After Dr. Strange left, Chen Ang sat in front of the laboratory bench and fell into deep thought. He placed his consciousness in the body of ordinary humans, which made Chen Ang feel the long-lost dullness and dullness, and even the breadth of his thinking was limited.

Just like having a severe cold and high fever, it’s confusing and unconscious.

The body felt like wearing a thick condom, and could only observe the external situation vaguely. His agile thinking in the past was also as slow as an idiot. Chen Ang moved his limbs and walked out of the laboratory. In the eyes of others, he was still agile, but only Chen Ang knew that he had changed and twisted.

You cannot see the electromagnetic radiation in the air, you cannot hear the gravitational waves in the background of the universe, and you cannot control the molecules, atoms, nuclei, hasteners, bosons, fermions, and the complex knowledge in memory can only be recalled slowly by the human brain.

The environment that can be observed is only the small section of light radiation and mass, where infrared, ultraviolet, infrasound, and ultrasound cannot be seen. Chen Ang felt that he was confined to an isolated island in the vast dark matter environment of the universe, and the narrow space made him feel particularly uncomfortable.

Because of the extremely confidential research mission, Chen Ang's laboratory is in the Avengers Building. The interior of this building donated by Stark Industry is unrecognizable. The defensive structure occupies a large amount of space. The activity area where the Avengers are located will always be the most convenient location for the entire building.

"Dr. Chen." Just as Chen Ang passed by the activity area, someone called him.

"Peter, is there anything wrong?" The person who came was Spider. He rubbed his hands with some anxiety and said hurriedly: "Can I take a photo of you? My job requires some photos of celebrities. Doctor, you are the hottest Nobel next time..."

"Then you are so busy! Two jobs, heroic police and newspaper reporters." Chen Ang posed and asked Peter to take a photo, and asked him with a smile: "Then why don't you accept Nick's invitation? Not only is the allowance for becoming an Avenger, but the job is more decent. Even if you don't want your family to know the job you are in, Nick will cover it up."

Hearing this, Peter hesitated, "I don't know what I think, Doctor, maybe I don't want to separate from this society. My family and friends are all ordinary people, and the identity of superheroes has kept me away from them. So I need an identity of an ordinary person to balance my responsibilities and life."

Chen Ang nodded and signaled that he understood. He took the little spider into the activity room and said to him: "Then you will feel very tired. The conflict between the two identities will make you worse than death."

"Yes, I already feel it." Peter covered his face exhaustedly.

The activity room is a place for heroes to rest and entertain, so there is everything here. Chen Ang sat on the piano stool next to him and said seriously to Peter: "Peter, we are different from ordinary people..."

He tried a few notes under the piano and said, "For ordinary people, they work hard, work hard and pursue things. We can easily get them. For example, there are millions of people in the world who learn piano and tens of thousands of people who devote their souls to love it. This is a dream for them and a goal of pursuit."

Hearing this, the little spider nodded repeatedly. His girlfriend Gwen is a literary young man. When he was dating him, he listened to concerts and records from performers.

The best performer has all the careers, wealth, and lofty reputation and status that ordinary people dream of.

The piano is considered one of the most elegant music and a stepping stone for the upper class. Many people struggle in this field all their lives and give their all.

"But in fact, what is it? It is just a movement of typing on the keyboard." Chen Ang smiled: "Music is a sentimental statement, to put it bluntly, it is sound waves. Playing a piano is nothing more than typing on the keyboard at the right time, causing the mechanical movement of the piano hammer, and emitting sound waves on the steel wire and steel plate!"

"Music is the fluctuation of air. If this fluctuation of air can carry emotions, it is not performance, but superpower. The so-called hearing of emotions in music is nothing more than deceiving yourself."

"Is this... like this?"

Peter was unable to react for the first time when he heard such a statement.

A series of smooth notes flowed down from Chen Ang's hand, which was more graceful than Peter said he had heard anyone playing. Chen Ang pulled out one hand and looked at Peter sideways. He didn't even look at the keys. The complex and standard notes flowed out from under his right hand.

"Ordinary people have too poor abilities. They cannot master the timing of pressing the keyboard and cannot remember the order of the keyboard. So they put on a garment to this simple movement and gave them various sacred meanings. They elevate it to the level of art. But to put it bluntly, playing the keyboard in order, it is neither artistic nor complicated."

Peter couldn't help but be shocked by Chen Ang's crazy words, and stood up in horror by Chen Ang's current behavior.

Chen Ang played the "ghost fire" known as the piano ghost hand with one hand.

Spider-Man's senses are more sensitive than ordinary people, but what he hears in Chen Ang's piano sounds is obviously more pleasant, or Chen Ang's handling of details is more delicate. After all, not any pianist can appreciate the piano beyond the limits of human perception.

"Shocked? You can do it too! Look at my hands." Chen Ang said

In Peter's eyes, Chen Ang's speed was not fast. His every move was clear. Moving and playing on the keys was as slowed down dozens of times. The force, timing, and muscle movement of Chen Ang's striking were imprinted in Peter's mind. He knew that as long as he wanted, he could copy it at any time.

"We are different." Chen Ang's calm voice came from the sound of the piano: "The muscle memory that humans have to work hard to form through hard work. The knowledge and skills that are learned among them are easy for us."

"They are proud of the skills, the things they rack their brains to learn, the things they learn, the sports, music, and the work skills, are just simple imitations for you. You can feel a world that is tens of millions of times more complex than them. Your vision can see the mites on your girlfriend's face. Your hearing can hear the sound of a mosquito flapping its wings thousands of meters around. Your smell is in the city, like falling into a foul odor, your taste can taste the nausea scent of the food covered by seasonings..."

Chen Ang just recovered the super five senses that Peter had tried his best to forget from his memory, which made Peter feel nauseous. He pushed Chen Ang away and ran aside to retreat.

Chen Ang's voice still spoke these facts coldly.

"Tell me, Peter! Do you still love her when you see your girlfriend's thick pores, smell her stinky body odor, feel the dirt and bacteria on her body, hear the sound of her fart, and taste the smell of her shit at the tip of your tongue, do you still love her?"

"I can love her!" the little spider struggled.

"It's different! Peter, it's different!" Chen Ang sighed.

"From the moment you change, everything is different. Do you think this is a trouble that superheroes bring to you? Yes, with this factor, an ordinary person will feel at a loss after the living environment changes and will be changed. If they enter another social class, their three views will be changed."

"This is just an environment change." Chen Ang spread his hands.

"The torture you are suffering now is just the impact of another lifestyle on you. If you are willing to accept your superhero, it is not even much more difficult than graduating from college. Just like Stark, you can easily accept this change and even love it. But there are different things..."

"Your essential change."

"You have conflicts with this world. Your thinking and behavior are all human, but you are different. You can pretend to forget and pretend that there is nothing different from ordinary people except superpowers, but this cannot change your extraordinary essence. You are completely different from humans in terms of physiology."

"Believe me, time will change you, and this change will torture you to the point where you are incomplete until your personality, three views, personality, and cognition range from ordinary humans, perverts to adapting to your specialty."

A trace of turmoil appeared deep in Chen Ang’s consciousness.
Chapter completed!