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"Hello Eric."

Miss Emma Frost greeted Eric in a low mood. She thought that James was teaching her alone today, but she didn't expect that Eric was here.

Howlett Manor on Long Island has a maple forest with an elegant environment. This season is when the maple leaves are falling red. Emma is wearing an off-white sportswear. She has a beautiful figure, especially her waist-to-hip ratio is amazing.

Eric was very happy. Emma and he had gotten to know each other again. He was a little eager to have a mutant partner of a similar age join in. He was no longer the only one who was taught a lesson by his father.

"Today is mainly about meditation and breathing exercises. I think Emma will accept it faster from this step on, and Eric is not very good at this part."

James sat cross-legged on the floor, explained, and guided the breathing method and rhythm. Emma was not used to this strange way of breathing and the exertion of the abdominal diaphragm.

But as she continued to try and persevere, her brain began to feel a little chaotic, as if she was sleepy and wanted to fall asleep.

Gradually, James began to let them visualize and stare at a simple geometric shape in their minds, and then close their eyes and try to retain this image in their minds, through this method to cultivate inner vision.

He released his mental thoughts and formed a slight pressure field, making it easier for them to calm down.

Emma gradually deepened her consciousness into it, and she didn't know how long it took.

Slowly, a complex white line composition appeared in her consciousness, becoming clearer and brighter, and gradually opened up, revealing a bright diamond-shaped isolated polygonal structure.

This picture is not as fuzzy and lacking in details as people imagine the scene in their minds, but it is really before their eyes. Emma tries to let her spiritual power touch this diamond polygon, which seems to be like substance. .

Wow.

The crisp sound of glass shattering rang in her ears. She vaguely heard James calling Eric's name before she lost consciousness and fell into a slumber.

Emma moved her eyes slowly, her long eyelashes trembling. She was lying on the sofa in the manor hall. The figure in front of her was James, who was reading a thick book with a leather cover.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

After James finished speaking, he closed the book, moved his eyes away, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Emma hurriedly pushed herself up and sat up, the thin cashmere blanket covering her body sliding down.

She blushed again. It was really rude to sleep on the sofa in someone else's living room like this.

"It's okay. No one will be walking around in the living room. It's deserted here most of the time. I don't think it's appropriate for you to rest in an unfamiliar bedroom."

Emma nodded, and she suddenly remembered what power she seemed to have triggered before she lost consciousness.

"Eric, he——"

"Eric is fine. He is in the same situation as you, but he needs to sleep more. It only took about a quarter of an hour before you passed out, and it didn't take long."

Emma was relieved and said hesitantly.

"I saw a bright diamond in my mind, and when I tried to touch it with my consciousness, something seemed to be broken."

James nodded lightly. His awareness felt a relatively strong spiritual explosion at that time, radiating from Emma as the center. It naturally had no impact on him, but Eric, who was not far away, seemed to have been hit. Remember the sap and passed out.

"Static meditation should stimulate your abilities the most, but this means you have to be more careful. Later, I will teach you to practice more dynamic exercises and fighting skills to slow down the stimulation of the brain."

Emma nodded silently, she seemed to have thought of something, and said a little eagerly.

"Then the diamond in my mind is the source of my power? It is deep in my soul and in my spiritual consciousness."

"No, no, no." James shook his head, smiled, picked up the hot drink on the table and handed it to Emma.

"Our power comes from genetic mutation. You have already taken biology courses. It is inseparable from every cell in the body. It does not rely on mental and soul power."

He looked at Emma, ​​who was sipping hot cocoa, and tried to explain as simply and clearly as possible.

"But the power of the mind is not purely caused by brain cells. It is very mysterious and complex. It is precisely because of its uniqueness that you have such a mass of consciousness products embodied in your mind. What you have to do is to slowly understand it. Be careful to recognize it rather than rush to define it.”

There were footsteps on the stairs and the sound of Eric yawning. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and said apologetically.

"I'm sorry, Frost, I overslept. Let's go practice."

James raised his eyebrows, looked at Emma who looked guilty, and joked: "It seems I'm going to check to see if this kid still remembers me as 'dad'."

Soviet Union, Sverdlovsk.

"We have a large number of German prisoners of war for you to experiment on. Comrade Stalin's request for you is to come up with successful examples and effective operation methods that can be copied as soon as possible. Mr. Xiao, I hope your efficiency can be improved."

Sebastian Shaw, wearing a typical Soviet fur coat and a high-top felt hat, was inspecting his experimental materials in this concentration camp where defeated German prisoners of war were temporarily placed.

He was used to the loud voices of the Soviets, and even in the often windy and snowy weather here, he had to rely on shouting to hear each other's voices clearly.

"Don't worry, Comrade Brezhnev, I already have a very skilled manufacturing process. Let's try it out with these prisoners of war. If we are lucky, we will encounter some individuals with severe mutation reactions. The stimulating serum effect provided by this sample it's the best."

Xiao gained a foothold here, and he increasingly realized that the war years were his best opportunity for development.

At the beginning of the Cold War between the United States and the Soviet Union, large-scale thermal weapons conflicts no longer become the mainstream, but the confrontation in the shadows and the appearance of extraordinary combat power will bring him a broader stage.

"But Comrade Brezhnev, are you sure you don't want to adopt my 'ice pick' technique? The soldiers created in this way are fearless of death, fear, and -"

"Brainless, Mr. Xiao, those are brainless deformed monsters. You can rest assured that there are the strongest-willed warriors here. The so-called near-death experiments will not scare them away. They are made of steel!"

Xiao thought for a moment and then suggested: "Then it's best to have some young 'volunteers'. Teenagers have the best mutation effect, and they are easier to cultivate."

Major General Brezhnev laughed loudly, patted Xiao on the shoulder and stared wide-eyed.

"A warrior forged from steel, regardless of age."