Chapter 2329 Ability to Show the Purpose of Going Forward

Harry woke up with a start from the nightmare. But when he saw his surroundings clearly, he was shocked to find that he was actually in the hospital.

The white ceiling, the quiet environment where one could hear one's breathing clearly, and the instruments that kept beeping, all made him extremely uncomfortable. But just as he was about to struggle from the bed and escape from such a damn environment, a faint voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Did you have a nightmare? What did you dream about?"

Harry didn't expect that someone was in the same room as him, and when he turned his head, he was surprised to find that Skye was standing in the direction of the exit of the room with a tray.

Harry, who didn't know that all of this was related to Skye, thought that Skye was just the Skye she knew, and he didn't want to involve Skye, so he just forced a smile and said to her.

"It's nothing, I just dreamed of something that I can never forget. Why are you here? Also, why am I in the hospital. I remember that I should be at home."

"There was a fire, Harry. I tried to save you, but I was trapped in the fire with you. Thankfully, the omnic got us out. From this point of view, our luck Not bad. At least we can all come out alive. And thanks to you, I can also enjoy the treatment of a luxurious ward. In general, I have earned it."

Skye narrated the part of the process he had omitted in a flat manner, and Skye fixed his eyes on Harry. Her eyes were full of probing meaning, and Harry was not used to this kind of eyes that seemed to strip him naked. So immediately, he asked like this.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I always feel a little weird."

"I was wondering if you would mind if I asked about the fire. The accident investigation said it started in your living room, can you tell me what happened there?"

Skye said her request very bluntly, but facing her request, Harry slowly darkened his face. He thought of everything that happened in front of him again, and this immediately caused his emotions to fluctuate violently.

Pain, sadness, and powerless despair, negative emotions hit his emotions like a tide, and his brain fell into a very special state. And in this state, something magical happened.

As if an invisible sledgehammer was beating everything desperately, all the things around Harry were terribly injured in an instant. The beds were smashed to pieces, the instruments were smashed to pieces,

Even the various facilities provided by the hospital for the leisure and relaxation of these special guests suffered the fate of destruction in an instant.

This was completely beyond the two people's expectations, and Skye, who was sure that the culprit of all this was not himself, asked Harry such a question almost immediately.

"My God, what the hell have you done?"

"I didn't do this, how could I do such a thing!" Harry was a little dazed by this question, and he almost subconsciously denied the relationship between this incident and himself. But the changes that had happened to him made his defense less convincing.

At some point, there was a bright flame on Harry's hand. The flame seemed to be derived from his body, and with the movement of his palm, the flame also changed its shape. It is as obedient and harmless as a docile cat.

Of course, this meekness was only for Harry. Don't look at this bright flame that can't even burn a hair on his body. But any foreign objects touched by it, whether it's hospital clothes or steel, are almost instantly vaporized into indistinguishable smoke. It is conceivable that if such a mass of flame touches the human body, what a terrible thing it will be. So almost immediately, Skye pulled a safe enough distance from him.

"You still said that you didn't do it. Look at what you have in your hand. Do you think what you just said is convincing?"

After drawing a safe distance, Skye immediately questioned Harry. Faced with this kind of questioning, Harry naturally didn't have enough confidence to deny that all of this had anything to do with him. However, he didn't know the reason, so he could only defend Skye innocently.

"I really don't know what's going on! I swear, I don't know about all this. If I had known, I wouldn't be where I am now!"

"Are you sure you're not lying to me?"

Skye is still skeptical, after all, there are really big doubts in it. How Harry's ability came about, and whether everything Harry and the old Osborn conspired to have anything to do with it is still a mystery. Before all this was unraveled, Skye was not sure whether he could believe what Harry said.

Reason told her not to believe him, but following the voice deep in her heart, she was more willing to believe what he said. So she can only issue such uncertain questions. And what she got was Harry's decisive answer.

"Of course, I'm sure I didn't lie to you. In fact, I wouldn't lie to anyone, especially you, absolutely not!"

"Okay, I'll just trust you this time. But, can you put away what you're holding? With that thing, I don't dare to approach you casually. And I'm sure, if you do this again If not, then what is waiting for you will definitely not be a friendly greeting."

After receiving such a reply from Skye, Harry's face immediately revealed a look of relief. But soon, his expression became awkward again. Because he didn't know how to restrain this ability, especially after the flame in his hand suddenly rose, the situation became even more embarrassing.

"Can you give me some advice? I don't know how to control this kind of thing. Although I can feel that there is a connection between me and it, I really don't know how to control it!"

"Can't control it? Then you ask me what's the use, I don't know how to control this kind of thing! However, you should try to give it instructions or something. It's like a computer instruction, put your own Clarify the idea, form the most concrete thing, and then send it to the parts that are connected to you. This should work!"

Skye made up his own language, telling Harry his original experience of controlling the shock wave in a more understandable way. As for such experience, Harry immediately followed the law.

It has to be said that this is really a very effective approach. Because very soon, Harry controlled the flames in his hands and let them gradually go out. And just when he was about to approach Skye and thank him with a warm hug. Skye shook his head, and distanced himself from him again.

"Are you sure you have no problem now? I don't want to receive any unwarranted disaster because of your mistake. It's already unlucky enough, and I don't want to be even more unlucky!"

It was embarrassing to say that, but Harry knew Skye was talking about something. So he could only smile awkwardly, and then closed his eyes to feel the changes inside his body. And it was not until a long time later that he opened his eyes and said to her with some uncertainty.

"I think there should be no problem now, it should be."

"Sure, this is not a good answer. You'd better be careful. This is a hospital. If something happens to you, no one can save you even if you are Osborne's prince!" Rolling his eyes, Skye continued. "In addition, judging from the current situation, you should be the cause of the fire. I never thought that you would become like this. What happened to you?"

"I don't know, I really don't know!" Shaking his head feebly, Harry looked at his hands. The clean and tidy hands looked as if they were brand new, but facing such hands, Harry couldn't help but think of the things his father had stuffed into him.

That cube, that existence integrated into his body, maybe this is the cause of everything.

Feeling that he had found the cause, Harry didn't tell Skye about it, he just kept silent, and then walked towards the outside of the ward suddenly as if he had made up his mind.

This sudden move naturally aroused Skye's surprise, she quickly stopped him, and then asked him strangely.

"What do you want to do? Now is not the time for you to be discharged from the hospital."

"I want to go home, there are some things I have to figure out!"

At this time, Harry's will was very resolute, and he was not shaken at all because it was Skye who was blocking him. Seeing his attitude, Skye hesitated for a moment, but said this to him.

"But Harry, your home is gone!"

"I know, I'm not talking about the apartment. I'm talking about my father's place. There must be something I don't know about it. I'll have to figure it out!"

Harry said firmly, but just listening to his words, Skye's eyes flickered. She stared at Harry, took a deep breath after a long time, and then spoke to him solemnly.

"I'm talking about this home of yours. It's gone. It seems to be the reason for some terrorist attack. Everything has been destroyed and clean. Although there is no specific proof of casualties, the result may be Not optimistic. I think, you should be mentally prepared."

"I see!" Harry's expression was calmer than Skye had imagined. Facing such a sad news, he was only stunned for a few seconds, and then returned to his previous firm appearance. "Anyway, I still want to go and have a look. There, there should be something waiting for me!"