Can't Stop Drawing

"No, just look at it and get one."

"Hmm—why don't we call it shamisen!"

"No, how about a normal name?"

Cheeks puffed up slightly, Haruhi was a little dissatisfied with Link's rejection of his proposal, and said, "How about calling it Xu?"

Almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, Link looked at Haruhi with strange eyes, he suddenly felt that Haruhi was really an aborigine, wasn't he a time traveler?

Although Link didn't object this time, Haruhi still knew his answer from Link's strange gaze.

Sighing softly, Haruhi said angrily, "This is no good, or that is no good, or you can come and get it."

"You'd better change it to another one. I have no objection to another one."

"...Schrödinger." Haruhi spat out a name, then shook his head, "No, this is too unfriendly to cats."

Link was on the sidelines wanting to rant, or he would forget about taking the name "dog".

But thinking about the nature of the black cat, if it really had such a name, Link would always have the illusion that someone would point at him and call him a dog.

"Forget it, let's call it Xiaohei." In the end, Haruhi still took the most unskilled look.

As if understanding Haruhi's words, Kuro (black cat) meowed lightly when Haruhi pronounced the word Kuro.

This caused Haruhi to be pleasantly surprised, she said Xiao Hei again, and Xiao Hei meowed immediately, as if confirming her name.

So, Haruhi and Xiao Hei communicated with each other one by one.

The x-cell itself has enough intelligence, and after occupying Xiao Hei's body, in order to ensure that Xiao Hei has enough animal habits, more than half of Xiao Hei's brain is the original cat brain, which makes Xiao Hei's actions closer to normal cats , not a monster in cat skin.

That's why Haruhi never discovered the real abnormality of Xiao Hei.

After playing around for a while, Haruhi turned the topic back to the sofa just now.

She glanced at the sofa, hugged Xiao Hei and questioned Link: "You really didn't lift up the sofa just now?"

"What do I do when I have nothing to do?"

"So, I really have superpowers?"

"Of course." Link closed his eyes and nodded.

However, Haruhi still didn't quite believe it: "But why don't I feel anything?"

"...I don't know about this either?" Link was a little confused, this was the first time he had seen a situation where the system was not working.

"Well, you're really useless. Well, let's treat it as if I have superpowers, so how should I use them? Do I need to tell you what I'm going to lift?"

Link rubbed his forehead, it seems that Haruhi is still skeptical about his own super powers, otherwise he would not have said so.

"It should be in your mind, even if you couldn't remember it before, now that you have actually used it once, you should remember it." Link repeatedly explained.

Haruhi let out a nonchalant sigh, and meditated on the psychic power in her heart, but this time, she found that a lot of knowledge suddenly appeared in her mind.

Surprised, Haruhi looked at Link in disbelief, unexpectedly what Link said was actually true.

Seeing Haruhi's expression, Link folded his arms and let out a proud snort.

Knowing that he had wronged Link, Haruhi didn't intend to apologize, but just stuck out her tongue at Link playfully.

Then, Haruhi looked at the coffee table in front of the sofa, and fixed his eyes on the dusty glass on the coffee table.

There is cold water in the cup, but it is covered with dust and can no longer be drunk.

With a thought, Haruhi felt a force break away from his body and wrap around the glass.

A clear and sharp touch came, and Haruhi felt as if he had an extra hand, and that hand was holding the glass.

Haruhi was very satisfied with the novelty.

Thinking of putting down the glass, Haruhi was going to lift Link up with psionic power.

It just made something happen that she didn't expect.

The glass was not put down, it was "sticky" to the psionic energy.

Startled, Haruhi had a thought and ordered Ling Neng to put down the glass, but nothing happened.

Squinting his eyes, Haruhi shook his psychic arm violently a few times, trying to use centrifugal force to let the glass fall out of his hand.

But it was of no use, and the dirty hands in the cup were spilled all over the floor, and even splashed on Link.

After slapping the water off his body, Link asked with some dissatisfaction, "Haruhi, what are you doing?"

Haruhi turned around and said in a crying voice, "The cup is stuck to my hand."

"hand?"

Link lowered his head and swept Haruhi's hands.

Haruhi was hugging Xiao Hei with both hands, and the cup was thousands of miles away, how could the cup stick to his hand?

Chapter 73 Out of Control

Noticing Link's gaze, Haruhi knew that his statement was wrong.

"It's not a real hand, it's, it's..." Haruhi anxiously pointed to the glass, "The glass is stuck on it, and I can't take it off."