The Wizard of the World

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, especially Ruiwen who looked very curious, Hank couldn't help but want to show off.

He looked around and finally focused on the model of the supersonic aircraft.

"Please give way and I will show you again." Hank pushed Charles away and walked straight towards the airplane model.

After he stood firm, he suddenly did a 180-degree backflip. His two feet, which were as long as the palms of his hands, immediately grabbed the body of the model aircraft forcefully and hung in the air like an ape.

"Whoa whoa!"

"Great!"

"Cool!"

This move indeed aroused everyone's excitement. Everyone applauded Hank and clapped their hands very loudly.

Raven walked up to Hank cordially and kept praising him as if she had discovered a new toy: "You are so awesome."

"really?"

"of course."

……

after one day.

"There are too many mutants on Xiao's side, and some of them have powers beyond ordinary mutants. We must find new companions to defeat him." Sitting in Aoife's office, Charles said seriously .

"Don't worry, I have asked Hank to transform the outdoor radar into a signal transmitter, which can amplify your brain waves and enhance your perception. This device is enough to help us find mutants hidden in various states in the United States. ." Aoife pointed out the window at the house on the grass that looked somewhat like a golf ball.

"It would be very convenient if this could really happen. You must know that mutants also have strengths and weaknesses. We must find mutants with strong power to fight Sebastian Xiao and the others, especially the guy that night." Charles laughed.

"What are the strengths and weaknesses? Wait, what is your basis for testing the strength of mutants?" Ao Fei asked curiously after hearing this.

"It's very simple. I personally divide mutants into seven levels. The weakest is level 1, which refers to mutants who contain the X gene in their bodies but have not developed their personal abilities."

"Level 2 refers to those mutants who have inhuman genetic changes in appearance, who do not look like normal people, and who also have very weak abilities."

"Level 3 refers to mutants who already have abilities but cannot control them."

"Level 4 refers to mutants whose physical fitness exceeds that of ordinary humans, who have experienced alienation in some areas of their bodies, and who have initially been able to control their own abilities. Hank, for example, belongs to this level."

"Level 5 refers to mutants who can use their own abilities proficiently at will, and the power of their abilities is also very powerful. The man that night could be classified into this level, and maybe even stronger enough to be rated as level 6."

"Level 6 refers to mutants who have extremely destructive capabilities or extremely high resistance to damage. Mutants belonging to this level are an army alone. Unless there is a war, no one can catch them. "

"I also call Level 7 Omega. The mutants who can be classified into this level can no longer be described in words. Needless to say, their abilities are definitely the most powerful. If they want, they can easily Destroy a country or even

A continent, the world will come to an end because of them. "

As Charles spoke, Aoife's face started to shed cold sweat unconsciously. This was really science fiction. If he hadn't witnessed the power of mutants with his own eyes that night, I'm afraid he wouldn't have believed Charles' words today.

"Then are there really Omega-level mutants on earth now?"

"Haha, I haven't seen anyone who knows. These seven levels are just my speculations and can only be used as a reference." Charles waved his hand to signal Aoife not to take it too seriously.

Under the leadership of Aoife, Charles and Raven walked into the 'golf ball'. Even though it looked so weird from the outside, it actually had a unique flavor inside.

In the middle of the empty circular platform is a high platform for people to stand, and on the edge of the platform are several large machines of adult height. Hank is currently busy beside the machines.

"Is this a signal transmitter? Why do I feel it looks so strange?" Charles said with a strange smile.

"Because it's the first generation version, I didn't do much beautification of the appearance. Maybe I can give you a different appearance if I continue to improve it in the future." Hank turned around and said, "I built the transmitter on the roof. Once When you stand on this high platform, I will start all the machines. The electrodes will connect you to the transmitter. If you find a mutant within your range of perception, your brain will emit different signals. Thus, their azimuth coordinates can be typed out from here.”

There is a device that looks like a helmet above the high platform. The surface of the helmet is covered with complicated wires, and the other end of the wire is connected to the transmitter on the roof.

As Charles put the helmet on his head, Hank immediately came over and adjusted it, "The fit is pretty good, but these hairs are a little in the way. Can I shave your hair?"

"Don't even think about it. What I am most satisfied with is my hair. I want to be with them forever." Charles immediately refused.

"Okay, okay, actually, I really want to see what you look like with a bald head." Hank shook his head regretfully, strode to the machine and started all the equipment.

Energy lights of various colors kept lighting up. Under everyone's gaze, the helmet worn by Charles suddenly erupted into a dazzling white light.

"Ah! Uh!" As Charles exclaimed, everyone couldn't help but feel their hearts twitching.

"What's wrong, Charles? How do you feel?" Raven, who grew up with Charles, was the first to ask with concern.

"Excellent! My senses have never been so good! I can see everyone, everyone around here! I know everything they are doing and saying! Ugh! This feels so good! "

When everyone heard this, they all felt relieved.

As Charles's brain was connected to the transmitter for a longer period of time, the machine's operating frequency became faster and faster. The azimuth coordinates were printed out by the machine on the white paper one after another, showing that these were the mutants Charles was looking for.

"Successful." Hank shouted when he saw this scene.

"Hahahaha! I'm already falling in love with this feeling!"

"Huh?" When Hank saw the first location coordinate recorded on the white paper, he couldn't help but have a hesitant expression on his face.

"This place seems to be...the office building of our branch,"