After a busy day, people were back in their rooms, and it was late at night, and Eric was still making equipment under the lights, imagining that he would have a tool of his own, just like the professor had a brainwave search machine.

His room was now a mess, the smooth table was piled up with metal rods wrapped in wrapping paper, and the neat floor was covered with thick boards, and he had moved his bed out and replaced it with a flat, round object the size of a mattress.

This is his invention, an auxiliary device consisting of a five-layer structure.

The upper and lower layers are made of strong and corrosion-resistant metal, so they will not deform when standing on top of Eric's weight, and they also prevent oxidation, ultraviolet rays, and water vapor or sweat.

The upper half of the second layer is made of an array of antennas with a number of neatly arranged cell oscillators, which determine how much it can increase the user's power, and when Eric uses it, the sharp oscillators will work according to their arrangement.

The third layer supports the second layer.

The fourth layer is a thin silver plate that acts as a reflection and is part of the feeder, which is connected by a transmission line to a spiral metal coil against the wall.

It's a very simple structure, but it's a condensation of Eric's hard work, and he must constantly make himself stronger in order to better support the mutant sky.

When he threaded the last wire, the rudimentary device was assembled. Eric gave it a very ordinary name, called the Amplifier Plate, through which his strength would be dozens of times stronger than in the past.

Under Eric's guidance, John can use his fire control skills, Auroro has developed her electromagnetic shooting skills, Pete is trying to inflict his steel body on his friends to make them equally indestructible, and Katie has not given up her efforts, she has taken her classmates through the solid again and again, even if she is injured.

Everyone is working so hard, and Eric, as a mentor, certainly can't be left behind.

Now he's going to do an experiment to see if his idea can be confirmed.

Eric took off his shoes and lay down on the booster board, the new tool quickly took effect, and inside it, many complex textures quietly changed, and pieces of metal thinner than a human hair fell down one after another, changing direction like dominoes, and Eric's power continued to grow through them in diverts and cycles, and finally converged into a huge wave that radiated through the spiral antenna.

Now Eric's sensations are completely beyond the limits of his body, and he feels like he is out of his flesh. The soul of the body, like a free electron, jumped happily in the void, and the copper wire connecting to electricity seemed to him like a wide road, and he harnessed the electricity to travel through the rooms of the academy at breakneck speed.

Bobby is talking to Katie.

Alicent reading a fashion magazine.

Pete is putting his sister to sleep.

John is still working his skills.

When Eric silently visited Auroro's boudoir, he boldly made his way to Jean's room.

Jean was wiping a frame, when suddenly the silver knight statue next to her moved, and she looked over alertly, and then saw the silver-white figure stretching out and standing up.

Greetings to you, my Queen---- the mouth of the little figure made such a faint sound, it raised its chest up, raised its long riding spear in its hand, and the front hooves of the steed under its crotch rose upright in the air and neighed silently.

"Eric?" Qin tentatively touched the little man, and when she saw it nodding, her face was like a flower.

After charging for the piano on the table one last time, Eric's power left the figure and stepped out of the academy.

An inconspicuous Chevrolet parked on the exterior wall of the academy, a few dozen steps ahead of the main entrance, two men sat bored in the car, occasionally fiddling with the screen in front of them, which was observing the academy from all angles by receiving instrument signals.

"I said man," one of the men said to his companion as he ate. "What the hell are we doing here, stalking? There are no people in here at all. ”

"Honestly, I don't know." His companion replied. "Anyway, my boss just told us to set up the instruments so that they could record what's going on inside, and I don't want to know anything else. Inside the walls lived a bunch of monsters, and I wouldn't have wanted to come if it weren't for the fact that it had asked me to choose between going to Africa or coming here. ”

"Nasty mutant, wouldn't it be nice to hide in the gutter honestly, and if you have to jump on the ground, I won't be able to go home in the middle of the night." The man complained, grabbed his collar and sniffed it, and cursed in disgust. "Damn, I couldn't take a shower for days, and I got stinky."

His companion didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned sideways and did not speak.

"Would you like some beer, light wine is better for your health than dark wine." The man babbled. "Look, I also have a can of onion and garlic baked macadamia nuts from Maui in Monaro, which is super nutritious."

As he spoke, he opened the jar of frontier specialty, and before his companion could stop the dangerous move, a terrible smell of sulfur compounds had already permeated the car, and the fellow who had fallen into the frieze could not bear it any longer, and he cursed and pushed the door open and got out of the car.

"You should try something new, I've heard that this thing can make people stay on the hook." The man ate and drank, and soon filled his stomach, when he realized that his companion had not moved for a long time.

"Hey?" His head stuck out of the window, and it was quiet outside, and the companion seemed to disappear into the night without a sound.

The man felt a little furious in his heart, and quickly grabbed a pistol and opened the car door.

"Man, are you there?" He asked softly, the silence of the night making the sound louder, startling himself as soon as he spoke.

Before his heartbeat subsided, he saw the man who had gone out lying on the ground behind the car with white eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" He thought his companion had an epilepsy, so he hurriedly ran over, and just as he bent down, he felt a figure pass by and jump into the back of the car.

"Whoa......", the figure was very irritable, it emitted a series of meaningless metal friction sounds, and then slammed down with a wave of his head, and a series of slaps suddenly made his eyes glow.

In a trance, he saw a chubby figure glowing with silver light, with an orange-yellow mouth, feet, and webbed, and wearing a Fontroy sailor's suit, with nothing underneath it.

"God, I was attacked by Donald Dark?" With one last ridiculous thought, he fainted like a companion.

After killing his opponent, the duck flapped its wings triumphantly, and its ass twisted and jumped, turning into a cloud of colored smoke and dissipating into the air.

I taught politics a lesson. Sent by the government, Eric gathered his strength, turned the duck into a puff of metal dust, and once again advanced into a wider field.

He had covered the whole street, and then the whole town, and the steel balls he usually dropped with the mark of his power were now his coordinates, quietly lit up in a space that only he could see, and each light of the steel balls represented that his power had invaded an unknown area, and he invaded the magnetic world with the craziest attacks like the ancient Mongols, until he had the whole Westchester in his hands.

By this time his strength had reached its peak, stretched to the extreme like a taut crossbow, and he shot with a shocking leap towards the south, and leaped across the distant space like a gallop of lightning, until the famous statue holding a torch in one hand and a code of law in the other appeared in front of him.

Flying high in the sky, admiring the lights of the thousands of homes below, Eric swept through the thick building walls like an invisible wind, occasionally using too much force to cause some power outages, but he didn't care. Now that he had reached the end of his crossbow, an invisible rope was holding his feet tightly, allowing him to relax for a while.

While wandering, a woman in light blue pajamas with damp blonde hair entered his senses from afar, it was the invisible woman Susan, who had been in a two-sided relationship, she was sitting on the balcony of a building with a depressed face, watching the traffic below that had shrunk countless times, playing with the necklace in her hand, and accidentally the chain fell off.

Seeing Susan slapping the railing in exasperation, Eric smiled softly, and he leaped down in pursuit, holding the fallen chain up before it disappeared into the night, and then soared back to his astonished master.

Susan took the chain in a daze, and then remembered that it was unreasonable, and she guarded her chest vigilantly and looked around for a while, but found nothing, Eric had already left her side, flying towards the deepest night sky.

Now he is a free bird, flying freely between the buildings that rise from the ground, and when he is happy, he rushes to the ground and circles around the people, setting off a wave of exclamations, and when he is not happy, he forcibly crosses the building, so that the lights are extinguished for no reason. Sometimes he saw excited thugs rushing at innocent women, so he bent their daggers and put them at their own feet, and sometimes he shook the railing boredly, making a percussive rhythm.

At this moment, the whole city is his playground, and no one can stop his joy except the exhausted power.

Before the last of the tiredness dragged him back, Eric struck a bullet fired at the old man by a robber, deflecting it and sweeping back like a receding tide in the stunned expressions of both sides.

"Eric, can you come for a while?" As soon as he opened his eyes on the amplifier, the professor's voice quietly sounded in Eric's heart.

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