Chang Wei sighed softly. He knew that for someone like Blonsky, who believed only in muscular strength, understanding the complexity and precision of a gravitational field was no easy task.
So he decided to explain it in simpler terms.
Chang Wei shook his head, his tone full of pity. "Ignorance isn't frightening. What's frightening is refusing to accept new knowledge. In this universe, there are countless forces and phenomena we have yet to master. Gravity is merely one of them."
As he spoke, Chang Wei raised his hand again, and the gravitational field changed instantly.
Blonsky felt the pressure on him suddenly ease, and his body rose with it, as though an invisible force were holding him aloft. But then that force abruptly vanished, and he crashed heavily back to the ground.
"Do you see?" Chang Wei said. "A gravitational field isn't fixed. It can be adjusted however I wish. I can make you float in the air, or make you plummet in an instant. That is the power I possess."
"Imagine our universe as an enormous elastic sheet. Every object, including you and me, is a small ball on that sheet. When we move, the sheet deforms, and that deformation is the source of a gravitational field. By precisely controlling that deformation, I can regulate gravity."
As Blonsky listened to Chang Wei's explanation, his face grew even more bewildered. He tried to construct the scene Chang Wei described in his mind, but his way of thinking and his knowledge simply could not support an understanding of such profound physical principles.
"Strength doesn't come in only the form you understand."
Chang Wei spoke slowly. "The power I wield may seem invisible, but it is more powerful and precise than any muscular strength. It allows me to control gravity at any