"Looks like I overestimated myself."
That evening, Adam tossed aside a few books on spatial theory he had borrowed from the school library, muttering a self-deprecating remark.
He couldn't understand them, not at all.
The superficial knowledge he had gained during his university days in his previous life was simply insufficient to comprehend what the books were talking about.
"It's a pity that none of the current protagonist templates are highly intelligent."
He himself wasn't a highly intelligent genius in his previous life, and none of the protagonist templates he had loaded now possessed high intelligence either.
Goku, needless to say, was an absolute genius in combat, but when it came to academics, well, let's just say it was a different story; his son Gohan would be a better fit.
Harry Potter, while better than the academic slacker Ron, was still a long way from an academic ace like Hermione.
Uzumaki Naruto had incredibly strong willpower, but his academic ability in liberal arts was so poor that he turned in a blank paper during the Chunin Exams.
Finally, Kurosaki Ichigo actually had decent grades in school, ranking 18th out of 322 students in his grade. However, this level was merely good, not even close to being a genius.
"It seems I need to find a teacher to ask for guidance."
Picking up the books again, he then left the dormitory.
To ask about physics-related questions, it would naturally be best to go to Beast Hank, but unfortunately, Beast Hank was mostly not at school, but rather in Washington.
So, he could only ask Phoenix.
Professor Jean was also a Professor of physics; although not as good as Beast Hank, she was certainly more than capable of guiding him.
He wasn't really aiming to learn profound spatial theories; after all, the current technology on Earth couldn't even achieve spatial transfer.
He just needed to learn some basic theories, and then by analogy, see if he could gain some insights into the Apparition magic and the Flying Thunder God Technique Ninjutsu.
"Professor Jean doesn't have a class this afternoon, so she should be in the infirmary."
Besides teaching at school, Phoenix also served as the school's nurse, responsible for treating students if they experienced any physical problems due to their abilities.
So, if she didn't have classes, she usually conducted experiments in the infirmary.
That place also had some of the most advanced experimental equipment in the World.
It was currently past three in the afternoon, and students were still in class, which saved him some trouble.
Otherwise, if it were after class, he would inevitably be surrounded by students.
Ever since the Mutant students at the school could choose to join the League of Heroes after graduation, his secret as the company's chairman and the strongest Superhero naturally could no longer be kept.
Because the graduating seniors knew his identity, how could they keep it a secret after returning to school?
And he hadn't made any special efforts to keep it a secret.
Too many people knew his true identity: S.H.I.E.L.D., the government, the company's main management, and the shareholders of Doom Corporation, etc.
As long as his identity wasn't publicly revealed to the general public, it was fine; otherwise, future travel would be quite troublesome.
So, if before, only some girls at school coveted his physique and looks, now almost all the students in the entire school were his crazy fans.
If he ran into them, it would annoy him to death.
Fortunately, he had a good younger sister, Wanda, who diligently helped him avoid fans at school every day and diligently dealt with the endless love letters, allowing him to Training in peace without disturbance.
"Here we are."
With his speed, it only took a few seconds to get from his dorm to the infirmary door.
"Oh, it's locked."
Reaching out to push the door open, Adam found that it was locked from the inside.
This situation was rare, because as far as he knew, the infirmary was generally never locked, precisely to allow for timely treatment in case of emergencies.
The key was that it was also deadbolted from the inside.
Deadbolted meant there was someone inside, and Phoenix had locked the door from the inside.
"Could it be that she's doing an experiment and fears being disturbed?"
Adam wanted to use Alohomora to open the door, but after thinking about it, he felt it wasn't a good idea.
After all, she had already locked it from the inside; forcing it open, even if he were light-footed and wouldn't disturb her, would still give a very impolite impression.
The main reason was that the infirmary door had no doorbell, and the entire room was soundproofed with special technology, so even if he knocked or called out, the person inside wouldn't be able to hear him.
"I'll just go in with my soul and take a look."
After a moment's thought, he leaned against the wall and left his body in Death God Mode.
The Shinigami state was invisible to normal people and also possessed the ability to pass through walls.
He planned to go in and take a look; if she was truly conducting an experiment, he would come back later, but if there was nothing going on and she had just accidentally locked it, he would use telepathy to remind her to open the door.
With his Zanpakuto strapped to his back, he stepped directly through the infirmary door and appeared inside the infirmary.
"Ah, this. Is it that exciting?"
As soon as he entered the infirmary, he was stunned by two rather wild sounds, and then two familiar figures on the desk came into his sight.
Indeed, it was Phoenix and Cyclops.
"No wonder the door was locked in broad daylight. Phoenix, fine, but I didn't expect Cyclops to have such a hobby. He must be the outwardly reserved, inwardly passionate type."
They were all acquaintances, and one should not look at what is improper; standing there any longer was clearly inappropriate, so Adam, realizing this, immediately stepped back out.
The sounds and images immediately disappeared.
"Looks like I'll have to come back later."
His soul returned to his body, and Adam turned around, humming a tune, and slowly left the treatment room.
"Chrysanthemums withered, wounds all over the ground, your smile has turned yellow."
Despite his best efforts to clear his mind, the images from moments ago still lingered, making him feel uncomfortable.
It wasn't that he had any impure thoughts about Phoenix; it was simply that at sixteen years old, his body was in the prime of youth with surging hormones, making it somewhat difficult to control.
To be honest, it was harder to control than ki, Chakra, or magic.
But it wasn't a big deal; he would go back and take a cold shower to calm down, and he would soon return to normal.
He still had that much self-control.
However, as he turned a corner, he ran right into Wanda.
"Aren't you in class right now? Why are you here?"
"My… my stomach feels a bit uncomfortable. I came to Professor Jean for some painkillers."
Seeing Adam appear, Wanda clutched her stomach, a rare embarrassed expression on her face.
"Stomach ache? Did you eat something bad, gastroenteritis, appendicitis?"
Seeing Wanda's pained expression, Adam didn't dare be careless and quickly supported her, heading towards the infirmary. But after just one step, he immediately stopped, somewhat embarrassed.
Because he suddenly remembered why he had just left.
Wanda, equally embarrassed, pulled Adam back:
"Um… I think… I can go by myself!"