Taking in John's surprised expression, Eric gave him no explanation, and the most intimate student did not ask, watching the metal figure slowly stretch its body in its owner's hands, from a semi-congealed liquid to a lifelike appearance, and finally closed his eyes as if he were in a deep sleep. $(). ()(x). ()

At this moment, Eric was a little tired from blood loss, although the mutant had a superior physique, he couldn't help but squint and lean on the sand to rest for a while, and then the scenery in his vision returned to normal.

Now that the RV was in Westchester and would be on its way to the academy in a short time, Eric had instructed Bobby, who was driving, to take everyone back.

Manhattan is good, but I'm sure young people who have experienced the pressure will still miss the quiet of the academy, after all, it sheltered their teenage years.

Eric wanted them to be calm in their familiar surroundings and return to the office in a well-fed spirit.

By the way, he also wants to see if there is any change in his biggest backing, he is not afraid of the turmoil in the outside world, and only this is the fundamental place.

Now they were crossing a river over the stone bridge, a branch of the St. Lawrence, and though it was wide, the current was not rapid, and the waves crashed gently against the dark reef by the river, causing snow-white droplets of water to splash in all directions. The cool water that flows from Lake Ontario flows from under the bridge to Guò with a faint scent of aquatic plants and flows east into the Atlantic Ocean. The river's banks are beautiful, with waterfowl flying briskly or landing motionless on the light brown stone embankment, and many small yachts moored at the private pier in front of the homes on the south bank, while the north bank is sparsely populated, with a path winding into the distance, where some nearby residents are strolling leisurely. Many trees are planted along the river, mainly black pine and redwood, and occasionally the light yellow maple leaves fall from the wind and land on the green lawn that has not yet withered, when lazy squirrels will sneak over to look for any unexpected catches.

"Remember the river. John? Opening his eyes, Eric asked his student.

John looked through the window of the car for a moment, and across the wide river, he recognized that this was the place where the strange snakes had been infested, the overturned houses had been completely repaired, and the scrapped cars had long since been replaced, but the corners of the riverbank still occasionally showed signs of the original destruction.

This was the first time that young people had come out of the academy, and it was here that they entered the public eye with great fanfare.

"Yes, I remember." John said abruptly. "We didn't do well then."

A smile tugged at the corners of Eric's mouth.

That time they didn't fight well, they were simply driven around like ducks by strange snakes. The frozen air and fireballs can't penetrate the slippery and tough snake skin, and the iron steel bars have to be defeated and retreated under the thick and weird snake tail, if it weren't for Eric's action, the so-called heroic deeds would be a joke.

But now it's different, and after targeted training, the young man's strength has been greatly developed, and even John alone can easily make that group of arrogant strongholders submissive.

"Yes, our dreams start here, but they don't end here." Eric quietly looked out the window and opened it unexpectedly. Threw the freshly carved little man out.

John restrained his surprise as he watched as the window closed, and the cold air outside was cut off again, even through the glass. He also faintly heard a faint sound of falling water.

"Surprised?" Eric asked with a smile, his face still a little pale, beads of sweat on his head, and a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Yes." John replied honestly. "It was a masterpiece. It's a shame to throw it in the water. ”

He guessed that the mentor must have ulterior motives, so he didn't talk too much, and there was a striking resemblance between the Fire Man and the Storm Girl at this point. That is, they all believe that there is no need to ask more about secrets, and they will naturally be told when the time comes.

Pleased with the student's composure, Eric smiled and tightened his coat.

"That's nothing, John, and my greatest work has always been you."

Hearing such a compliment, John's heart swelled with gratitude and excitement at the same time.

In the past, he was just an ordinary student in the college, because of his low potential and not being valued by the tutors, and his personality was a little withdrawn, and he couldn't get along with almost everyone, although everyone lived in the same building, they were equal classmates, but often they could only play the role of an impulsive and ridiculous clown to get along with people normally, in order to impress everyone, he worked hard every day to silently carry out self-cultivation, but he never saw the hope of coming out, and all the light was occupied by his best friend, I could only stand outside the crowd and quietly look up at his back.

Just when he thought that his life was doomed, the new mentor came to the academy, and he had resistance at the beginning, laughing at the mentor, but what he never expected was that the new mentor took him into a new world. The mutant humanoid shì turned danger into safety, and he became a hero in the world's attention. In the face of this father-like person, how could he not be sincerely grateful?

This simple compliment is better than the praise of countless people.

John suddenly couldn't stop the sourness on the tip of his nose, and tears flowed unconsciously.

"Look at you, why did you cry all of a sudden, you're already a man." The man on the other side chuckled softly and handed over a tissue from the blurred shadow, which the burning wolf took and wiped the moisture from his cheeks.

"Yes, yes." John said yes, but the tears grew more and more. The most brilliant young man of the academy's new generation, the Primordial hero who defeated the Fantastic Four Thunderbolt, is now like a fragile child, who would laugh at himself if he was seen by Alison or Katie's girls, but he just couldn't stop. Who knows how he feels, a young man who realizes that his future fate is in danger of struggling to no avail, but suddenly ushered in the savior of life, the gratitude and reverence are self-evident.

"Boss, if you want to leave one day, please take me with you." John wiped away his tears and looked solemnly at the person across from him, feeling the predicament his mentor was facing.

"I promise." Eric said lightly, without a hint of fluctuation in his calm expression.

The caravan drove into the academy, as if awakened by some silent cue, and the young men who were resting opened their eyes one after another, and now they were back in this familiar place, and they jumped and ran down, and played with the junior students who were moving around the schoolyard.

"Look. They're back. On the balcony of the main building, a graceful lady said to the bald old man next to her, in the past, the dean would have greeted him with a smile on his face, but today his mood was a little heavy.

"Don't hesitate, Charles." His most esteemed Madame Mora shouted his name. "The naïve children are about to become his faithful followers, are you going to sit back and watch?"

"That may be unintentional, who would have thought that a power outage would lead to casualties among ordinary people." The professor let out a long sigh, and there was an indescribable hesitation and anxiety in his heart.

"We all know that once things get on the road, it's hard to keep going, and he might regret it now. But if it is not stopped, accidental casualties will gradually be regarded as habitual experience and passed on to the next generation, those lovely children will become new murderers under his influence, do you want to see one day mutants and the outside world enter hostility again, do you know the power of humanity, isn't the mutant suffering enough, and now he has to pay the next generation for his recklessness and ambition? Ms. Mora pressed forward step by step, and the professor knew that she had disliked the other Eric from the bottom of her heart when she was young, and now that the other Eric was old, this disgust was transferred to the younger one. But her words pierced the most worrying place in his heart. The wound didn't bleed when Mora opened it, it was Charles. Xavier has been worried for a long time.

"He's alert." The professor resisted feebly, and was then crushed by Lady Mora's last effort.

"Then start with the people around him, even if it's to help him clear his suspicions!" Ms. Mora has now fully regained the resolute and resolute momentum of the past CIA agents. "He's dangerous. Everyone is afraid of him, we must correct our mistakes, and the rules for the future of mutants should not be written by him. ”

Say hello to Auroro from afar, leaving the students behind. Eric walked through the main building's door.

After standing in the center of the hall for a while, the huge magnetic reaction had long since left the academy, and with him disappeared was the dark blue slender figure. The atmosphere in the academy was almost eerie, with the senior and senior students remaining on campus, and the building looking deserted.

Walking down the deep hallway, Eric made his way to his room.

Pushing open the door, the thick curtains blocked all the light, the dim interior was even colder than the outside, there was no body temperature of a certain vampire lady, and there was no aroma from the female tutor who came to visit, and the qiē in the room seemed to be isolated by time and space, as if no one had ever set foot here since ancient times.

After watching quietly for a while, Eric closed the door again, and instead of entering, he continued to stroll down the hallway, where he had his memories.

At one corner Eric stopped, where Scott had snuggled up to sarcastic him, and the handsome, cool man who was always wearing glasses and saying sour weird things was still alone in the middle of the road after he sadly hit the road.

His shadow still seemed to be on the wall around the corner, still chattering and complaining about something.

Eric smiled and said hello to Mr. Cyclops through the gap in time.

Continuing on, past the empty dining room and kitchen, you come to a secret door passage to the basement.

In that place, when he first arrived at the academy, he and Logan had an unpleasant confrontation, and at that time, Jean's personality had not yet merged, and he was still gentle and kind, and the two of them stopped fighting under her best efforts.

Now Logan's more headache is his cute and cute sister Laura, who is the new X-series weapon created by Stryker from the experience he borrowed from the golden wolf Yàn, and later Eric blackmailed her, perhaps when he handed Laura to Logan, he expected this day.

Every time I think of the arrogant and obedient golden wolf turning into a busy nanny, the new Magneto is overjoyed.

His smile deepened, and the cheerfulness made him quicken his pace, and he soon walked through the girls' dormitory to the tutor's room.

Looking at the empty red wooden door with nostalgia, two invisible slender figures hugged each other and looked at each other coquettishly, they were waving to him frequently, calling him softly in a heart-warming and pleasant voice.

The past passed by like a tide, with illusory light and shadow, and Eric walked through the past, and when he stopped again, two heavy, thick brown-red wooden doors stood indifferently in front of him. (To be continued!)

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