As Eric embraces Auroro, the onlookers are not only the students who are heckling, but also Jean and Professor from the balcony in the distance.

"He doesn't look like he usually does." Jean stood tall, looking at the side with a long red face and an expressionless face, now she was dominated by the phoenix, and the original one she had retreated into the depths of her heart.

The professor moved his wheelchair and came to Jean's side from behind, accompanying her to watch Eric's presumptuous behavior.

"Yes, he is coming out of the shadows. Everyone has shadows in their hearts, and as long as you can overcome them, you can be stronger. ”

"That's why you're trapping me with a shackle of mind?" The head of the piano asked without replying.

"Nope." The professor shook his head. "That was my mistake and I apologize to you. You see----" he said sincerely, "whether it's Eric or me, each of us can do stupid things, we're not perfect. ”

"We're not." Jean acknowledged this, then stared at the professor and said slowly, "But it is." ”

The professor's face was solemn, he knew what Jean meant, the power in her body did not just come from the second personality inside, a strange power that did not belong to this planet was quietly resonating with her, under the effect of this resonance, her strength was quietly increasing every minute and every second, and the more unlimited.

"I feel it, it likes Eric more than I do." Jean turned her head and continued to look into the distance, where Eric had just let go of Auroro and was being chased by the shy and angry Storm Girl in the playground. "Aren't you worried?"

The professor's pupils shrank for a moment, and then his expression relaxed: "I'm not worried. ”

He looked at Eric, who was teasing his female colleague on the playground, and said, "He's your own king." ”

Jean was noncommittal, she didn't care about the professor's opinion, and the figure of the man on the playground attracted her full attention.

Just then, Hank poked his head out of the upstairs window and interrupted them.

"Charles, phone." Hank shouted, "Fdny commissioned Moira's niece to call, there is an emergency fire in New York and wants to be helped by the Academy." ”

Hearing Hank's shout, the professor and Jean glanced at each other, then looked at the playground.

Underground check-in room.

"Check your uniformed girls to see if you're dressed neatly, and don't leave the corners of your clothes outside to make people laugh." Eric reminded the students as they stormed into the cabin. "John, do you want me to do your private service?"

Burning Man John hurriedly stuffed the corner of his coat where it belonged, and then said with a grin, "Chief, I would like to have this honor if I can." ”

"It's a pity that this service of mine is only for ladies." Eric said that he couldn't help himself, and then saw a blue figure walk in. "Hey, Hank?"

"I'll go too." Hank hugged his clothes in a ball, and he didn't have time to change them when he ran over, after all, this was the first official event for young people, and he was a little uneasy.

"Hank." Eric called his name. "Stay here, Hank, the academy needs you. Waiting to hear our good news. He pressed his hand on the senior's shoulder and said firmly.

Seeing the insistence in his eyes, Beast Hank hesitated for a moment and finally agreed.

"Bring them back, Eric." He shouted as he exited the cabin.

Eric made a reassuring gesture before the craft left the ground.

At this moment in the Bronx area of upstate New York, a seven-story apartment building is burning with a raging fire, which was originally ignited in a nearby underground factory, and spread to the neighboring neighborhood by the force of the wind, when it comes into contact with this old building, it immediately realizes that it is its own excellent habitat, where the dilapidated furniture and a large number of flammable materials are its accomplices, and now it is angry, looking at the desperate expressions of the people and laughing triumphantly.

"When will the support arrive?" The heat wave was too close to stand, and the fat black man in the Fdny uniform took a few steps back, took off his soaked hat, threw it on the ground, and asked loudly to the person next to him.

"There is no support, there is also a fire in the south, the nearest support is here, the forces farther away are too late, the fire is about to engulf this building." His companion had just called for help from his superiors through a communication device, but he was disappointed by the reply he received.

"What kind of shit built the fire escape so narrowly, can we just watch them die in the fire now?" The fat man wiped the sweat from the high temperature on his face, and if he continued like this, he was no longer hopeful.

On the rooftop of the building, a group of people huddled on the edge of the house were waving desperately at them, but now the experienced firefighters are also at a loss, they are just ordinary people, and they are really helpless in the face of this dilemma.

"The bureau reporter contacted the Mutant Academy, maybe they have a way." His companion shouted in his ear, trying to comfort the fat man, although he himself did not believe that this would save the trapped man, but it was still a hope.

"Mutants?" The fat man took a sip. "Is there any difference between them and those pretentious heroes, who are just busy robbing the police. If the job is in the headlines, who will take care of us, unless it is a big case with hundreds of casualties, they will not look at it. ”

Several high-pressure water dragons sprayed desperately, but they could only get some negligible progress, their heavy equipment could not enter, and the fire burned more and more.

The burning building was home to a group of illegal immigrants, mostly from West Africa, who had come together as extended families, and what had been their temporary home in this strange country might now become their burial place, and perhaps before long, they would never be able to separate each other in a gesture of intimacy.

The red flames rushed into the sky with billowing smoke, darkening the sky in half, and the fire crackled and horned, it was the sound of wooden furniture being burned and bursting, and the walls were blackened, and the fire was burning higher and higher, and the heat it emitted blurred people's vision.

Where danger is a place for journalists, they take up positions with their cameras and start their own interviews or reports.

"The flames were blown by the wind from the east and soon burned the building, the fire started from the first floor, and then the floor by layer went up, and some people were lucky to escape, and many more were still trapped inside, and I saw that my friend's family was on the roof, and they had five adults and twelve children, and now none of them have escaped." A nearby resident said excitedly to reporters.

"We've done our best, and there's a fire in the hallway, and the team can't get in. Some firefighters had tried to climb the ladder to the upper floor to save people, but smoke was billowing and the trapped people had gathered on the rooftop. We can't help it, the fire broke out instantly, and the people in the building basically had no chance to escape," a fire department investigator told reporters from an objective point of view after assessing the fire, but he was immediately surrounded by the crowd. "Why don't you send a big fire truck, where are the helicopters, you will only work hard when you save the whites, and you don't care about life or death for us blacks." They pushed and shoved, and the reporters and interviewees were arguing in the middle.

"No, don't do that, dear." A taxi driver parked not far away, stumbled over and tried to rush into the burning building, fortunately the firefighters quickly hugged him and put him on the ground, the driver knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, he is a resident of this building, his family is on the roof of the building, they are not far away but can only look at each other in the air.

The heat was steaming, forcing the trapped people on the roof into a corner of the rooftop, with the fierce and ruthless fire demons on one side and the cliffs tens of meters high on the other, the people in a desperate situation finally lost their minds, and some people began to take risks.

A middle-aged woman climbed the fence, her black face with a solemn look, her eyes looking at the sky empty, she slowly climbed to the top of the railing and slowly stood up, her hands spread out to face the wind.

This dangerous act infected those around her, like the beginning of a sacred ritual of a certain sect, and the desperate victim's brain stopped, and they lost the ability to think, imitating only her actions according to instinct, 66 and someone climbed up.

"Don't do this, don't do this." The people downstairs shouted, begging them to wait a little longer, and wait a little longer.

Maybe in just a few more minutes, a miracle will happen.

But they had no idea how panicked the people on the rooftops were, and their fears had completely overwhelmed reason, and they were determined to end the nightmare with their own hands.

A mother picked up her two children and led them over the railing, one by one.

The people downstairs watched this scene, and the whole audience was silent, only the sound of the fire was ringing.

They had guessed what the mother would do, but they didn't dare to think about it.

"Save her, who will save her." The fat black man of the firefighting team trembled and said, he was an experienced old firefighter who had saved countless trapped people in a hundred battles, but there were always some people who he could not do anything with all his means. Now this feeling of weakness that had made him so much resentful had come upon him again.

He watched as the woman fell from the railing and fell down the building with her children in her arms.

"No----," he closed his eyes in pain, and after a few seconds there was a heavy sound hitting the ground, bursting like a leather bag full of water, and then there would be more of the same sound.

He had already guessed the scene of the blood that had gathered into the stream drying up in the baking of the heat.

But he could only close his eyes and avoid the tragedy for the time being.

Strangely, the expected impact sound was not alive, but cheers suddenly burst out from the side.

"How?" The fat man's eyes widened, and he was shocked to see a miracle bloom in front of his eyes.

A man in a yellow and black uniform floated in the void, holding the poor mother and son in his arms.

They didn't fall to the ground and fall to pieces, they were saved.

Eric lowered the three poor men to the ground, and then rose into the air again, and the people above suddenly saw the savior appear, and they were about to go crazy with joy, they were still in dementia a second ago, and now they had to hurriedly retreat, for fear of accidentally falling, that would be joy and sorrow.

Auroro and Barbie followed, and she led the students through the crowd.

Originally, this was a rather crowded place, the terrain was narrow and rugged, and there were a large number of unemployed people who had no place to live here to watch the fire, and the scene was surrounded by water, but seeing that the visitors were wearing the same uniform as Eric, the organic people guessed their identities and quickly helped evacuate the crowd.

Soon a path was cleared through the crowd, and Eric's companions rushed to the side of the building.

By this time, Eric had already completed the most urgent rescue work, he first found the appropriate rescue rope from the firefighters, and then flew up with the rope to secure it, and the young trapped people could use the rope to slide down on their own with his help, while the children and the elderly were taken to the ground by him, which ended soon after Auroro joined.

Now that the rooftop is finally empty, people don't have to worry about it anymore. Then, young people can rest assured that they can cooperate with the firefighters to show their skills.

In the quiet of the academy, the professor and Hank sat on the balcony listening to the show, their hearts already flying to the other side with the young man.

This is aBc New York report: A fire broke out in a building in the Bronx area today, and firefighters arrived at the scene within 3 minutes and 43 seconds after receiving the fire call, but because the roads in the area were narrow and the equipment could not be transported to the scene, dozens of trapped people were forced to go to the rooftop, and at the last moment, the mysterious mutant hero arrived to save the trapped people who were about to die. The following is an interview with the people present at the scene. ”

A rescued trapped person waved excitedly and said, "I thought I was going to die, I had already climbed outside the railing, but I didn't expect them to save me." God, I almost fell off. ”

His foreign accent was too strong for the reporter to understand what he was saying, so he turned the microphone to a white man who was watching.

"When I got here, I saw two children being dropped from the rooftop, along with their mother, and I thought, 'Oh no, they're going to die,' and then a guy flew over and caught them, really, like an angel." Although the white audience was not a witness, they could not hide their excitement.

The last person to be interviewed was a fat black man from the fire brigade, who was the head of the squad.

"Yes, I hate to admit it, but I have to say that without them I would have to sit back and watch the tragedy today. I don't like level heroes, they always make us look so clumsy and imbecile, but today I'm going to say, thank you. ”

The black firefighter said solemnly to the camera:

"Thank you, mutants."

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