The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 273 School District Room

With its sturdy trunk and lush crown, no one would have thought that about five minutes ago, this big tree was just a seed.

"Is this... a tree house?" Li Qianhuan guessed.

"Yes, this is the tree house." Yang Le nodded. "I used my ability to grow this. I used to live in this house, but I looked a bit strange, so no one was willing to rent a house to me."

Magneto patted Yang Le's shoulder encouragingly, telling him not to dwell on the past, and then said, "Shall we introduce the Harpy?"

"Oh, of course." Yang Le walked to the tree hole. The tree hole was not directly open. A wooden door was embedded on it. There was also an integrated handle on the wooden door, and there was even a keyhole next to the handle.

"This is the main door to the tree house. You need a key to enter. Don't underestimate this wooden door. Even a small-caliber firearm won't leave a mark on it."

Yang Le spread out his right hand, and a strangely shaped wooden stick, about the length of a finger, emerged from his palm. At the end of the stick was a small wooden ball the size of a fingernail.

"This is the key. I'm not exaggerating. No one in the world can forge this kind of thing. The most important thing to open this door is the sphere at the end. This sphere is actually a fruit. Once it touches the keyhole, it will grow roots. Those roots are responsible for opening the door."

As Yang Le spoke, he inserted the key into the keyhole. In the keyhole where no one could see, the seed opened its outer coat, and the tiny rhizome drilled into the tiny keyhole. In the blink of an eye, the door opened with a click.

“The tree house isn’t very spacious, just one bedroom and one bathroom, but it’s fully furnished, all made of real solid wood.”

Yang Le said half-jokingly, he opened the door completely so that everyone could see what was inside.

Li Qianhuan peeked around. Because of her age and height, she naturally stood in the first row of the crowd and could easily see inside the tree house. Just as Yang Le said, the entire tree house could be seen at a glance.

"That thick tree root in the corner is the bed. That little protruding room is the bathroom. The thick tree stump-like thing inside is the toilet. Your excrement can become nutrients for this tree house. The two tree roots over here are the desk and chair..."

Yang Le was introducing the functions of the tree house one by one outside, and everyone's eyes lit up. This tree house is much better than those shabby wooden houses they live in now. There was no other way. The people here were originally just ordinary citizens. How many ordinary citizens can build houses now?

"This is really great!" Li Qianhuan took the initiative this time and was the first to praise. Qianhuan couldn't help but be secretly surprised because as soon as she finished speaking, other people followed suit with praise.

Faced with everyone's heartfelt praise, Yang Le couldn't help scratching his head. This time it was not to maintain his image, but Yang Le really felt embarrassed.

"I can make five more tree houses like this." Although he was overwhelmed with emotion after being praised, Yang Le suppressed the emotion. Even though Yang Le could provide tree houses for everyone in an instant, he still had to hide his incompetence.

"Everyone can decide who will move into the tree house first. The tree house below may have to wait until my strength recovers."

After saying this, Yang Le lowered his head, looking ashamed, as if blaming himself for not doing things perfectly.

"You've done a great job, brother." Pai Huang stepped out of the crowd and came to Yang Le to comfort him. "Everyone here is grateful to you. You've brought us food and shelter. Our lives have been completely transformed because of you. Honestly, I can't even imagine how we'd live without you."

Everyone immediately started shouting in agreement, which made Yang Le almost lose his temper. "Alright, alright, everyone!" Yang Le quickly stopped them, threatening to combust if they continued. "It's getting late, let's talk about the tree house allocation first."

Seeing this, everyone guessed that Yang Le was shy and laughed in good faith. It was indeed late now and it was time to get down to business.

"Give the tree house to the principal and teachers first!" Someone shouted, followed by a burst of echoes.

"Yes! The principal and teachers are working very hard!" "That's right! That's right!"

No one objected. Yang Le could tell that this was the true thought of each of them. Everyone looked up and made the proposal sincerely.

"Alright everyone," Magneto said, and the noisy voices immediately vanished. "I understand your feelings. The teachers are really working hard. It's okay to let them have a comfortable home first."

Scott and other teachers wanted to speak, but out of respect for Magneto they did not speak on their own. Instead, they prepared to wait until Magneto finished speaking before offering their opinions.

"As for me," Magneto chuckled. "I still have a lot of materials to sort through. Besides, only right here on the island can I stabilize the magnetic field, so I can't just move around. So, I'll just postpone it for now."

This sentence directly blocked the possibility of others persuading him, and everyone had no choice but to agree to let the respected principal live in the current shabby wooden house for the time being.

"Don't worry, everyone." Yang Le comforted everyone. "I will definitely build the most beautiful tree house for the principal."

With Yang Le's assurance, everyone ended the meeting with satisfaction. Seeing this, Yang Le went to plant trees on the side.

"Mr. Principal." Scott and other teachers came over. Magneto saw what they were thinking at a glance. They just wanted to give up the house.

"What's wrong, Scott?" Magneto smiled and looked like a kind middle-aged man. No one could tell that he was actually a mutant who could destroy the earth.

"We want to give the treehouse to other people," Scott said. "There are many people who need a comfortable living environment more than we do."

"Sure." Everyone was about to argue, but unexpectedly, Magneto agreed immediately. "Only if you can convince others to move in."

"This..." Scott was stunned. He had seen before that everyone's determination was obviously not something they could change.

"Go to bed early, Scott, and everyone else," Magneto chuckled. "Don't you have classes tomorrow? Don't wake up later than the others. If you're late, I'll dock your wages."

Everyone burst into laughter. In Eisenhart Academy for Gifted Youngsters, money was the most useless thing. It was not circulated on the island, and no one outside the island did business with them, so no one here took money seriously.

(End of this chapter)