Seeing a slight sound in the distance, and then a small white flower exploded, Ororo was a little worried: "We won't break the observatory, are we?"

"Of course not." Eric kissed her cheek from the side, looked at the observatory with a smile, and comforted the woman in his arms. "There is only one little mouse." Of course he would not tell her that there was a malicious sight there, and now the master of the sight was gone.

So Oroluan calmed down and recalled the program just now happily. After Eric's personal demonstration, she made rapid progress. Not long after, she succeeded again. She shot a steel ball into the pond on campus, stirring up a huge splash of water. This made her very happy. She was as happy as a little girl who got novel toys. Eric was put aside and ignored it.

Since that's the case, Eric went back to her room. Ororo stayed on the balcony to continue to practice her new tricks. Anyway, she had already understood the trick. This time she would not hit the steel balls again, but just kept mobilizing power in a small range. She had the ability to fire lightning, but now she was just a little restricting this ability and proceeding in a fixed mode. Once she became proficient, Ororo's electromagnetic cannon would even surpass Eric, and she would no longer consume too much time like in the past summoning storms, so she missed the opportunity.

Eric's arrival not only made John the Fireman grow up, but it won't be long before a super storm girl might be born.

I don’t know how people who saw various wonderful methods would comment at that time. They would definitely feel flawless and exclaimed in the newspaper that Superman was here.

In fact, similar reports were in the hands of Eric. At this moment, he was sitting at the table and looking through the recent newspapers. This was specially sent by the professor to the staff of the college. All the news about mutants that can be collected publicly are collected here.

Open the top newspaper directly. This is the local newspaper in Westchester. Its social page headline report is the Mutants vs. The Fantastic Four. Eric looked at it and basically made the battle with all his thoughts. Perhaps the reporter was late at that time and could not squeeze to the nearest position to grab the shot. He just took a few unclear photos from a distance and then publicized how grand the scenes of the superheroes fighting each other were, and how twists and turns were there between victory and defeat. A simple fight came out of his pen like the sky and the earth was broken. Seeing the reporters suppressing the process of defeating Johnny first and then writing it like a god descending to earth, Eric raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

The tabloids pay more attention to the big scenes, and the attitude of the Christian Science Monitor is not very friendly. This old-fashioned right-wing serious newspaper found the police who had confiscated their weapons and used their mouths to criticize the mutants and the Fantastic Four. While counting the losses suffered by ordinary people this time, taking photos of the flowers and plants burned by Johnny and the wreckage of the car that was destroyed by the fire borrowed by Eric, and then severely criticized Eric's resistance to law enforcement.

"Superhero or super criminal? The law is facing the ultimate challenge!" Eric read out this title gently and flicked the text with his finger, feeling very disdainful. Will the mutants abide by the law and government, and the government and the large consortium give up persecution? No, they are vampires who knock on bones and marrow. In order to obtain benefits from mutants, they will even escort their behavior through legislation. It is hard to say who is justice in this contradiction, only with different positions.

Evil laws are illegal. When the safety of mutants' lives is not guaranteed, observing the law becomes a joke. Laws are like shoes. If they are too tight to bear, do you have to cut your feet in half to adapt to it? Those who will do this may be fools, madmen, madmen with paranoids, but they cannot be normal people.

Ericsson threw the newspaper aside, and the following arguments were similar. He glanced a few times before skimming them all. Just as he was about to put the newspaper down and went out, the title of a newspaper's social edition newspaper caught his attention.

"Who Will Fight the Riots of Fire Demons: Mutants", author Christine Evocht, The New York Times.

It was the reporter who had an exclusive interview. Eric still remembers her appearance. The lady fulfilled her promise and reported the role of the mutants in the firefighting incident with a neutral attitude. She not only found the firefighters and onlookers involved in the firefighting, but also visited the people rescued by Eric from the rooftop rooftop, and excerpted their words and listed them one by one in the article.

"When I arrived at the fire site, the building was surrounded by flames and black smoke. I looked up from the ground and saw a row of people standing tall on the edge of the roof like helpless babies. At that time, I thought that unless a miracle happened, they would be dead. Unexpectedly, a miracle really happened."

A onlooker said this, and the picture next to him was Eric holding a black woman, pulling a child in his hand and falling from the sky.

"It was pretty good." Eric looked at his photo and continued to read.

"Sola, a resident who survived the crisis, accused the New York fire department of being slow to respond and failed to find the water source for firefighting. The fire department denied this statement. The department spokesman Michael Reed claimed that the disaster-stricken building violated the New York City fire prevention regulations and divided the space inside the building into a 'little pigeon cage' without applying for it, and was not equipped with a fire extinguisher and fire passage. Michael also pointed out that this illegal phenomenon does not exist in isolation. A considerable number of high-density residential buildings in the city have similar situations, which also means that the threat of the Fire Demon is only temporarily retreating, and its ghosts are still wandering over New York."

Below this paragraph, the editor uses small words to indicate the official data. According to FDNY's 60-sided fire threat algorithm, fires are more likely to occur in old, idle, or slums, and low-income people have higher living density, making the fire more harmful. According to incomplete statistics, an average of about 3,000 of the one million buildings in New York will have serious fires every year. They not only harm residents, but also pose a great threat to firefighters coming to put out the fire. Every year, heroic team members die in the line of duty, causing great pain and harm to their families.

"We are firefighters, but we also need help." said the black fire captain who had been in contact. "I have seen more than a dozen colleagues fall to the stairs in the fire and never get up again." Perhaps the tragic scene in my memory left him too deeply, and the black captain covered his eyes in pain.

"If I were asked to say something, I wouldn't care about the trouble caused by mutants fighting. They saved many lives, and life was priceless. If I had received their help at that time, my son wouldn't have been suffocated to death in the fire." The family of a late firefighter told reporters sadly that she was a gray-haired old woman in her sixties, holding her son's past appearance in her hand. His son died in a mission half a year ago, leaving behind a two-year-old daughter. When she mentioned the past, she couldn't help but shed tears.

"Well, we need each other. If most people think so, many tragedies will not happen and our world will be peaceful." Eric murmured, his eyes looking at the end of the article, where Christine's opinions were expressed.

"If they strip away their powerful abilities, most of these superheroes are only young people in their twenties and thirties, who are very energetic and brave. Is there a way to find ways to vent their energy, and to lead their abilities to the right path, and become part of the needs of society? Journalists are trying to find answers to the problem. In any case, freedom, property, security and resistance to oppression are inalienable rights. If we ignore this and impose our ideas on others, there will be no peace between ordinary people and extraordinary people. Journalist Christine Evocht reports to you."

Throwing the newspaper back on the table, Eric pondered for a while, then stood up, he had another date to go to the appointment, and the time was almost coming.

An hour later, he arrived at his destination by car.

"Look for your money, sir." It was rare that the taxi driver would not rob the passengers and honestly asked him for the change. Eric put the tip in his hand in advance, and the two of them handed over the money as soon as they shook hands.

This is a regional hospital, mainly providing medical treatment and research for patients with middle and late stage tumor diseases. Two iron-gray five-story buildings standing side by side, with heavy iron-gray five-story buildings standing side by side, and there are not many people entering and exiting the gate. Perhaps the architectural style of this hospital is too serious and scared away those who want to come here for treatment. Fortunately, it looks small in scale, but the equipment inside is quite good. Mariano's uncle serves as the vice president here. Through his help, Eric can get some convenience, and that is his main purpose of coming here.

Of course, don't misunderstand what disease he has. Mutants rarely get sick like ordinary people. Their troubles come more from the problem of their own ability control. Without Hank's treatment and the information obtained by Eric, Mariano's uncle was helpless with his nephew's symptoms. Now Mariano is finally about to recover, and his family is happy about it. So when he heard that Eric wanted to find a hospital to do something, Mariano took the initiative to confess his uncle, and the kind uncle was also happy to help him.

Having said hello in advance, Eric went straight to a radiology room after entering the door, where someone was waiting for him.

"The machine is ready and can be operated at any time. We have two hours to avoid disturbances." There was only a mustached man in the room wearing deep glasses and doctor's clothes, sorting out the information without raising his head. When he looked up with a smile, his whole person's appearance changed, and a woman with blue skin appeared in front of Eric.

"Who will do it?" Eric asked.

The woman blinked her yellow eyes charmingly.

"You are so versatile." Eric praised with a smile.

"Then, let's complete the most important thing first." Eric took off his clothes and lay naked under a machine in the center of the room. The machine would conduct the most detailed examination of his body. He wanted to see what had changed in his body, how far the silver metal particles and his body were combined, if you could see it.
Chapter completed!