“Mutant abilities are generally divided into six types: Energy, Enhancement System, Transformation System, Psychic, Spatial, and Control.
Most Mutants only have a single ability, but a few possess multiple.
For example, your teacher Logan has both the Enhancement System’s self-healing and the Transformation System’s beast-like bone claws.
Besides ability classification, there is also a ranking system.
Currently, Mutants are divided into five levels: V1 Weak Ability User, V2 Variant Ability User, V3 Strong Ability User, V4 Great Ability User, and V5 Super Ability User.” Storm was teaching at the blackboard.
After so much fuss, these teachers finally managed to tuck their underwear back in and remembered that their proper profession was teaching and educating students.
The curriculum at the X-Men School was slightly different from ordinary schools.
The morning was for traditional theoretical knowledge, which sounded quite boring.
But the afternoon was generally for practical classes.
Although they occasionally lectured on common Mutant knowledge like this, most of the time was spent teaching common methods for controlling Mutant abilities.
Of course, sometimes the teachers would just let go and let the students explore their abilities on their own.
They only needed to stay on the side to prevent accidents and occasionally provide individual guidance.
Five days of classes a week, no morning or evening self-study sessions—all things considered, the campus life in the United States was pretty good.
The only slightly annoying thing was that one couldn’t just enter or leave the school at will; after all, they were Mutants, and their status was somewhat special.
And for these past few days, Ethan hadn’t seen Wolverine Logan around.
He guessed he had already left.
According to the plot, he should have gone to search for his lost memories.
This made Ethan feel a little disappointed because he still wanted Logan to teach him combat techniques.
He had kept the White Queen’s words in mind, and Mutant abilities were ever-changing.
If an enhanced version of the ‘God’s Hand for Picking Up Girls’ really appeared in this World, Ethan would be better off having some precautions.
And Wolverine’s daily life for the past hundred years had been in a state of stabbing people and being stabbed.
In terms of fighting, he would undoubtedly be a good teacher.
And the most important point was that Logan was very… sturdy and durable.
That’s right, just the literal meaning.
After all, during such training at critical moments, Ethan was very likely to subconsciously use his abilities, which would hurt others.
And it was precisely because of this that Ethan could not let Cyclops and the others teach him; they were not like Logan who didn’t care about getting hurt.
After a day of classes, the three of them returned to the dormitory after dinner.
Soon, a conflict arose between Bobby and John over the television.
John wanted to use the TV to play games, while Bobby wanted to watch the newly acquired film “Batman v Superman”.
This hero movie, produced by the current hottest DC Comics company, was something Bobby had been looking forward to for a long time; he had always been a loyal fan of Batman.
Bobby’s idea met with John’s deep disdain.
A dignified Mutant actually worshipping a fictional comic book character was simply a joke.
As a result, the two of them were at a stalemate and almost exploded on the spot in the room.
But just as the two were arguing, the New York TV station suddenly switched automatically, and a female reporter appeared on the screen.
“What’s going on?” John and Bobby looked confused.
“It seems to be an emergency news broadcast.” Ethan also leaned in.
“This station has an emergency report.
Just half an hour ago, a terrifying monster suddenly appeared on the streets of New York, rampaging and destroying everything in its path.
Everyone, please look, that monster has appeared.” As the camera panned, Ethan saw a bald giant about three meters tall with poop-yellow skin tearing up the streets of New York.
The cars on the street were jammed like a long dragon, and this bald giant happily treated them as toys, throwing and smashing them with great delight, just short of beating his chest and roaring like a gorilla to show his strength.
The Police had naturally arrived by this time, and gunfire rang out continuously.
Of course, their pistols were no different from children’s water guns in front of this big guy, and they were quickly defeated.
The Military had finally arrived late.
Two armed helicopters were circling in the sky, and the soldiers on the ground even brought out howitzers.
But neither the Gatling guns nor the howitzers could hurt this thing in the slightest; instead, it made him even more angry and violent.
“My God, what kind of monster is this?
Can anyone stop him?” The reporter said in a trembling voice.
And just as her voice fell, a figure suddenly fell from an armed helicopter, smashing a large crater in the shape of a person into the asphalt ground beside her.
The startled female reporter swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Just as she gathered the courage to go and check, a large green hand suddenly stretched out, and a green giant crawled out of the crater, shaking his head as if trying to make himself clearer.
“Monster!” The female reporter retreated repeatedly in fear, and not paying attention, she fell to the ground.
The camera was shaking at this time; it was clear that the cameraman was trembling.
“Hmph!” Hulk glared at the female reporter and the camera, but he didn’t take action.
Instead, he turned around and roared as he rushed toward the poop-yellow bald giant on the other side.
“Abomination!” “Hulk!” Abomination also noticed Hulk, and instantly lost interest in those policemen, rushing toward Hulk like a madman.
The two giants were now tangled together, pounding each other with fists and feet, slamming into each other with their bodies, and even butting heads to see who was harder, roaring at each other to see whose voice was louder.
Anyone could see the hatred between these two monsters.
They wished they could tear each other to pieces, but the effectiveness of the first round between the two was mainly—New York’s demolition efficiency increased by 300 percent.
The extra 100 percent could be considered the chemical reaction (physical) produced by the two beings being together.
“What are these two monsters?
Are they Mutants?
They look so ugly, especially that poop-yellow one.” John frowned and said.
As a Mutant who could master abilities, John felt a sense of superiority compared to ordinary people.
And thinking that he was the same kind of person as these two monster-like big guys, John couldn’t accept it at all.
“Human enhancement from Enhancement System abilities generally doesn’t cause such major changes to the body, and while many Transformation System abilities leave beast-like characteristics, this is too exaggerated.
Besides, the Professor and the teachers didn’t show any reaction today, so they shouldn’t have anything to do with Mutants.” Bobby analyzed calmly.
In terms of brains, he was still a bit better than John.
“Since it has nothing to do with Mutants, we can just watch the fun.
Bobby, let’s make a bet on who will win between these two big guys.” Hearing Bobby’s conclusion, John felt it made sense and immediately relaxed, his troublemaking nature showing again.
“Stop arguing, watch carefully.” But just at this moment, Ethan’s impatient voice came.
For some reason, a sense of unease inexplicably rose in Ethan’s heart.
Ethan felt that the street being played on TV looked somewhat familiar.
“It’s too dangerous here, too terrible.” The reporter’s trembling voice came again.
It must be said that she was really professional; she hadn’t even fled in the face of such a situation.
Reporters were truly creatures who could risk their lives just to grab a big scoop.
“I ask everyone currently watching the news, please do not come to my location—Harlem, Manhattan, New York.
And to the friends living here, may God bless you!” “Harlem, Manhattan.” Ethan’s pupils shrank upon hearing this, and his body trembled involuntarily.
Wasn’t that where the Howard Welfare Institute was located?
Bang!
The window was pushed open by Ethan at this moment.
In the puzzled eyes of John and Bobby, Ethan had already jumped down from the third-floor dormitory.
“Ethan, what are you going crazy for?” John and Bobby ran to the window in panic, only to see that Ethan, who had jumped down, not only showed no signs of injury but instead rushed out like an arrow released from a bow, disappearing into the night in a split second.
Ethan did not notify Professor X to ask him to have Cyclops bring out the supersonic plane under the playground.
This was not because Ethan didn’t want to trouble Professor X, but simply because he thought the supersonic plane was too slow.
That’s right, when Ethan focused on speed, the supersonic plane couldn’t compare at all.
After all, Ethan could convert all the force he came into contact with during his movement into backward propulsion.
This included the drag force that blocked the object from moving forward at high speed.
As long as he changed the direction of the drag through Vector Control, Ethan could turn the drag into propulsion.
Without drag, it meant that Ethan’s speed would never slow down, which allowed his acceleration to break the sound barrier in a very short time.
If other factors were not considered, Ethan could even infinitely approach the speed of light.
Of course, this would require a long time to accumulate acceleration.
“Dean Emma, Katie, please don’t let anything happen to you.” Ethan muttered anxiously to himself.
At this moment, he was rushing toward the center of New York, carrying the strong airflow brought by his super-high-speed movement..