The sky was lead-gray, covered in hideous rifts, with purple-black lightning streaking through the clouds, emitting deafening roars.
Fierce winds whipped up mountain-like giant waves that crashed down violently; every Tackle made the entire mental space tremble violently.
This was not an ocean; this was anger, destruction, a surging torrent of pure power!
Ariel's consciousness was like a small boat, ready to be overturned at any moment, bobbing in this violent ocean.
He could clearly feel the terrifying energy contained in every wave; it was a power he was infinitely familiar with, yet had never encountered so closely—the power belonging to Mewtwo.
What Mewtwo gave him was not a pool of still water, but an entire sea of storms!
"Pfft!"
In the real world, Ariel opened his eyes abruptly, his face somewhat pale, fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead, and his breathing becoming rapid.
"Mr. Ariel!"
Liza immediately noticed his abnormality and asked with concern,
"Are you okay? Were you pushing yourself too hard?"
"What's wrong? Can't you even enter a Calm Mind state?"
Tate mocked from the side, gloating,
"I told you, not just anyone can learn Psychic."
Ariel did not answer; he just panted heavily, his eyes still lingering with a look of lingering fear.
In that instant just now, he was almost swallowed by that violent ocean, and his consciousness had nearly been lost within it.
The difficulty was too high.
What Liza described about throwing pebbles into a calm lake was simply a fantasy to him.
The problem he faced now was how to survive in this storm capable of tearing everything apart!
"I'm fine."
Ariel took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down,
"Let's try again."
He didn't believe in that nonsense.
Closing his eyes, his consciousness sank again.
This time, he was prepared.
When that violent purple-black ocean appeared again, Ariel did not try to resist; instead, he curled his consciousness up like a stubborn stone, letting the giant waves crash and wash over him.
Boom!
A giant wave smashed down, and Ariel's consciousness shook violently, as if it were about to be torn to pieces.
He gritted his teeth, desperately trying to Protect that single point of clarity.
He thought of Mewtwo.
He thought of that strongest artificial Pokémon born in loneliness and anger.
This sea of storms was perhaps the true reflection of Mewtwo's heart.
What he needed to do was not to calm the storm, because he didn't have that ability.
What he needed to do was find a fulcrum in the storm, a fulcrum that would allow him to stand.
Time passed minute by minute.
In the Calm Mind room, both Liza and Tate noticed something was wrong.
Ariel's body began to tremble slightly, a faint purple halo even appeared on the surface of his skin, the surrounding air began to become unstable, and the starlight from the dome even appeared slightly distorted.
"Sister, he..."
The mockery on Tate's face had long since disappeared, replaced by a look of uncertainty and shock.
Although he was sharp-tongued, he was at least a top-tier Psychic, so he could naturally feel how vast, and... how wild, the mental energy radiating from Ariel was.
This was definitely not a state a beginner should have!
Liza's expression also became grave; she reached out, trying to use her own mental power to probe Ariel's state, but as soon as her mental power approached, it was bounced back by an invisible, violent barrier.
"Such overbearing energy..." Liza was shocked.
Just then, Ariel's body shuddered violently, and that layer of purple halo suddenly flared up!
In his mental world, after experiencing countless impacts, Ariel finally discovered a trace of abnormality in the gap between a giant wave crashing down.
Deep in that violent ocean of energy, there was a point, an infinitely small, yet exceptionally stable point.
It was like the center of the storm; no matter how the surroundings raged, it remained unmoved.
Found it!
Ariel used all his will, driving his small boat-like consciousness to rush towards that point!
Crossing through layers of giant waves, bearing the pressure that threatened to tear his soul apart, every inch of progress was extremely difficult.
Finally, at the last moment before his consciousness was about to collapse, he touched that point.
Hum—
The entire violent ocean, in this instant, seemed to have been pressed with a pause button.
Although the wind was still howling and the waves were still hanging high, that violent dynamism capable of destroying everything had disappeared.
Ariel's consciousness finally found a harbor to dock in this sea of storms.
In the real world, the purple halo on Ariel's body slowly receded, and all abnormal phenomena returned to calm.
He slowly opened his eyes; deep in his pupils, a flash of purple light flickered and then vanished.
He let out a breath of stale air, feeling as if he had been fished out of water; his whole body was soaked in sweat, and his spirit was exhausted to the extreme.
But coexisting with the exhaustion was an unprecedented sense of control.
He could see that the Psychic power within him, which had originally been like a wild horse off its leash, was now flowing gently around a core.
"You... what kind of monster are you?"
Looking at Ariel, Tate finally couldn't help but ask about the shock in his heart.
During those short ten-plus minutes of Calm Mind, the energy fluctuations Ariel triggered were even more violent than when he himself performed deep meditation.
Is this really a beginner?
Ariel's heart surged with stormy waves, unable to calm down for a long time.
He had once thought that the Psychic power he mastered was just some small tricks like telekinesis or telepathy, at most counting as entry-level.
But after that Calm Mind session just now, he had only glimpsed the tip of the iceberg.
That power hidden in his body was no mere stream; it was clearly a bottomless ocean.
This was merely a little power Mewtwo had casually tossed over to establish a connection with him.
Ariel lowered his head, looking at his palms soaked in sweat, his fingertips still trembling slightly.
This trembling was half from the exhaustion after his strength was spent, and the other half stemmed from an irrepressible excitement.
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