084 Peter

Not to mention how Eric communicated with the faint magnetic field, the night was getting thicker, the stars were dense in the sky, and a shadow fluttered among the skyscrapers in the moonlight, and soon came to the vicinity.

"Won't you come in, Peter?" Eric spoke suddenly, and the room was silent, and after a while, a boy walked in, hesitantly.

"You know about me, Mr. Eric?" Peter was still wearing the red and blue spider suit, but the hood was removed, and looking at his slightly lame walking, you knew that the blow on his knee was really not light.

"It's been there from the beginning." Eric replied, still with his back to Peter, hanging high in the air, quietly looking out the window at the night scene. "You're strong."

Peter smiled wryly, if he had thought so before, but the ghost armor just now had impressed him too much, if it wasn't for the reunion with his family, Spider-Man might have become a dead spider.

Touching the bruise on his leg, Peter still felt palpitations in his heart, this was the first time he faced an evenly matched opponent, and the result was a complete defeat.

Now that he is here, he no longer hides it, and has told his own affairs in a steady stream, without missing anything at all, and he hopes to get a little guidance from Eric, the mentor of the mutant academy.

After what happened to his uncle, he thought that it was his responsibility to fight evil, but seeing the behavior of people today, he felt that the so-called evil might just be an illusion, and that a large number of people may not be right, and what he saw with the naked eye may not be true, so what should he do to be worthy of his own power.

In other words, should one's own power be stored in zร i?

Peter is now completely confused.

Hearing his doubts, Eric laughed.

"I have a few students who used to think the same way as you." He said. "I can be like others, tell you that the greater your ability, the greater the responsibility, etc., but in fact it is not like that, the so-called responsibility has its boundaries, within the scope you do the right thing, out of the scope becomes redundant."

"The black ant and the red ant fight over food, and the black ant kills the red ant, and you happen to see it, so you kill it. You think you're presiding over justice, but you're actually mearizing with their survival. Maybe you can look at the theory of evolution, but of course human society is neither as cold as it says it is, nor as warm as the humanists describe it. If you ask me what I think, I will answer you that everything I do comes out of my own needs. โ€

"From yourself?" Peter chewed on the words. "Isn't that too selfish?"

"Really?" Eric was noncommittal.

"I want to live well, so I can't make the people around me sad. For the sake of the feelings of those around me, I will push my compatriots. If I still have the strength to complete these things, I will not hesitate to spread my power to a wider area and create a harmonious atmosphere. But no matter what I've done, my initial and ultimate goal is only one, and that is for myself. I say this does not mean that I can sacrifice a qiฤ“ for myself, I am not a being who can be separated from society, although I have also experienced loneliness that you can unimagine, but that does not mean that I can adapt to its company. Like everyone, I want to be better---- to be able to socialize with attractive ladies, to taste delicious food, and to enjoy pleasures that ordinary people can't get, which is both human nature and my pursuit. โ€

"So what should I do?" Peter asked, confused.

"Then ask yourself. A really strong person should first be strong inside, you think that your problems are caused by power, and in my opinion, the root of a qiฤ“ problem is all in you, it is your inner weakness that makes a mess of your life, and now you are trying to shirk it. Eric's voice came down from the air, and he finally turned around, but it didn't satisfy Peter's desire.

"As for what to do, I am not your teacher and am not obligated to answer, if you must find the answer, you might as well go and talk to your uncle, maybe he can give you some enlightenment."

Unable to get the answer he wanted, Peter walked away in a daze, and he had to struggle for a long time to see how he looked.

When Peter left, Eric called out another young man.

"John, do you hear it all?" It turned out that John had already stayed in the room on the top floor, but he never came out.

"Yes," John replied briefly. "His mutation comes from spiders."

Eric swirled his chair and fluttered slowly in front of the glass wall.

"Human beings are evolving, no matter what way, whether it is radiation or infection, with the advancement of science and technology, we are moving towards a point of no return."

"Yes, sir." John at this time looked a little calmer than during the day. "I never doubt that, we are the future, even if it seems a little illusory now."

"We still have a long way to go." Eric sighed. "In the face of not only human rejection, but also internal divisions, but we have to keep going until the end. I really want to see what the future of humanity looks like. โ€

"Didn't you foresee it either?" Hearing Eric's words, John was a little curious.

Eric smiled.

"It's so easy, it's changing. Without the handy blow a few days ago, there would have been no arrival of the class, and the confused Peter didn't recognize us at all, so he came to ask for advice. Things are changing. I remember telling you the story of the knight and the horseshoe, from which you should not only see the importance of details, but also understand that the exhibition of things always affects and transforms each other. Like Stryker, I don't think you'll be able to let go of it to this day. โ€

"Yes, sir." John said, "I won't hide it from you, I do want to kill him, I'm not as lucky as Babi, I was almost taken to the base at the bottom of the lake." โ€

"Yes, it's a fluke, my child, and if that I'm going to see you only from the autopsy report." Eric nodded. "I don't want to dispel your hatred, it's your power, no one can take it away, but I want you to see how important it is for us to turn against a confidant."

"I can understand." John said firmly. "The last time I saw in the newspaper a guy who claimed to be living Moses and who had a big impact after announcing his coming out in the name of the leader of an anti-gay organization. From that incident, the degeneration of a leader in my present life will always have a much greater impact than that of an obscure minor character. When I tried to think of Stryker as one, I felt a lot better. โ€

Eric was overjoyed to hear John's knowledge, and he clapped his hands and was proud of his disciple's growth.

"John, is this still my little John, who can already think independently before you know it?" Eric's voice was full of surprise, which made John more excited than any outsider's compliment, and at this moment he turned back into the hairy boy, touching the back of his head and laughing.

Then Eric's voice rang out again.

"It's gratifying to see you grow, because you're going to sit in my seat after all, just like I took over as professors, and we're always going to keep moving forward, leaving the past behind us. I hope to see the day you grow up. In the moonlight like water, Eric's voice came from the seat in the sky, and his voice had a sense of unreality and unreality, and at the same time there was a faint vicissitudes of life.

John's nose was a little sour, and a heavy sense of responsibility crept in his heart, and he didn't want to continue on the subject, so he talked about other ideas.

"In fact, we can also take more effective methods to be accepted by society more quickly, such as we can take the initiative and set fire to the right place, creating enough danger for humans to ask us for help."

"And then?" Eric had a big smile in his voice.

"Then we get people out." John replied.

"Then the risk of us being present is dramatically magnified." Eric chuckled softly in the air. "I don't mind you doing something in private, but it's not in line with my aesthetic."

Listening to Eric's words, John was a little depressed, and he was more ashamed in his heart, feeling that he had failed the weight of his mentor, for fear that he would give up from now on.

"Don't be like that, John, you're thinking about that too. Don't be afraid to make mistakes when you think, just be cautious in your actions. Eric patiently relieved that he could not dampen the student's confidence.

"As for why I don't want you to do that, there are two reasons."

"First of all, I don't want you to be a knife in the dark that others can use to be used, and if I can, I don't even want your hands to be stained with other people's blood, but I want you to become one day famous. You are now in the stage of growth, and if you are too eager, you will not see the direction clearly. Take a wrong step forward, and you will step into the torrent with one foot, and you will be pulled by external forces and lose the initiative. Taking a step back can be seen from another angle. You have to remember that what should be on the surface will eventually come to the surface, and no matter how much you disguise it, it can be revealed, and only a clear conscience can keep you confident. โ€

"The second reason is that there is no need, if throughout history, from the moment human beings became intelligent beings, they have always been creating and destroying miรจ, and all kinds of accidents are always going on, you have to worry that you will be incapable in the future, not that you need to create more trouble. Until the real critical moment, it is enough to let the human beings cause the accident themselves, we just need to save, and at this stage we can be more reserved, choose to be a sitting by, watching them kill each other in the Colosseum. โ€

John nodded again and again, looking up, feeling that he was as unforgivable as a shining light, and he wanted to be like a mentor.

After John left, Eric pondered for a while, reached out and summoned a floating board, and slashed his palm to let his characteristic silver blood drip on it, and gradually, a special induction was created between him and the steel plate, and soon after, a pink cell-like object appeared in the place where the blood was dripping.

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