course, Xia Shang wouldn't give up trying. What if, in a higher-level world later on, he obtained a stronger psychic power talent? Maybe then he could realize his conception.

Xia Shang looked at the assistant director beside him. "If I remember correctly, I have a scene together with Homelander today, right?"

The assistant director nodded. "That's right, you have a scene together with Homelander. The specific plot is: the instant you appear, Homelander flies in from a distance, rescues Stormfront from your hands, then knocks you flying, directly piercing through the ruined Vought Tower. Finally, you have a laser eye battle with him in mid-air."

"Understood." Xia Shang twisted open the cap of the water bottle and took a sip.

Then he walked towards the RV the director had given him.

On the way, the water bottle in his hand gradually shriveled under immense pressure. The water squeezed out floated in front of Xia Shang's chest. He watched as the crystal clear sphere of water, under terrifying atmospheric pressure, gradually turned into water vapor and drifted away in all directions.

While playing with the plastic ball in his hand, Xia Shang opened the car door, sat down in front of his laptop, and checked for relevant information about air compression.

At this moment, Homelander was visiting Ryan, who was locked up inside the Vought Secret Base, together with Stormfront.

"Father, when can I go outside?" Ryan asked, looking at Homelander.

"Later. Once everyone completely forgets about you, you can go out."

Homelander stroked Ryan's head, a trace of gloom flashing in his eyes. Ryan didn't know about Becca's death yet. Once he found out the cause of Becca's death, Ryan might turn against him and become enemies. So, before he could think of a solution, Homelander didn't plan on letting Ryan out.

"Where's my Mother? Why hasn't she come to see me?" Ryan seemed a little sad. He thought he had done something wrong, which was why his mother was deliberately not coming to see him.

"Your Mother..."

Homelander hesitated to speak.

Finally, he put on a sad look and sighed, "I really am not good at lying. Actually, your mother was kidnapped by criminals. I'm searching with all my might for the criminals' whereabouts. I'm sure I'll be able to rescue your mother soon."

Challenge failed, starting over tomorrow!

(end of chapter )


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