Chapter 7: Chapter 5. Problems! Part one
Shocked by what happened, he looked at others with stunning eyes, but then Hoarse again almost hit the guy, literally already pulled his hand for a swing and aimed at him in the stomach. Knowing what would happen next, he quickly rushed in their direction, time seemed to slow down, and I accelerated in relation to him. Running as neatly as possible, he moved Hoarse into the stomach, which is why he, as in slow shooting, began to fly back, about half a meter. Time resumed its course, and next to me stood, my "defender," startling at the lying on the ground and holding on to the belly of Hoarse. His companions, let's just say, did not have time to react this time, and I looked rather evil in their direction, which is why some even pushed back. Convinced that they had lost all desire to attack me, turned around and went home, having previously thanked the guy for his desire to help me. I didn't hit that bastard very hard, and he had to recover pretty quickly.
After entering the apartment, he turned on the kettle and, while he was boiling, got under the shower to relax slightly after another incomprehensible incident with me, which had already... lately, it's flashed in your head. Standing under the shower and taking on resilient and for a variety of hot water jets, I came to interesting conclusions. If we draw parallels with science fiction and fantasy, which I read, then part of my newly acquired abilities fits into one caste of "heroes," which I did not really like, and after watching "Twilight"... Chur me! They just became disgusting to me to horror. Well, if you pile up what I already "know how," it turns out the following: regeneration, great physical strength, about four times I was stronger than an ordinary person, and, I think, it will be. Super speed, night or infusion, the ability to look through walls, subtle hearing, a sense of battle and aggravated intuition, and some kind of anticipation of events... doesn't resemble anything?! If you remove the last item, then I'm poured out, his mother, VAMPIRUGA!! Unless I don't want to drink blood and I hope I never want to!
Excited by such thoughts, I flew a bullet out of the bath, ran up to the wall mirror and opened my mouth throughout the width, staring carefully at the front and lower fangs, looking for their elongation or grooves in the teeth. But, thank God, everything was fine. Having breathed out relievingly, I stared again in the mirror, but now not in my mouth, but at myself, and there was something to look at, and not what you could think!
I was not cute before, now I seemed to myself a hluke compared to what I saw in the mirror. Straight posture, widely placed shoulders, pumped hands, torso and all other necessary muscles, but not excessively. Steel veins were clearly visible, it was only worth me to strain some muscle. Anyway, it looked awesome. Also, the view changed, became somehow more confident and as if weighing and as if warning others that it was better not to mess with the owner of such a view.
Having winked at himself, he went to throw himself another portion of high-calorie food, quickly smeared sandwiches made on a quick hand and drank a mug of green tea all this business. Having put dirty dishes in the sink, until the best times, I went to study and study again, the good time before training was still in bulk and I definitely did not intend to miss it. As recent events have shown, skills will come in handy very soon. Having opened the downloaded files with lectures, he quickly ran his eyes through the previously read material, for fixation. And I realized that I perfectly understand what it is about and even how to use what I read in practice. True, purely theoretically, but still wake me up even in the middle of the night, I will be able to answer any question on these lectures, which could not but please me. Having decided this time not to strain to a headache, he gave lectures on only one subject. At the same unrepresentable speed before. It feels like instead of brains, I now had a small computing processor, into which I pump information, and he gradually processes it and gives it to me all in its finished form. Looking at the clock, I saw that it took me only twenty minutes. I thought a little how else to kill time before training. I decided to search the Internet, something that could be useful to me, or direct my thoughts into the right direction, about what happened to me at the sports ground not so long ago. Well, there were a lot of thoughts and assumptions about this. From the chip that the government stuck in my head for control (well, not nonsense, a?), To the fact that I connected to the Earth's information field and was able to count information from there. Soberly assessing these ideas as unlikely, I threw them back and wandered even deeper into the Internet. And already there I found an interesting article. The essence of it was that in the human body and brain there is huge potential and hidden possibilities. Which we have not just learned to use, and they sleep in us until the right moment, but manifest only sometimes in stressful situations. For example, when a person has never run for many years, gaining a pile of excess weight and a bouquet of related diseases, in order to save his life, he was able to develop speed like professional athletes, running away from a flock of rabid dogs running after him. It also offered possible options for how you can try to unlock part of this hidden potential. For example, through many hours of meditation and similar methods of concentration.
I liked this idea, and in principle partially fit my case. The same regeneration is laid down in our genes, but is used very poorly, and I have it enhanced tens, if not hundreds of times, compared to an ordinary person. After reading the recommended exercises to develop hidden potential, I chose one that I thought would be useful to me and on my shoulder at the moment. Namely, to try to develop an ideal memory. To begin with, as the article stated, it was necessary to remember as accurately as possible what happened to you only an hour ago. What did you think, what smells felt and so on. After a couple of hours, I sat in the lotus position, as the author advised. There were also attached illustrations with convenient poses for training. Focusing, I was able to remember in all details my day only in the past two hours and that, missing the time starting from the moment this training began. It was like unwinding in the form of slides of memories in the opposite direction, but the main thing I achieved and was able to thoroughly remember what happened at the moment when I was flashing before my eyes. Apparently, it was not a time journey (but a pity), it was like anticipating the future. I was able to predict, or I was shown one of the options for the future that could happen. And thanks to this, I was able to rectify the situation without bringing the matter to the deplorable consequences for me. Yes, I am soundly selfish, and I didn't care about those broken bastards, to be honest. But I certainly would not like the consequences of my possible negligence. A very promising ability! Even learning to summon her at will, or at least to manifest herself at a time of danger to me.
Then the cell phone rang and an unfamiliar number came out. At first I wanted not to answer, but it became interesting who was calling me if I almost did not give my new phone to anyone. Having answered, he heard a male voice.
- Hello, is this Nikolai? - came from the tube.
"And who asks him?" I answered, slightly changing my voice and closing the phone's microphone with my palm. The reason for my actions is hidden in my past... Well, let's not talk about it yet.
- This is Igor, from the aikido club.
"Now I'll give him the phone," I answered, and after waiting a couple of seconds, I said:
- Hi, Igor! What wanted? Is the training canceled? - I tried to predict the reason for the call. Looking at the clock, he noted that she had two more hours left, but quickly the time flew.
- No, there will be a lesson, but I wanted to offer you to come early and blur before training, if you, of course, are not busy? - Igor quickly said.
"Yes, no, free, I will drive up then, in about twenty to thirty minutes," I figured out the time.
- Okay, before the meeting in the hall - and hung up.
I agreed because I myself liked to deal with him, and the practice will not be superfluous, this is for sure. I also quickly figured out where he got my number, since I immediately guessed that he had been given it by a secretary at the club, I left my phone to her when I signed up and paid for classes. Turning off the system so that he would not catch up with the dust and heat in the apartment, he quickly gathered and threw all the things and a couple of energy bars just in case into a backpack. Who remained from school, but did not fledge and looked modern enough that it was not ashamed of him to go outside. Leaving the apartment, I measured on the spot and mentally tried to prepare for the fact that something could happen again and require me to strain all my strength to cope with the situation. Quickly went towards the subway, and after only twenty minutes and a short walk to the hall from the subway, I already called the club door.
I was not opened by a secretary, but, oddly enough, Igor, who was already dressed in a kimono and, apparently, was waiting only for me. Once again greeting and shaking his hand, he did not keep himself waiting for long, quickly changed clothes and went to the hall. For some reason, Igor was silent and very focused, judging by his facial expression. He waited for me to open up and stand opposite him, we bowed to each other and started sparring. Starting, as last time, with basic techniques, we gradually complicated them and soon moved on to what we stopped at. I managed to tune in to the fight with Igor only a few minutes after the start of sparring. With my head plunged into this feeling, I began to enjoy our actions very much. Just don't think of anything wrong, I'm a hundred percent on the beautiful half of humanity. After a few dozen receptions, we stopped for a break, by mutual agreement. More precisely, I felt that Igor was already working at the limit of his strength, and in order not to bring the matter to possible injuries, he himself offered to take a break. And he breathed loudly, as if he were breathing, although really the breath was slightly knocked down, but not in the way that I showed him. I decided to spare his feelings, because now I am far from an ordinary person, to put it mildly. Igor looked at me strangely at the same time, but still he also breathed hard and quickly sat down on his mats, and did not rumble at them, as he clearly wanted. But he did not want to show his weakness in front of me. After breathing, he looked at me again and asked only one question, supposedly in a calm voice, but I felt that this was far from true.
"Who are you?" And how do you do that... he asked me in a slightly hoarse voice.
"I came from the future!" I replied. Having decided to fool and quickly think about what to say to me and not impersonate himself, it was clearly clear that he was the one who put in his question. After all, he probably could not understand how I managed to do such a thing on a tatami in such a negligible time, while he was engaged from early childhood to achieve such results.
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