Chapter 12: Is this the Power of Love?

Hank swallowed nervously, looking at the scene before him, feeling somewhat dazed.

Although he had some understanding of Jean’s abilities and had even conducted some research on her mutant genes, he had never directly witnessed Jean using her powers to disintegrate matter into microscopic particles and make them vanish into thin air.

And this was just a glass cup filled with water.

If it were a person… Hank’s gaze slightly contracted, and he didn’t dare to imagine further.

Although Professor X was also somewhat shocked, when it came to understanding Jean’s abilities, besides Yu Feng, the Transmigrator, no one knew better than him in the entire mutant academy.

Although the scene just now was somewhat unbelievable and prompted various associations, Professor X managed to keep a calm expression.

His main focus was on observing Jean’s facial expressions and sensing her psychological fluctuations while using her abilities, to see if it was the dark persona disguising itself.

However, throughout the process, Jean’s inner emotions showed no abnormal fluctuations.

“Could it be… that Jean can truly control her powers completely?” Professor X pondered with some surprise.

In fact, he knew that the limit of Jean’s abilities wasn’t just disintegrating matter into microscopic particles.

To determine whether it was the dark persona pretending or if Jean had genuinely gained complete control over her powers, all he needed to do was let Jean continue releasing her powers.

However, he didn’t dare to let Jean continue releasing her powers.

If her powers went out of control and caused the entire academy to explode, it would be disastrous.

After all, this place was located deep within the base and housed many delicate instruments that could easily be affected by massive power fluctuations and explode.

And if an explosion occurred, the students in the entire academy would be in grave danger.

He couldn’t take that risk.

Seeing herself decompose and make a glass of water disappear, Jean seemed to have realized something.
Her cheeks couldn’t help but blush slightly.
In fact, she noticed that she seemed to have gained complete control over her abilities, thanks to Yu.

Without Yu, she probably wouldn’t have been aware of her transformation yet and wouldn’t have dared to fully utilize her powers.

It was Yu who gave her the courage.

“Hmm?”

Professor X had been “monitoring” Jean’s psychological changes throughout the process.

He even checked Jean’s memories to see if there were any recent unusual changes.

As a result, he discovered that there was a figure of a black-haired Asian boy named “Yu” filling Jean’s mind.

This scene made his expression turn somewhat peculiar.

“Yu?” Professor X remembered.
“He seems to be the abandoned child that Hank and I brought back from outside some days ago.
Judging from Jean’s shy appearance, has she developed feelings for this Yu? And it seems that her ability to control herself is also related to this Yu… Could this be the power of love?”

No wonder Professor X had many thoughts.

Since Yu appeared, Jean had been hanging out with him all the time, looking like a pair of young lovers.

Moreover, it was because of Yu that Jean overcame her fear of her powers and took the first step in genuinely trying to control her abilities.

Before, under the guidance of her psyche, Jean did try to control her powers, but they were only small attempts.
She always had fear and caution in her heart and couldn’t truly let go.

But when she was with that little boy named “Yu,” it was as if a blooming red rose had opened up in Jean’s heart.

Ahem…

Thinking of this, Professor X couldn’t help but cough and couldn’t resist the impulse to use the Cerebro to see what his old lover, Moira, was doing at the moment.
For a moment, his face turned red.

“Uh… Professor, are you thinking about Moira and wanting to peek at her using the Cerebro?” Jean blinked her eyes and looked at Professor X, suddenly saying, “If you want to see Moira, why not just go and see her directly? Why use the Cerebro to peek?”

“Uh uh uh, Jean, what nonsense are you talking about?” Professor X’s face turned even redder.
He quickly covered Jean’s little mouth and momentarily forgot to shield her from mental sensing.
He appeared quite embarrassed.

He looked at Hank beside him.

Hank had a confused expression.
Upon hearing the name “Moira” and the term “Cerebro,” how could he not know what Professor X was thinking just now? But he cleverly pretended to be clueless, scratched his head, and said to Professor X, “Charles, I didn’t hear anything.”

This statement made Professor X even more embarrassed.
He looked at Hank silently, intending to say something.

But at that moment, there were a series of knocks on the door.

“Hmm?”

Professor X looked puzzled towards the door.

Hank had a strange expression.
According to his settings, there should be reminders whenever someone entered the base.
How could someone have already arrived at the door without any notification?

He looked at Professor X.

He saw Professor X shaking his head, indicating that he couldn’t sense who was at the door through telepathy.

At such a close distance, Professor X could naturally sense the people around him without the need for the Cerebro.
However, the fact that the professor claimed he couldn’t sense the other person at all made Hank vigilant.

He walked slowly towards the door, his gaze becoming sharp, and his skin faintly showing a tendency to turn blue.

Jean also felt some confusion as she sensed the door.
But when she realized that she couldn’t sense anything at all, a figure popped up in her mind.

Could it be…

Whoosh~

Hank opened the closed semi-automatic sensor door.

And at this moment, his entire body was covered in prominent blue fur, and as the door opened completely, a hint of ferocity appeared on his face.

However, this ferocious expression quickly froze.

Because in front of him stood a young Asian boy with black hair.

The little boy blinked his eyes and looked at Hank, whose half of his body had transformed into a blue beast-like appearance.
He couldn’t help but say, “Professor Hank, what are you doing? Is today Halloween?”