Idiot Brain Novels & Stories

The person who dared to utter those words in front of a notorious ferocious delinquent was either too talented or wanted to die. Enbrai and his companions shared the same thought, and they both accepted the second way of thinking, which was to want to die. Enbrai laughed and laughed with his companions, approaching Ian sarcastically: "Are you so stupid that you don't know how to write death? Huh?" "first!" Ian counted the first sentence. His voice was as calm as a leaf falling in the wind. Enbrai was a bit stunned, but then regained his composure and continued to curse: "Fuck! Are you still sitting there pretending to be? Don't you look at your status to see how much weight you have? ?"

Their objections were completely within Zayn’s expectation. After all, there were few people in this world who could match his intellect, and ever since his vast improvements in his mental faculties, his IQ had grown exponentially. It would not be an exaggeration to imply that he could learn anything under the sun at least ten times faster than the unwashed, average Joe. Throw him a pile of super-duper difficult math questions, and he would solve them very quickly.

Xiever laughed as he stroked his tummy. His eyes blinked, confirming that he was not currently dreaming. "Calvin, I just found out that inhaling too much carbon dioxide and other toxic gases in prison can cause damage to certain parts of the brain." Calvin smiled and replied, "His right brain is a bit damaged. So when it comes to imaginative thinking, he'll overthink it. Ha-ha." "His left brain is also a bit damaged. He predicts the future without calculations, so his guesses are sometimes difficult for us to understand. Ha-ha-ha."

Mom has told her it was probably because she was always pressing her phone and for days, I tried to make mom see there was no correlation between the two but she never listened and I always ended up with a smack at the back of my head. I looked at Jeremy’s tray and could only shake my head. “Such an irony. Life is indeed an irony. If only Jeremy’s sense could be as much as the amount of food he consumes, his life would be better than this,” I shook my head again. Jeremy dropped the spoon noisily and turned to glare at me. “Repeat that again,” He demanded. “We both know your brain is the size of that of a cockroach, oh wait, does a cockroach even have a brain?” Acting surprised, I covered my

Anyone with a brain wouldn't think Lucille was an impostor. Of course, there were also brainless people in the world. A message suddenly popped up in the livestream chat. "Tsk. Who knows whether she's just faking it? She's doing a good job, though." This person was immediately attacked by the other viewers. "Is this idiot just here to make their presence known?" "I've always felt that I've never been the smartest, but it looks like there are people dumber than me out there!" "This person's brain must've shriveled up…"

I said, not thinking of what I was spitting. “It seems as though the old ones are now weakened in the brain, and their cells are unable to renew. That's why they don’t think before they say nonsense sentences," he retorted, not bothering to plead anymore. "All right," I said to him, clapping my hands to his face "Good luck in your search for Scarlett, He stood in the doorway looking at me, confused, his kindness and good humor personality were still showing off on his facial expression, these are the virtues he can’t hide no matter the way he tries.

I needed to make sure I had my wits about me and didn’t allow myself to get overwhelmed or worried. Rain patted my back way too enthusiastically. "Hey. Don’t be so hard on yourself." I peeked at him through my fingers. "You tried to boil water and screamed about towels." He grinned. "Exactly. I’m the bigger idiot here. You're just... like... a medium-sized idiot." I groaned. "Great. Good to know I still rank." Rain leaned back in his chair, arms stretched dramatically over his head. "Honestly, though? I'd rather panic and look dumb than miss something important."

“Pѕѕhhhtt, lіkе I’m аnуоnе’ѕ monkey. You’ve barely gоt a brain сеll to rub tоgеthеr іf wе’rе talking аbоut actual іntеllіgеnсе then I think you’re wау оut of your lеаguе, mауbе juѕt ѕіt thеrе аnd lооk рrеttу.” “Fuсk you, Elіjаh, уоu thіnk because уоu’rе ԛuісk wіttеd wіth thаt ѕmаrt mоuth that you’re аbоvе everyone else.”

Looking at Silvia's silly look, Jayden suddenly smiled and said, "Silvia, it's really a miracle that you manage to live for 20 good years with such poor cognitive abilities." Silvia was infuriated. She glared at him and snapped, "Jayden, how dare you accuse me of being an idiot?" Jayden asked, "You don't agree?" "I have a high IQ of 120!" Silvia answered confidently. Jayden then responded sarcastically, "I think your IQ must be off the charts.." Silvia retorted, "You are the idiot! Not me!" Jayden put on a little smirk as he said, "Mrs. Kyle, please get a glass of warm water for me."

Jackson explains. “They went for the baby. If they wanted to kill the girls, they would be dead right now.” I watch his eyes. My twin is smart — his IQ is off the charts. But his brain is flawed. Wired sideways. Brilliant and broken in the same breath. As if it can’t handle all the extras it has been dealt with, some odd little self-destructive tendencies always pop up, making him unpredictable and reckless at best. He just doesn’t function the same as other people. Never have.