The next day, the sun just peeked out from the horizon, and there was still a cool dew in the air.
Chu Hang called Carol to the open space behind the house. Maria and Monica did not come out, but watched from a distance through the window of Kitchen.
"Your problem is not that you don't have enough strength." Chu Hang said straight to the point, without any extra warmth in his words, "It's that your heart is too chaotic. Your emotions are all connected to the energy switch. When you are happy, they flow out, and when you are angry, you lose control. This is not called controlling power, it is called being played by the power as a puppet."
Carol frowned, pursed her lips into a line, and said nothing. She knew that Chu Hang was right. In the past few days, whenever she got a little excited, the light bulbs in the room would flash and the TV would emit snowflakes, as if her body had become a large electromagnetic interference device.
"Watch it."
Chu Hang stretched out the index finger of his right hand. On the fingertip, a little golden light appeared.
The light was very small, smaller than a firefly, but frighteningly stable. It floated quietly half an inch in front of the fingertips, without flashing or shaking, like a miniature sun embedded in transparent amber.
Carol held his breath.
Then, the light started to move.
It first stretched and turned into a cube with a side length of less than one centimeter, and each corner was as sharp as if measured with a ruler. Then, the corners of the cube began to melt, smoothly transitioning into a perfect sphere, with a surface as smooth as a mirror. Finally, the upper and lower ends of the sphere extended outwards, flattened, and turned into a miniature butterfly spreading its wings and ready to fly.
The golden lines on the wings are clearly visible in the morning light, and even subtle veins can be seen.
The whole process was eerily quiet. Not a trace of excess energy leaked, not a single halo spread. There was not even a ripple in the surrounding air.
Carol's eyes widened when she saw it. She could also emit energy, but her energy was like a mountain torrent. When it came out, it was a large area, devastating, and even she was afraid. Chu Hang's energy, in her opinion, was like a scalpel in the hand of a surgeon, precise, calm, and shockingly stable.
"Your energy is a bucket of gasoline. You just pour the whole bucket out, then light it and watch a fire." Chu Hang retracted his finger, and the golden butterfly Oblivion quietly Oblivion in the air, leaving not even a speck of light. "And mine is the gasoline installed in the engine. I want it to be fast, it will be fast, and if I want it to be slow, it will be slow. The difference is that you drive with emotion, and I use my brain."
He tapped his temple.
"Will." Chu Hang spat out two words, "You have to learn to use your will to control it, instead of being dragged away by its instinct. Forget those fighting skills, forget the rubbish Kree taught you. From now on, learn to 'feel' it, and then 'command' it."
"How to do it?" Carol's voice was a little dry.
"Start by calming down." Chu Hang pointed at the back of her neck, "The suppressor is like a half-closed faucet, limiting your flow and distorting your perception. But it also gives you a chance to learn how to control the valve when the water flow is not that strong."
In the next few days, Chu Hang did not teach any moves or theory.
He just asked Carol to sit cross-legged on the grass, close his eyes, and feel the energy flowing like a golden river in his body.
On the first day, Carol couldn't calm down at all.
As soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was filled with the city of Hala, Yong Rogg's hypocritical face, and the six years of her stolen life. Anger, betrayal, and confusion were like a pot of boiling water, churning in her consciousness. Her energy fluctuated violently with her emotions, rushing through her body, giving her a splitting headache, and she almost burned down the house several times.
"Anger and hatred are all part of power. Don't suppress it, and don't indulge it." Chu Hang's voice was like a cold probe, accurately inserted into her mind from a few meters away. "Looking at it is like looking at a dog growling at your feet. You know it is there, but it cannot bite you unless you allow it."
Chu Hang himself had his eyes closed. The newly acquired [Willpower Barrier] turned his spiritual world into an impregnable fortress. He could easily project his willpower, like a thin, invisible soundproof cover, covering the periphery of Carol's consciousness. He did not interfere, but just helped her isolate some of the most violent emotional interference, so that she could have a relatively quiet "inward vision" environment.
Of course Carol didn't know this. She just felt that under Chu Hang's cold reminder, the pot of boiling water in her head seemed to be less hot.
She began to try not to fight the anger, but instead acted like a bystander, watching it roiling and roaring in her consciousness, and then subsided little by little.
This process is hard. It's like watching another person go crazy in their own head.
But slowly, Carol found the feeling.
On the fourth day, she was able to decouple her emotions and energy fluctuations for one minute.
On the seventh day, she succeeded in letting a small beam of golden light stay at her fingertips for three seconds. Although the beam of light was still trembling slightly, like a candle flame in the wind, it would not explode out of control immediately.
"The time has come."
Chu Hang looked at the faint light on her fingertips and finally nodded.
He took Carol to a more open wasteland, several kilometers away from Maria's house. There was nothing here except sand and sparse shrubs.
"Take off that suppressor yourself." Chu Hang said.
"Myself?" Carol was stunned, "I don't know how..."
"Use your energy." Chu Hang interrupted her, "It is connected to your nerve center. If you pull it with brute force, you may be paralyzed. You have to use your energy, like the most delicate scalpel, to cut off those connection points one by one. This is your graduation exam. If you fail, you will spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair."
There was no encouragement in his words, only cold reality.
Carol took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
She could clearly "see" the cold metal piece, like a mechanical Leech that had sucked blood, firmly rooted in her body. Countless energy lines thinner than Silk extended from it, like the roots of plants, entwining her spinal nerves, absorbing her power, and also releasing wrong signals to her brain.
She mobilized the energy in her body and carefully condensed it into an energy needle thinner than a hair.
Sweat seeped out from her forehead and quickly soaked her golden hair.
This is an extremely delicate job. If the energy needle is slightly deflected, important nerves may be severed. If the energy output is slightly larger, a piece of tissue may be burned directly.
Time passed by minute by minute.
Chu Hang was standing dozens of meters away, with his hands in his trouser pockets, watching calmly. He did nothing but used his willpower to build an invisible "safety net" with a radius of one kilometer around him. He could feel the huge energy being accumulated in Carol's body, like a volcano that might erupt at any time. What he wanted to do was to ensure that even if the volcano erupted, the magma would not spread to other places.
Finally, in the severe pain that was about to tear his spirit apart, Carol suddenly opened his eyes.
Under the skin on the back of her neck, the metal piece made a final faint "click" sound.
All connections have been severed.
Everything is silent.
After a second of dead silence.
Boom--!
It was as if the singularity of the Big Bang was instantly detonated.
A huge energy that cannot be described in words and has been suppressed for six full years burst out from Carol's body!
It was no longer a gentle golden halo, but turned into a pure and destructive white light pillar, rising into the sky like a sword of creation, directly tearing apart the clouds in the sky, leaving a huge and dark hole in the blue sky, with golden flames burning at the edge.
The violent energy storm swept around with her as the center, and the ground was scraped off layer by layer. Turf, soil, and rocks were all vaporized the moment they came into contact with the storm, leaving an ever-expanding, glazed circular pit.
"Ah--!"
Carol fell to his knees in pain, held his head in his hands, and let out a scream that was too shrill to sound like a human voice.
Too huge.
This power is too huge.
She felt like a balloon that was about to be blown, and every cell in her body was being stretched and torn apart by endless energy. She could no longer hear sounds or see things. Her senses were replaced by a torrent of pure energy. She "saw" the universe, saw the birth and destruction of stars, saw the flow of time, and saw herself in countless parallel worlds.
Billions of years of information and images poured into her mind in an instant, almost overwhelming and crushing her consciousness.
She was scared.
For the first time, she felt heartfelt fear towards the power in her body.
She was afraid that she would become a monster, a collection of energy that had no thoughts and could only destroy.
"Ah--!"
She roared uncontrollably, and the golden-white energy shot around aimlessly like a tsunami.
At this moment, Chu Hang moved.
He crossed a distance of tens of meters in one step and appeared in front of Carol. In the destructive energy storm, he strolled leisurely, as if he was just walking in the breeze. When the violent energy came within one meter of his body, it automatically separated to both sides, forming an absolute vacuum.
He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the top of Carol's head.
"Look at me."
His voice was not loud, but it was like a thunder that spanned time and space, exploding in the ocean of consciousness of Carol and Chaos Law.
Carol raised his head with difficulty and saw his eyes.
What kind of eyes were those? Calm and deep, like the dark night that encompassed the entire starry sky. In those eyes, she saw her own fear, her own anger, her own confusion. But these overwhelming emotions were just specks of dust in this starry sky, small, powerless, and insignificant.
"The essence of power is neither creation nor destruction. It is what it is, it just exists." Chu Hang's voice, with an unquestionable majesty, poured directly into the depths of her Soul Law. "You are afraid of it because you still regard yourself as a weak human being. You hate Kree because you still look at yourself through the eyes of the past."
"Forget the soldier named Vers, and forget the pilot named Carol."
"From now on, you are you. A Life Law with the power of a star."
"Now, stand up. Hug it, control it. Let it know who is the master."
Chu Hang's words are like a key, opening the last shackles in Carol's heart.
Yes.
The past is no longer important.
What matters is the present and the future.
She slowly stood up from the glazed ground. She allowed the huge power to surge through her body, like riding a wild horse. She no longer resisted or was afraid. She opened her arms as if she was hugging a friend she had reunited with after a long separation.
The fear and confusion in her eyes gradually receded, replaced by an unprecedented firmness and confidence.
The light beams soaring into the sky began to converge, and the violent energy storm slowly subsided. The golden-white light was no longer so dazzling, but became soft and restrained, like a gorgeous feather coat woven from Starlight, draped over her body.
She slowly rose into the air, her feet lifted off the ground, and hovered in mid-air.
At this moment, she is no longer the weapon of Kree, nor the pilot of the earth.
She is Captain Marvel.
Chu Hang stood below, looking at the figure bathing in Starlight, and nodded with satisfaction.
Although the job of a tutor is not easy, it feels good to see my "work" finally take shape.
That night.
Carol has been able to initially control his new power. He is in the backyard, excitedly performing various light and shadow special effects for Monica who looks adoring, such as using lights to form a pony, or making his hair burn like Super Saiyan.
Chu Hang, on the other hand, sat in the room and turned on the computer he spent a lot of money to buy.
On the screen is the financial page of Yahoo.
He logged into his securities account skillfully and looked at the funds in it that had doubled dozens of times and turned into seven figures, with no expression on his face.
For him, this is just the beginning.
He created a new document and typed a line on it:
"Future Investment Memorandum."
Below, he lists a series of company names that will dominate in the next two decades and their key breakthrough nodes.
Google, the search engine and advertising overlord, bought the dip after the dot-com bubble burst.
Apple, the starter of the smartphone revolution, is waiting for the release of iPod and iPhone.
Tesla, The future of electric vehicles and new energy requires long-term planning.
While typing on the keyboard, he separated part of his mind and sank into the system.
[Shapeshifting]'s ability allows him to easily register countless clean vest identities around the world and establish complex financial firewalls.
[Willpower Barrier]'s ability allows his brain to remain absolutely calm and extremely efficient when performing incredibly complex financial operations and information processing.
And his memory, which is more than 20 years ahead of this era, is his biggest and most irreproducible golden finger.
The first outline of a huge business empire that spans the world and has tentacles in various high-tech fields has been quietly sketched in his mind.
This world needs heroes to save it.
And he is ready to buy the world.