After a busy day, people were back in their rooms, and by this time it was late at night, and Eric was still making his equipment under the light, and he wanted to 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 Ming, an auxiliary device consisting of a five-layer structure.

The upper and lower layers on the outermost side 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, attenuation of ultraviolet rays, and corrosion by water vapor and sweat.

The upper half of the second layer is made of an array of antennas with neatly arranged cell oscillators, which determine how much of the user's power can be amplified, and when Eric uses it, the sharp oscillators will wave 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 to a spiral metal coil against the wall through a guò transmission line.

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 common name, called the amplification board, and through guò this amplification board, his strength will be dozens of times stronger than in the past.

Under Eric's guidance, John can use his fire control ability, Auroro has also developed her electromagnetic shooting skills, Pete is trying to inflict his iron 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 has to do a real thing to see if his vision 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 head fell down one after another, changing direction like dominoes, and Eric's power continued to grow in diversion and circulation, and finally converged into a huge wave that radiated through the spiral antenna.

Now Eric's senses are completely out 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 connected to the electricity seemed to him like a wide road, and he harnessed the current to travel through the rooms of the academy with poles.

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.

Salute you, my Queen---- the mouth of the little figure faintly sounded, 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 façade 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 received instrument signals through guò, and were observing the academy from all angles.

"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 have a can of onion and garlic roasted macadamia nuts from Maui in Monaro, which is 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 hairy, 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, whoa, ......", the figure was very irritable, it made a series of meaningless metal friction sounds, and then waved down with a slap on his face, 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 and damp gold entered his senses from afar, and it was Susan, the invisible woman who had had two faces, 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 nothing was there, and 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 people a few times, and the disappearance brought by the magnetic field will set off a burst of exclamations, and if he is unhappy, he will force himself over the building, causing the lights to flicker and dim. Sometimes he saw the excited thugs rushing at the innocent women, so he bent their daggers and put them at their own feet, and sometimes when he got bored, he shook the railings so vigorously that they moved without wind and made a percussion-like rhythm.

In this moment, the whole city is his playground, and no one can stop his joy except the depleted 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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