“My name is Ethan, as for my ability…” Ethan paused slightly.
“It’s a bit complicated to explain, and it’s easy to break things, so I’ll explain it to you later when I have time, sorry.” “Tch!
How boring.” Fireman John, hearing this, immediately lay down on the bed, bored, and ignored Ethan.
“Don’t mind him, he’s just like that.
We’re roommates now,” Iceman Bobby said with an embarrassed smile to Ethan.
“How I am, is it your place to manage?” Hearing this, John immediately retorted.
“Hmph!” Seeing John being so uncooperative, Bobby was too lazy to speak, snorting coldly and ignoring John.
But John seemed to be in a better mood again, perhaps because their Mutant abilities were opposing elements.
From their first meeting, the two had not gotten along.
And the more hot-tempered John never missed an opportunity to provoke Bobby.
“Speaking of which, our dorm is full.
What do you guys think about choosing a leader now?” John flipped up and said to the two.
“Boring,” Bobby expressed his opinion.
“Boring?
I think this might make you less bored.” John opened his lighter, and a small flame rapidly expanded, surging towards Bobby.
John’s sneak attack was too fast.
Bobby, caught off guard, exclaimed, and a small tuft of his hair was burned off.
“I’ve had enough of you.
If you want to fight, come on.
Do you think I’m really afraid of you?” Even a mud statue has three parts of anger, how could Iceman be an exception?
Provoked repeatedly by John, Bobby finally lost his temper.
A mass of cold air gathered in his hand, ice crystals floated around Bobby, and the room’s temperature dropped sharply at this moment.
“Who’s afraid of whom?
I was just thinking the same thing.
Whoever loses will honestly be the other’s slave.” John not only didn’t back down but stood up excitedly, flames burning fiercely in his hand, causing the room’s temperature to rise rapidly and become hot.
And just as the two were about to clash, a figure stood up, calmly walked in front of them, and simultaneously grabbed both their hands.
“I say, who becomes the leader isn’t important.
What’s important is not to hurt our harmony.” “Ethan, you…” Iceman Bobby looked at Ethan in disbelief.
The temperature in his hand was definitely much lower than dry ice right now.
An ordinary person would definitely get frostbite just by touching it, but Ethan’s expression didn’t change at all, and his seemingly rosy hand didn’t look frostbitten in the slightest.
Regardless of Bobby’s inner shock, John’s hand had already begun to tremble slightly.
The temperature of the flame in his hand just now, if thrown, could instantly melt glass, yet it was extinguished by Ethan, yes, extinguished with his hand.
Damn, is this even human?
Could this guy’s ability also be fire control, and much stronger than his?
Ethan’s ability was certainly not fire control; he controlled vectors.
Whether it was ice or fire, both were collective manifestations of molecular thermal motion.
According to the second law of thermodynamics, heat spontaneously transfers from a hotter object to a colder object.
Theoretically, the ice in Bobby’s hand would absorb heat from Ethan’s hand, thereby freezing Ethan’s hand, and the fire in John’s hand would emit a large amount of heat, thereby burning Ethan’s hand.
But this theory was clearly not valid for Ethan.
Although temperature is a scalar, having only magnitude and no direction, the conduction of heat has a direction.
Through this manipulation, the heat that should have flowed from Ethan’s hand to Bobby’s would instead be locked within Ethan’s body, and all the radiant heat from John’s flame transferred to Ethan’s hand would be reflected back.
In fact, even if Ethan stood there motionless, letting Bobby and John exhaust themselves to the point of spitting blood, they wouldn’t be able to harm Ethan in the slightest.
Looking at the two who were frozen in place, staring at him with terrified expressions, Ethan suddenly smiled.
“Don’t forget this is our dorm.
If the dorm gets messed up, setting aside how Professor X will punish us, where we’ll live is also a problem, don’t you think?” “That’s true, we can’t fight in the dorm.” Seeing Ethan offer an out, John quickly seized the opportunity to say.
Even as he conceded, he still glared at Bobby, as if to say, ‘I’m not afraid of you; I’m just being considerate of the Academy and giving Ethan face.’ Bobby rolled his eyes at this.
He was truly too lazy to bother with this stubborn jerk, and he seriously turned his gaze to Ethan.
“I think what you said makes a lot of sense,” Bobby said earnestly.
“That’s good, harmony is precious after all,” Ethan said with a smile, letting go of their hands.
The two immediately quickly retracted their hands, their expressions still shaken.
They couldn’t help but be afraid, because if Ethan hadn’t let go, they simply wouldn’t have had the strength to break free.
This person in front of them was too terrifying.
In front of him, the two were as weak and helpless as ordinary children encountering a muscular big man.
In their hearts, a seed of awe had already been planted.
At this moment, John and Bobby were moving their hands, while Ethan still had a faint smile.
The three didn’t know what each was thinking, causing the atmosphere to suddenly quiet down.
After a long while, Iceman Bobby, feeling the atmosphere was a bit stiff, finally broke the silence with an embarrassed smile.
“Looks like the cafeteria should be serving meals by now.
Let’s go eat.” “Is that so?
I’m a bit hungry,” John echoed, not forgetting to invite Ethan.
“Ethan, you probably haven’t been to the cafeteria since you arrived at the school, right?
Want to come along?” “That would be great,” Morpheus replied, accommodatingly.
“Oh, and you can just call me Morpheus.
We’re roommates now, no need to be so formal.” The awkward atmosphere was completely broken.
The three walked out of the dorm, chatting and laughing, with a feeling of having gotten to know each other better through a bit of a spat.
········ With the help of Bobby and John, Ethan’s adaptation to the Mutant Academy was undoubtedly much faster.
In just a few days, Ethan felt that he had integrated into the school.
Everything here was good.
If there was one minor drawback, it was that after he arrived at the Academy, he happened to catch a few days of Suspension of classes.
Let alone classes, he hadn’t even seen the Shadow of the teachers.
This included Storm, who had rushed off after bringing Ethan to the school.
Undoubtedly, every student hates classes, but if the holiday lasts too long, they will miss classes.
This ‘masochistic’ contradictory psychology is deeply embedded in the souls of students, and Ethan was no exception.
Especially when he thought about witnessing the Mutant way of teaching, Ethan’s heart was even more filled with anticipation.
“Bobby, how long will the Suspension of classes last?” Ethan, lying on the bed, turned his head to look at Bobby.
“I’m not too sure about that.
The teachers seem to have been busy with the Mutant Registration Act these past few days, and Professor’s old rival Magneto also seems to have appeared.
I’m not too clear on the specific situation, but classes probably won’t be starting for a while,” Bobby said somewhat distractedly.
“What’s wrong?
You don’t seem to be in very good spirits,” Ethan asked, looking at Bobby in confusion.
“Nothing, I just…” Bobby’s voice trailed off, seemingly unable to find a good excuse.
Noticing Ethan’s questioning gaze, Bobby still confessed.
“Rogue is missing.
I’ve searched the entire school and haven’t seen her.” “Rogue?” Ethan thought back and then remembered the girl he had seen a few times.
Her ability was very special; her skin could automatically absorb others’ life energy, and if they were Mutants, she would also gain their Mutant ability.
But this was only temporary; as soon as she let go, the acquired ability would disappear.
And because it was about absorbing life energy, prolonged contact with Rogue could lead to being drained to death.
Generally speaking, Mutants with uncontrollable dangerous abilities like this, anyone with a normal brain would avoid them.
This wasn’t discrimination; it was simply valuing one’s own life.
But according to John, Bobby didn’t know what was wrong with him, as he had developed a slight crush on Rogue.
“I wanted to go out of the Academy to find her, but Storm, the teacher, wouldn’t let me.
She said the teachers would handle it,” Bobby confided in Ethan, clearly not wanting to keep it bottled up.
“Teacher Storm saying that is also for your safety, and I remember Professor X seems to have something called Cerebro, which is very convenient for finding people.
Rogue should be found very soon,” Ethan said reassuringly.
And while Ethan was comforting Bobby to stay calm, the door was rudely kicked open, and a blond man rushed in.
Undoubtedly, this blond man was John.
“I just secretly learned some explosive news, do you want to know?” John said, panting and feigning mystery.
“What is it?” Seeing John’s expectant expression, like “Come ask me, I’m the best,” Ethan had no choice but to cooperate and ask.
“Something happened when Professor X was using the Cerebro room.
He’s currently unconscious.” “What the hell did you say?
Is that true?” Ethan, who was originally comforting Bobby to stay calm, immediately became agitated, grabbing John and questioning him.
Seeing Ethan’s alarmed look, John seemed to recall his previous experience, shivered, and quickly explained.
“It should be true.
Although I didn’t see the unconscious Professor, I overheard this from Teacher Scott, and I also noticed that all the teachers looked very worried.” “No, I must go see him.
Even for the ten thousand scholarship he promised, I can’t stand by and do nothing,” Ethan said, already rushing out.