Marvel's Psyker

"The host's mastery of the psionic [healing] function is only in its infancy, and it is not allowed to heal others!"

The prompt from the system made Lynch's heart ache.

No?

Then go on!

Lynch concentrated more and manipulated the psychic energy more seriously, trying to send the psychic energy into Tony's body for treatment.

After Lynch tried repeatedly and persistently, Lynch clearly felt that the blockage of spiritual energy was weakening!

There is a play!

Lynch exhaled softly, closed his eyes, and took a few deep breaths to completely relax and calm down his heart.

The spiritual energy in Lynch's body was like scattered drops of water, which gathered together with his thoughts to form a trickle, and flowed in his body like running water, extremely flexible.

This time Lynch was not in a hurry, but used his thoughts to control the continuous flow of psionic energy in his body, again and again, and at the same time, the psionic core was constantly releasing new psionic energy to supplement the flowing psionic energy.

Gradually, the scale of the flowing psionic energy in Lynch's body has become very large, like a gurgling brook turning into a rushing river.

But thanks to Lynch's mobilization over and over again, Lynch at this moment still has a keen control over this huge amount of psionic energy.

After an unknown amount of time, Lynch opened his eyes.

He mobilized this group of spiritual energy in one breath, rushed out of his body under his thoughts, and penetrated into Tony's body through the skin.

This time, the already weak sense of blockage was neatly broken by spiritual energy.

"Congratulations to the host! Comprehend the new function of psionic energy: [healing]!"

The system's words were like a signal, and Lynch breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps there is a systematic reason, in short, when Lynch broke through the most difficult barrier, the use of psychic [healing] suddenly became easier.

Massive psychic energy sources continuously gushed out from the psychic energy core, and were continuously transported into Tony's body.

Under the healing of psychic energy, Tony's face no longer looked like a dead person, but turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a few minutes, Tony on the opposite bed suddenly let out a murmur.

"Are you awake?"

Lynch waved away the psionic energy in his palm, and carefully observed Tony's situation.

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Under the black sky, Tony ran wildly in the smoke of gunpowder in horror.

Lightning, fireballs, and ice picks shot from behind him continuously, and he narrowly dodged them.

Suddenly, a huge fireball exploded behind him, and the blast knocked him to the ground.

Tony just wanted to get up, suddenly, there was a scream, and then a missile dragged a long white smoke and shot into the ground in front of Tony. A row of words "Made by Stark Industries" on the missile was particularly eye-catching.

Tony stood up in horror and tried to escape, but the flames of the missile explosion still engulfed him directly...

"what!"

Tony yelled, and sat up suddenly in bed.

Tony, who woke up from the nightmare, was pale and sweaty, and his unshaven face was uglier than the face of a dead man.

After a few seconds, Tony calmed down a little. He raised his hand and pulled off the breathing tube inserted into his nose, and began to look around.

Tony saw a water glass next to his bed, and reached for it.But he accidentally knocked the cup to the ground because of his inconvenience. Tony tried to bend down to pick it up, but failed several times.

"If it were me, I wouldn't bother."

Lynch, who was watching him sitting in the dark, said.

Tony ignored Lynch, a stranger, and gave up picking up the cup, but turned his head to look to the other side, and was surprised to find that his chest was connected by a wire, and the other end of the wire was connected to something similar to a car battery.

Tony struggled to tear off the bandage wrapped around his chest, and saw a strange disc-shaped object embedded in his chest under the bandage.

"Personal suggestion, for the sake of your life, don't touch it! Of course, if you want to die, then just pretend I didn't say anything."

Lynch had been sitting on the other bed next to him watching Tony.Seeing him wake up, Lynch walked over, picked up the glass that fell on the ground, poured a glass of water for Tony, and handed it to Tony.

Tony didn't move, just looked at Lynch, "I don't like to pick up things that are handed to me."

"Well, whatever you want."

Lynch smiled helplessly, and put the cup on the bedside table.

Tony sat up from the bed, ignored the water that Lynch poured, but picked up a small mirror on the bedside table, and began to observe the strange object on his chest.

"What did you do to me?" Tony said calmly.

"What did you do? Of course I did my best to save your life!"

Lynch broke a piece of biscuit and threw it into his mouth, chewing hard, "I have tried my best to remove as many shrapnel as possible, but I am not a professional after all, so there will still be residue in your body now."

Lynch picked up a small glass jar from the side and threw it to Tony.

"As a souvenir?"

Tony grabbed the glass jar, held it above his head, and observed it by the dim light in the cave.

The dirty little glass jar was nearly half full of metal shards.

"If nothing is done, the shrapnel can enter your heart valve within a few days."

Lynch pointed to the object on Tony's chest, and continued to explain to Tony, "So in order to save your life, I can only find another way and do this."

"What's this?" Tony asked.

"It's just an electromagnet, powered by the car battery. It grabs the shrapnel and keeps it out of your heart, that's it!"

As he said that, Lynch nodded to Tony, showing a smile, "At least I'm alive after the catastrophe, just smile."

Tony ignored him, and when he looked around, he saw a surveillance camera on the wall of the cave.

Lynch also noticed his gaze, and said jokingly:

"That's why I said that, just smile!"

"Why are you here?"

"Please! You should be glad I'm here, or you'd be bleeding to death within half an hour of being attacked!"

Tony lowered his head, and he also knew that Lynch was telling the truth.

"Thank you."

"It's okay! Of course, if we are not in such a mess when you say something, I will be very happy!"

"The most embarrassing moment in my life is now. The second-to-last embarrassment is the last time I was in a fast food restaurant, and both times were related to you!" Tony complained mercilessly.

"Hehehe~"

Lynch showed a helpless wry smile and spread his hands.

"Blame me?"

Just as Lynch finished speaking, suddenly, hurried footsteps came from the direction of the iron gate.

"Quick! Stand up, stand up!"

Lynch hurriedly greeted Tony and pulled him up from the bed, "Do as I did, and raise your hands."

Seeing that Tony was in a daze, Lynch raised his voice, "Don't be dazed! They definitely need you to catch you, but if they don't kill you, it doesn't mean they won't beat you! Put your hands up!"