[Zhongyingmei] The correct posture of the villain's whitewashing

After the first few days of adaptation, Dazzle ushered in his difficult, day and night practice of abilities.

In order for him to quickly grasp and control the ability, Professor Charles racked his brains to compile three extremely high-intensity training programs for Daze, with Beast Hank as his guide.

"Looking at the universe as a whole, the gravitational field is produced by the interaction between dark energy and stars, and the core force is driven by dark energy and exists in the form of a vortex. Therefore, the power field that drives all this is also called the vortex field. It expands, contracts, and balances. The three states are constantly switching freely, and there is a hypothesis of speeding up and slowing down the speed of light in the gravitational field, which makes—"

In the air-raid shelter, Hank was holding his folder, and in the middle of talking, he found that Dazzle, who was sitting opposite him, was looking at him with an indescribable expression.

Hank: "...is it difficult to understand?"

Dazzle nodded, then shook his head again.

Hank frowned and said: "You can't do this, Daze is too serious. Look at Charles."

Charles raised his tablet: "Fortunately, I know how to make good use of Wikipedia."

Hank: "..."

Hank: "I mean, if Dazzle's ability is really to control the gravitational field, then equivalently, he may be able to control time and space at the same time, distort the position, and create a black hole—"

"Wait, wait." Dazzle had to stretch out his hand to stop, "You're talking more and more fantasy Hank, it sounds like Norse mythology."

Hanke took it for granted: "I'm just discussing the matter from the perspective of physics."

Charles gave his opinion appropriately: "You can't be a fat man with one bite, Hank."

"Ok."

Hank pushed his glasses back.

"Then you can continue with your metal ball practice."

Professor Charles said that there is no shortcut to supernatural training. From Dazzle's first attempt to float a small metal ball, what awaits him is destined to be a long and boring training process.As far as the control and mastery of abilities is concerned, everyone's progress is the same under the same training intensity.If you don't want to spend too much time, you have to spend double your energy.

If it wasn't for the message that Steve brought that day, Daze thought he would be happy to study at Xavier College for a year or so.However, the current situation is.

Quake has already appeared in New Mexico, so now there are only two possibilities for the future direction.

According to the known plot, the scope of the war expanded from New Mexico to Manhattan, New York.Or everything simply deviates from the original track. After all, no one can realize more clearly than Dai Ze that this is no longer a comic book, a movie, but a living superhero world, and nothing is fixed or destined. Things happen and everything is full of unknowns.

And these two possibilities are sending him the most obvious message——

The American people, who are in dire straits, will usher in another disaster tailor-made for them.

Daze couldn't tell where his sense of urgency came from, but from that day on he began to unconsciously increase his training load. The number of metal balls used for training gradually increased from one or two to a dozen. Ten, until he gradually figured out the law of the operation of the ability and could make these metal balls run according to the secret trajectory, even Professor Charles had to cooperate with his progress to speed up the training process.

The morning air was damp and cold.

When Charles and Hank came to the air-raid shelter, what they saw was Daze sitting on the iron table, eating breakfast leisurely, while unconsciously reaching out and sliding slowly in mid-air.

The iron balls that were too late to put away after training yesterday were arranged and combined in the air with his movements to form various shapes, ranging from simple to complex.

"He's literally practicing all the time."

Hank, who was standing at the door, published his observations and opinions of the past few days.

"If this continues for less than two months, I think he will be able to graduate."

"Although I don't know where his sense of urgency comes from, everyone knows that he can't really stay here for long like those students, Hank. I think he should have his own things to do, although I Hope he stays here."

Charles still had his usual light smile on his face, he looked at the metal bracelet on Daze's hand directing those metal balls, which seemed to have weakened restraint due to the enhancement of his ability, as a qualified A good mentor, he never hesitates to praise his students.

"Your progress is beyond my imagination."

Dai Ze came back to his senses, saw the two people at the door, jumped off the table, and said with a smile, "You taught well."

As he spoke, he waved his free hand, and the metal balls were rearranged in order on the table.

Charles pushed the wheelchair to the opposite of Daze: "Today is your last class."

Dai Ze raised his eyebrows: "It means I'm about to officially graduate from here?"

"That depends on whether you can pass the class today."

Charles faced Daze and pressed his hands to his temples: "Are you ready?"

Dai Ze corrected his sitting posture: "Come on."

"In the last class, rationally control the ability, so that it will not be influenced by your emotions. I think this is the main reason why you were admitted to the academy."

Dazzle licked his lips and was silent for a while.

"What should I do?"

"I will let you recall the ones you least want to recall. At the same time, you must ensure that the ability does not affect any training items to the greatest extent. If you succeed, then congratulations, you have graduated."

Dai Ze asked while untying the bracelet: "What if it doesn't work?"

Charles: "Then you will continue to repeat the grade."

"Okay." Daize glanced at the training props scattered all over the air-raid shelter, and frowned in distress, "I hope it can be successful. It's really not worth mentioning that a lot of ages are stuck in the youth class."

Charles chuckled and shook his head. The next moment, the gentle gaze became sharper because of the activation of the ability.

Although he has experienced it countless times, when Charles invaded his brain before, his movements were gentle, and the memories he rummaged through were the warmest and most positive.But this time, he drove straight into the black area of ​​memory, and even the soft invisible ability in the past made people feel as cold as a blade.

One after another, the memories that Dai Ze had forgotten in the corner of his memory were brought to the fore.The black-haired man sitting on the chair frowned in pain, and subconsciously began to resist this offensive ability.

There were more and more uneasy little movements, and cold sweat oozed from the forehead of Dai Ze.

The various training props around began to shake slightly, and became more violent as time went on.

However, from the beginning to the end, there was no gravitational storm, no energy rampage, and nothing even floated uncontrollably.

Ten minutes later, Charles dropped his hand on his temple.

The sudden removal of the mental burden made Da Ze's shoulders loose.

Charles smiled and said, "Congratulations, you succeeded."

Daize sat on the seat, panting a bit, but his eyes were amazingly bright.

He looked at Charles and said sincerely, "Your credit."

Charles smiled and said, "This way you can take Kurt out with peace of mind."

Daize froze for a moment, then scratched his face in embarrassment: "You can see everything."

Charles looked at him with a hint of teasing in his blue eyes: "I thought you were different from those students who thought about skipping classes all day long."

Daze said helplessly: "We won't go too far. Tomorrow is Kurt's birthday, professor. I just want to fulfill my promise to him."

"But you are the only one who graduated, not Kurt."

Daze said a little frustrated: "Well, I know."

The two sat in silence for a while, and Charles laughed from the opposite side.

He took out a letter from the file bag next to him: "Tomorrow, help me deliver this to old Onris at the Brecks Racecourse."

Dai Zedao didn't realize it: "But you didn't say that students can't privately—"

Charles clenched his fist and coughed lightly: "I have several applications for admission to be processed tomorrow, I think I may be very busy, and I won't notice if there is one less student in the college."

Dai Ze looked at him, and then showed a clear smile: "Yes, you are very busy tomorrow."

Charles lowered his voice and said seriously: "Only one is allowed, don't be discovered by Hank."

"no problem!"

In the air-raid shelter, Charles looked at Daze's leaving back and his empty wrist, and said with relief: "He finally got rid of his 'birdcage', Hank. I said at the beginning that the ability of mutants is What is magical, magnificent, and free is the least of which should be restrained."

Hanke was expressionless: "Compared to this, as the instructor and security chief of this academy, I hope you will stop doing this in front of me next time."

Charles: "Cough."

Charles: "Come on, Hank, don't you see how happy he is? Think about Dazzle's depressed and confused look when he first entered this academy, don't you feel a sense of accomplishment compared to now?"

Hank: "Oh."

indifferent.