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After dispelling the biggest cloud in his heart, Eric left the academy and now he was going to have some contact with Jimmy.

Although Hank is based on Capitol Hill, through his girlfriend Yuriko who stayed in the studio, Eric got the address of Mariano's house and searched all the way. He found his home in a dilapidated community in the northern suburbs of New York. When he opened the door, he found his fat Nick.

"Hello, Eric." Nick looked at the visitor who was shocked, guessed what he was thinking, and laughed.

"I didn't expect it." Nick Reins gave up his seat and invited the guests in. "Mariano is my wife's younger brother, so I'm here often, but I guess you didn't come for him----- for Jimmy?"

The surprise quickly passed, and Eric nodded: "Yes, we met last time we were in the square."

"I haven't thanked you for saving my son, thank you Eric." Nick hugged Eric with thanks. That day Eric almost lost his life for his son.

son?

Eric was about to say something suddenly stopped, and he looked at Nick carefully again, and then asked, "Is Jimmy your son?"

"Of course." Nick looked proud. "We're a lot like it?"

Eric looked at Nick and couldn't see how the pretty boy looked like him, so he perfunctorily and got to the point.

"I found Jimmy's ability awakened in the square, so I came to see him and asked if he would like to join the academy."

This is good news.

Nick is having a headache because his son Jimmy is a precocious boy. As a mutant son, he has always been sensitive and autistic. Now he has awakened his abilities. He has refused to go out in recent days and is reluctant to go to school. In his opinion, this is obviously because his son has become even more alienated from the ordinary people after the mutation. Of course, he has the opportunity to join Xavier Academy.

He immediately expressed his joy, but he had to discuss with his son what exactly is going on.

The good father called out Jimmy and asked his son to discuss face to face with Eric.

After his father left, Jimmy greeted Eric like an adult and sat down and poured him a drink.

"Are you here to kill me, Mr. Eric?" Jimmy asked calmly while pouring coffee.

"Thank you, the coffee is very fragrant." Eric sniffed the warm and mellow scent in the cup. Then he asked. "Why do you ask that?"

"I know my ability can remove the power of mutants. I have tried it on Dad and Mariano. I haven't seen it again after you saved me that day. I guess you'd think I'm a threat. Now that I'm seeing you come, I'm even more convinced of this."

"It feels very sharp." Eric praised him lightly. "Two hours ago I was thinking about whether to do this, and now I hope you join the academy."

"Why?" Jimmy was stunned for a moment, trying to take back the cup. "Why not do that? My uncle is a mutant, and so is my dad. I don't want to cause harm to them."

"Don't be too arrogant. Jimmy." Eric smiled and returned the cup to the boy. "Now we will protect you. If you don't want to cause harm to others, let yourself grow up as soon as possible."

As he said that, he made the metal objects next to him fly into the air one by one, floating around in front of the boy's eyes. Jimmy looked at Eric, who was a foot away from him, and suddenly the light of hope burned in his eyes.

***

A funeral was taking place in the Air Force Resident community in West New York when Eric convinced Jimmy.

It was said to be a funeral, but it was not the dead who was buried. The cemetery was just the lawn of a residential house in the community.

This is because the burial is the ghost armor that caused a lot of controversy some time ago. The flying weapon that Captain Curtis, the former owner of the residence, tried on during his lifetime.

Originally, the armor had already arrived at the Military Research Institute, but after repeated inspections, no reason was found. The scientists concluded that the armor was manipulated by external forces and there was no crazy murderous ghost, so the wreckage of this seriously damaged weapon was treated as waste steel by the annoyed scientists.

Exploration Space Company once had a chance to get it back, but the company was afraid of the responsibility of the incident and had no intention of asking for it, not to mention that the wreckage was only left with a skeleton, so it was meaningless to take it back. So after a few twists and turns, it came to Mrs. Curtis's hands. Now Ms. Shirley Pandora Curtis decided to bury it to comfort her husband. Because the Air Force Cemetery refused to accept the request for burial and the hope of her daughter Angel, after obtaining the consent of the neighbors in the community, the ghost armor will be placed on the lawn of Curtis's house and covered it with a glass cover so that the poor mother and daughter can see its existence every day for peace of mind.

It was cloudy, and Curtis' neighbors and friends came to his yard in formal attire to attend the pilot's second funeral. A pastor who had close ties during his lifetime presided over the family, talking about how friendly and kind he was and how active and enthusiastic he was in the community. Then relatives and friends also spoke one by one about his touching deeds during his lifetime, and how missed it.

All this was a process. Only the mother and daughter were really sad, but the people below were whispering.

"I want me to say, this is a crazy idea." An old woman in her fifties whispered to her partner. "Baichi is obviously dead, and she will hold another funeral for him, and spend money to repair the robot and paint it. Shirley really thinks that was controlled by her husband's undead?"

"I don't believe it anyway." The old woman's companion is much younger than her, but she has a sarcastic face at a young age. "Maybe she wants to take the opportunity to ask for a large amount of compensation from Explore Aerospace, otherwise why spend money to bury the dead? Ask me to say that spending money to hire a good lawyer is the most important thing, they are much more capable than robots."

"This is not impossible. Shirley is not old. Many people like to make a rich widow. In my opinion, she might have wanted to remarry a long time ago." Another woman also interrupted, and their voices gradually became louder and they stopped until the pastor hinted.

In this dull atmosphere, a strange man walked in and stood quietly at the end of the crowd. He looked at the mother and daughter next to the priest in a daze, and resisted the urge to get there.

The priest's speech ended, and the armor covered with the national flag was placed in a concrete pit one foot deep. Curtis's two comrades during his lifetime folded the national flag into a designated shape according to the procedure, handed it to Shirley, and then put the glass cover on it, and the ceremony ended.

As neighbors and friends left one after another, the drizzled drizzled down. Now there was only the strange man and the mother and daughter of Curtis.

"Madam, please feel sorry for me." The man walked into the yard of Curtis's house and comforted Shirley and his daughter in an indescribable tone of sorrow.

"Thank you, who are you?" Shirley wiped the corners of her eyes and thanked her politely. She had never seen anyone. The gentleman looked just over 20 years old and still looked like a college student. Will he know his pilot husband?

"I have met... this gentleman several times." The man vaguely called the male owner, and then mentioned a few small things. Shirley vaguely remembered that these things were mentioned by her husband during her lifetime. So she let go of her guard and started talking to the person she came.

"Can your life be maintained after he dies?" the man asked.

Shirley touched her daughter who was plunging in her arms and smiled bitterly: "I don't know what to say. Our lives have been completely disrupted."

With thousands of flocks and shit, Shirley really doesn't want to mention these distressing things again, especially in front of a young man who can be said to be strangers.

"You can talk to me, I really hope to give you some help." The man's attitude was extremely sincere. His tone was almost praying. For some reason, Shirley was moved by him and told him something about himself.

"... When his boss knocked on the door for the second time, he brought us a check of 12,000 US dollars and a funeral fee of 6,000 US dollars, including the clothes we attended the funeral. Apart from these expenses, we only had more than 10,000 yuan. We didn't have much savings, except for the college tuition we had saved for Shirley, it was difficult to support our lives, and we always rely on Bage to support our family. Now that he has gone, I have to take care of myself and Angel, but I have never worked, and I don't know what to do now."

"The army has no other help? I remember us... I mean the soldiers have 250,000 personal insurance, and by the way, there is also tax-free allowance, why are they only given such a little?" The man forced himself to resist the anxiety in his heart and asked.

"Twenty-five thousand?" Shirley smiled bitterly. "Only this two thousand dollars of pension can be paid in time, and the others will have to go through a long process to get it. I doubt we can last until then."

The man clenched his fists and felt his chest explode. He just didn't want to disturb the woman in front of him, so he suppressed it with several deep breaths.

"Do you have any difficulties now? I mean maybe I have some solutions." The man asked in a gentle voice as much as possible. Looking at Shirley's slightly suspicious eyes, he quickly raised his hands and explained: "I have no other meaning, I just want to help him... He shouldn't have encountered such a fate!"

Speaking of this, the man gritted his teeth and hated the person who caused the current situation. Feeling his boiling anger, Shirley began to believe that he really wanted to help him, so she hesitated for a moment and expressed her greatest distress.

"The most important thing now is to change Angel's school, and she can't stay any longer."

"Isn't Flushing Primary School a good school? What happened to make Angel leave?" The man rushed out.

Shirley thought it was her husband who told his daughter the school she attended during her lifetime, so she had no doubts and talked about the reason.

"There are many students in that elementary school who come from local military and police families. When Baiqi came back with his armor a few days ago, he injured their father. The children kept resentment on Angel. I was afraid that she would have an accident, so I dare not let her out of my sight these days."

The anger reached its peak, and the man calmed down instead. He nodded and promised Shirley that he would find a way to help them. Although Shirley did not have hope for this, she still thanked him politely.

"What's your name? I'm a housewife and don't know much about Becky's friends during his lifetime." Finally, Shirley asked the person, and the well-behaved Angel also raised her head and looked at him.

The man hesitated for a moment and said his name.
Chapter completed!