CH 11

Indeed, using the speed of light ability for learning is extremely mentally exhausting.

After just a short while, Yu Feng went from being mentally alert to feeling slightly tired.

He also sensed that using the speed of light for full 360-degree movement consumed more physical energy than linear movement.

The linear speed of light movement hardly requires any physical energy.

But once he made a turn or engaged in slight deviation movement or partial speed of light vibration, it significantly drained his physical stamina.

Given that Yu Feng is only seven or eight years old, he is unable to sustain long periods of speed of light movement.

“It seems that I still need more practice. At the very least, I should train my physical stamina,” Yu Feng thought to himself.

Moreover, he had a clear feeling that he had only tapped into a small portion of his speed-of-light ability.

To improve it further, he would need continuous training.

Thinking this way, Yu Feng took out several thick books and prepared to read them all.

Reading books was to train his speed-of-light learning ability.

Although it would consume a great deal of mental energy, continuous and extensive consumption was necessary for mental growth and breaking limits.

Apart from that, Yu Feng had already planned to strengthen his physical fitness and devise a training program for his speed-of-light ability.

For example, using his speed of light ability to run for an hour every day.

Or using his speed of light ability to continuously run back and forth within a specific 100-meter distance range to train his ability to make instantaneous turns at 180 degrees under the speed of light movement.

Yu Feng even thought about creating a plan for the speed of light movement in water.

In this way, he formulated his training plans for the days to come while reading books.

He was completely immersed in his own world, oblivious to the stunned Alex and other top students in the library.

“This… this Yu must have the mutant ability of rapid movement and memory. So freakish…” As the stack of books beside Yu Feng grew thicker and his reading speed became too fast to follow, Alex could guess his abilities even if he were dumb.

At this moment, Alex swallowed his saliva and forced a smile.

In front of Yu, who was a fast-reading and freakish little academic prodigy, how could he focus on reading books?

It was pure torture.

After reading about ten thick books, Yu Feng felt mentally fatigued, so he left the library.

This relieved Alex and the other top students.

Despite feeling tired, Yu Feng didn’t immediately return to his dormitory.

Instead, he went to the school playground and started running at the speed of light.

After running thousands of laps, Yu Feng was exhausted, drenched in sweat.

However, he didn’t go back to his dormitory.

Instead, he started training by repeatedly moving back and forth within a 100-meter short distance until he was so exhausted that he could barely stand, and then he took a shower and went to sleep.

By this time, the sky was already showing a hint of light.

Originally, Yu Feng had prepared himself to sleep like a log and be scolded by his teachers, but he didn’t expect that after only two or three hours of rest, he would feel completely refreshed and full of energy.

This delighted Yu Feng.

“It seems that my recovery speed has greatly improved. This means I’ll have more time for training in the future. But attending classes during the day is troublesome. The curriculum for a seven or eight-year-old child is simply boring to the core.”

After enduring another day of boring classes, Yu Feng began to frown.

Although he had Jean as company, making the classes less dull, Yu Feng saw it as a waste of time.

“No, I need to come up with a legitimate way to skip classes,” Yu Feng mused, propping his chin up.

…

Soon, a week passed.

On this day, under Hank’s guidance, Jean arrived at a special room deep within Professor X’s base in the school.

The surroundings were illuminated by clean white lights, giving the entire room a futuristic and special ambiance.

“Jean, please have a seat.”

Professor X, who now appeared to be in his thirties, had a slightly sophisticated and handsome hairstyle.

When he saw Jean coming in, he put down the book in his hand and showed a gentle smile.

“Hmm.”

Jean nodded and sat on a special reclining mechanical chair.

Her movements were skilled, indicating that it wasn’t her first time here.

“Jean, just like before, I will perform a psychic baptism on you. You don’t have to fear your powers; you need to learn to control them, understood?” Professor X said.

“Yes, thank you, Professor.” Jean obediently nodded.

For Professor X, Jean only felt profound respect and gratitude. In the past, because of her powers, even her own parents saw her as a freak. Only the professor treated her not as a monster but as a person, guiding her attentively. It allowed her to experience that familial warmth again after a long absence.

Initially, all she needed to do was relax, listen attentively to the professor’s guidance, and try to control her powers.

However, as Jean nodded this time, she suddenly paused and hesitantly looked at Professor X.

Professor X quickly noticed Jean’s hesitation and asked, “Jean, what’s wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?”

“N-No, Professor, it’s just… I don’t know why, but it seems like I can effortlessly control my powers now,” Jean finally said.

“Oh?” Professor X was surprised and looked at Hank beside him.

Hank, wearing a perplexed expression, scratched his head, indicating that he knew nothing.

“I see…” Professor X paused.

Since Jean’s powers went out of control last time, he had been contemplating how to guide her in controlling her own powers. After creating a psychic shield for Jean, he even considered setting up a “psychic prison” to lock away the dark persona that controlled her destructive powers.

However, using a psychic prison would only be treating the symptoms without addressing the root cause.

Once that dark persona erupted, it could become even more terrifying. That’s why Professor X hesitated.

But he never expected Jean to suddenly tell him that she could control that power. This surprised him and made him feel somewhat skeptical.

For a moment, he thought that Jean might already be under the control of the dark persona.

However, seeing Jean’s appearance, there was nothing unusual. Perhaps she had truly had a sudden realization and gained control over her own powers?

With this thought in mind, Professor X picked up a glass of water and said, “Jean, since you say you can control your powers, then… try controlling this glass of water on a microscopic level.”

“Yes, okay!” Jean forcefully nodded, took a deep breath, and then focused her thoughts on the glass of water.

Crack!

Crackle!!

The water glass suddenly flew up and rapidly shattered, causing the water inside to disperse. However, instead of flowing down, the water and the shattered glass remained suspended in mid-air.

Professor X and Hank silently watched the scene before them.

Suddenly!

Whoosh!!!

The suspended water and shattered glass burst apart, decomposing into infinitely small particles at a visibly rapid speed. Eventually, they disappeared before their eyes, completely annihilated, leaving no trace behind!

Silence!

At that moment, the entire room fell into complete silence!