Marvel: Randomly load a protagonist template

Chapter 39 Combat Power Surges

Three years later, in the same combat simulation room.

"Afterimage Fist!"

Hawking dodged the projectile aimed at him, leaving a blur in his wake, and then quickly circled behind a giant robot.

"Air Blast Combo!"

A barrage of energy projectiles shot out from his hand, heading straight for the back of the giant robot's head and blowing it off.

Just then, another giant robot raised its millstone-sized fist and slammed it down on Hawking.

However, Hawking did not dodge when he saw this. He blocked the punch with both hands, then grabbed the big fist and used his waist to perform a standard over-the-shoulder throw, which sent the giant robot flying.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The last giant robot detached its right hand, and four tracking missiles burst out.

"Qi Yuan Slash!"

Gather energy with one hand to form a high-speed rotating disc, then forcefully fling it out.

"boom!"

The Qi Yuan Slash directly dismembered the four tracking bullets and then cleaved the giant robot's body in two.

"Simulation ended."

With the three giant robots killed, the entire battle simulation came to an end.

Looking at the training room, now restored to its original state, Hawking said regretfully:

"It seems that the strength of the enemies simulated in this combat simulation room is no longer sufficient to meet my training requirements."

He is fifteen years old now. Because he eats until he is stuffed every day, fully replenishing all the nutrients his body needs, he has also grown rapidly and has grown to 1.8 meters tall.

At this moment, he was shirtless, revealing muscles as strong as steel.

For the past three years, he has spent almost every morning in high-intensity, negative-weight Turtle School training, and in the afternoon he has come to the simulation room to fight against various enemies in order to develop his potential. In the evening he has practiced and studied the various magics in Harry's memory.

Even without loading the Goku template, his original combat power has already reached approximately 140.

If the Wukong template is loaded, the combat power can instantly soar to 280 points.

If he were to transform again on a full moon, that would be 2,800 points. He was confident he could defeat even Captain Marvel, instead of barely holding her off like before.

Similarly, over the course of three years, he absorbed all the magic from Harry Potter's memories, and even without loading the Harry template, he could freely use various spells.

If the Harry template is loaded, the power of the magic will be greatly enhanced due to the bloodline bonus.

However, nowadays, ordinary training is hardly effective. Even when the combat simulation room is set to its maximum difficulty, it poses virtually no threat to him, let alone brings out his potential like it did at the beginning.

"Hopefully Professor Hank can develop a gravity training chamber soon."

The gravity training room is definitely a shortcut for him to improve his strength in the next stage, but unfortunately, Beast is usually busy with the mutant agency and doesn't have much time to do research.

In addition, the gravity training room is a large piece of equipment that other mutant students besides him don't need at all.

"Maybe I should consider earning justice points and making some money."

Reaching for his coat, which lay beside him, Hawking began to ponder his next move.

In the past three years, apart from taking Wanda and Pietro home during holidays, he has not gone to New York City to fight criminals and earn justice points to unlock new protagonist templates.

One reason is that his own strength is too weak, so he needs to focus on improving his strength first to ensure his safety.

On the other hand, the justice points required to unlock new protagonist templates are not a small amount. It took saving the lives of all mutants on Earth to accumulate enough justice points once. If it were just fighting criminals in normal times, it would probably take a long time.

From a cost-effectiveness perspective, it's better to spend more time on the Saiyan bloodline, which is currently in a period of rapid improvement. Moreover, the stronger you are, the more efficient you will be at earning Justice Points later on.

Now that my strength has begun to plateau, I can naturally consider going out to earn justice points to unlock new bloodlines and find ways to make some money.

Money is important everywhere.

He has plenty of food and clothing at the mutant school, but money still plays a very important role for him.

The most obvious thing is that he now wants to use the gravity chamber to further improve his strength, but the beast doesn't have much time to help, and he can't force him.

If he had enough money, he could find other scientists to help him build a gravity chamber to further improve his abilities.

"Hawking, are you done with your training?"

Just as Hawking was pondering, the door to the combat simulation training room suddenly opened, and a familiar voice entered his ears.

Turning my head, I saw it was Storm, with her hot body.

Behind him are Death Woman, Colossus, Iceman, Phantom Cat, and Little Rascal.

"Just finished, what's going on here?"

When Hawking saw the group of people who had suddenly appeared, a look of confusion appeared in his eyes. It seemed that it was still class time.

Storm explained with a laugh:

"I'm taking Iceman, Phantom Cat, and Little Rascal for some initial combat training."

"Graduation is just around the corner."

Hawking immediately understood.

Students at the mutant school can choose to graduate and leave the school or stay and join the X-Men once they reach a certain age.

Iceman, Fireman, Phantom Cat, and Little Rascal are all seventeen years old now, and they are almost at the age of graduation. Obviously, they have all chosen the latter.

When he first met Phantom Cat, he thought the other was about the same age as him, also twelve years old. In reality, the other was just growing slowly and was already fifteen years old at that time.

"Then you guys can use it. I probably won't be coming to train anytime soon anyway."

"That's quite rare, isn't it?"

Storm's face showed a hint of surprise.

She knew that Hawking had spent most of his time in the combat simulation training room for the past three years.

"Because the highest difficulty level no longer has any training effect on me."

Hawking put on his shirt, turned around, and left the training room.

"You have a great figure!"

Looking at Hawking's perfect physique, which was hidden by his shirt, Death Woman, Storm Woman, Shadowcat, and Little Rascal all secretly sighed in admiration.

It's not just men who like to look at a body shape; women do too, especially Western women, who often prefer a strong, masculine physique.

Stephen Hawking's well-built physique perfectly matches the aesthetic standards of women here.

Of course, besides admiring his figure, Phantom Cat and Little Rascal are also very curious about Stephen Hawking.

To them, Hawking was a legendary figure at the school. Although he was only fifteen years old, his deeds have been passed down among the students ever since.

Three years ago, when he had just enrolled, he saved the school by repelling invading soldiers and rescuing many students.

Later, he went on missions with the professors, but he didn't have to attend classes like them. Every day, he could be seen undergoing all sorts of terrifying physical training throughout the school.

For example, doing frog jumps around the school while holding a barbell weighing over a thousand pounds, or swimming in the school lake with large stones hanging from their bodies—these are all terrifying acts.

And then there's his incredible appetite.

If every mutant student would be an anomaly in a regular school, then Stephen Hawking would be an anomaly even among mutants.

But you know what, more than half of the students at the school admire Hawking to some extent.

Boys admired Hawking's immense strength, while girls were captivated by his perfectly sculpted, marble-like muscles under the sunlight. Of course, it wasn't just girls who were sometimes captivated by his muscles.

Another group simply expressed gratitude that Hawking had saved them from those soldiers three years ago.

"Professor, is the highest difficulty level very hard?"

After Hawking left, Iceman asked Storm a question.

Storm shrugged:

"It's not too difficult. With Professor Scott, Professor Logan, Professor Jean, and Piotr around, maybe we have a chance!"

(End of this chapter)