Sayonara Ryuusei Konnichiwa Jinsei (WN)

Reading is an endless spiritual training.

Yu Feng was starting to understand the profound philosophical principles in reading. At the moment, he took out a thick philosophy book from the bookshelf. He had read this book three days ago, but now he had forgotten about three-quarters of it. It was the perfect time to retrain his mental power.

However, just then, a delicate figure suddenly darted out from beside the bookshelf.

"Demacia!"

Jean struck an exaggerated pose, as if Garen using his ultimate ability, flashing out from the bushes, and pounced on Yu Feng with teeth and claws. This scene made Yu Feng\'s mouth twitch involuntarily.

Uh… What the heck?!

"Hahaha!"

Seeing Yu Feng\'s dumbfounded expression, Jean couldn\'t help but cover her mouth and laugh. "Yu, don\'t I look like Garen, the tank-type mutant who often appears in the Summoner\'s Rift? Did I scare you?"

"Oh, uh, yeah, I was scared…"

Yu Feng couldn\'t help but twitch his mouth, awkwardly smiling a couple of times, feeling like his soul had escaped.

He was indeed scared.

Not because of the "Demacia" just now, but because Jean actually imitated Garen. It seemed that the influence of the League of Legends was deep. If Jean were to go to that Earth with the League of Legends, she would definitely be a hardcore gaming girl…

But even so, seeing Jean\'s cheerful appearance now made Yu Feng happy.

"Oh, by the way, Jean, why did you come to the library so early today?"

Yu Feng looked at Jean and asked.

After all, Jean wasn\'t him.

He only needed two to three hours of sleep to feel energized, while Jean, even as a top student, still needed the normal seven to eight hours of sleep that a child required.

Generally, Jean would come to the library one hour later than him.

Today, she came one hour early, so there must be something going on.

"I came to deliver a message for Professor Charles," Jean said. "Your ability to shield from telepathic detection is too strong, and the professor couldn\'t locate you, so he couldn\'t deliver the message to you. That\'s why he sent me to find you."

"Oh? Is that so? What does the professor want to tell me?" Yu Feng asked.

"The professor said for both of us to go to the base and find Hank. Hank has prepared a research assignment for us," Jean said.

"I see…"

Yu Feng thought that Hank would give them the research assignment later, but he didn\'t expect it to start today after introducing it to him and Jean just yesterday.

What kind of assignment would it be?

Yu Feng was curious.

Hank was almost an expert in various scientific fields—engineering, biological genetics, astronomy, geology, computer communications, and so on. Of course, his specialties were weapon engineering and genetic research.

The so-called "research assignment" was mentioned by Hank yesterday when he spoke to Yu Feng and Jean. It was a learning and practical task as research assistants. They were supposed to learn the necessary knowledge and assist Hank in completing scientific research or manufacturing project.

Simply put, it involved assisting and handling tools.

Hank would briefly explain the principles and guide them.

The rest would depend on their meticulous observation and self-study through practice.

The majority of it was about "self-study"!

Thus, becoming Hank\'s research assistant was liberating but also challenging because the "research assignments" given by Hank were truly advanced technology, not easily understood.

Yu Feng and Jean quickly arrived at the base.

With the special identity given by Hank, they encountered no obstacles along the way and soon reached their destination.

It was an extremely spacious room, about the size of a basketball court. Yu Feng had been here yesterday, and at that time, it was empty except for the large space.

However, at this moment, there was an enormous object added to the room.

At first glance, it was a fighter jet, exuding a peculiar metallic black color, exuding a powerful and handsome aura.

Seeing this, Yu Feng\'s eyes lit up.

"Blackbird fighter jet?!"

Correct.

This was indeed the Blackbird fighter jet!

Just like the Quinjet for S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers, the Blackbird fighter jet was the symbol of the X-Men!

However, Yu Feng quickly realized that there was a problem. The Blackbird fighter jet looked cool, but at the moment… it seemed to be an empty shell? It was just a large model for display?

"Perhaps Hank hasn\'t had time to finish building this Blackbird fighter jet yet," Yu Feng thought to himself.

After all, it had only been two years since the establishment of the Xavier\'s School for Gifted Youngsters. It was normal for Hank to not have finished building the Blackbird fighter jet.

Just as he was thinking about it, the surrounding lights suddenly dimmed, and at the same time, several spotlights converged on Yu Feng and Jean.

Yu Feng\'s gaze flickered slightly at the sight.

Jean, on the other hand, showed a look of surprise and involuntarily grabbed Yu\'s arm.

A figure gradually elongated and walked in front of them—it was Hank. Hank was still the same, but unlike before, he had a rare look of mystery on his face.

He smiled faintly and said, "Good, Jean, Yu, I\'m glad you both came here so early. I suppose you must be curious about the first research assignment I\'m about to assign. I…"

"Hank, are you planning to let us choose our own research field for the first assignment?" Jean interrupted Hank suddenly.

"Uh…"

Hank was taken aback.

Then he suddenly realized, touched his head, looked at Jean, touched his head again, and immediately became embarrassed.

"Well, Jean, you\'ve defeated me. I had prepared a simple electromagnetic pulse helmet to temporarily shield your telepathic abilities, but I forgot to wear it. Now all the mysteriousness I had built up just vanished…"

Hank sighed helplessly.

"…"

Yu Feng stood beside them speechless.

Knowing that Jean was present, he still tried to be mysterious, and the most crucial thing was that he forgot to wear the helmet that shields telepathic abilities. Yu Feng couldn\'t help but admire Hank.