My Secret

Donnie was very resistant to the idea of teaching. He himself hadn't even finished college, so what interest would he have in teaching a bunch of unruly kids?

But he was still pushed into the classroom.

Below, nearly a hundred students, plus a crowd standing around to listen out of curiosity, made the entire classroom very crowded.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Donnie's forehead. He had been ordered to come and impart knowledge that these young sprouts couldn't normally access. After thinking it over, the only thing he could think of was his recent combat experience.

This makeshift teacher was very nervous, and everyone could tell. Jean and Ororo were peeking, gleefully anticipating a good show.

Some of the smarter students felt they should proactively help their instructor and ease the awkward atmosphere. So, someone raised their hand and took the initiative to ask Donnie a question.

"Teacher, do you have a girlfriend?"

Pfft!

Countless sharp swords pierced Donnie's heart. It was too much. What kind of nonsense was this? Donnie hated these brats; they were impossible to communicate with.

Donnie looked at the questioner, Kitty. He responded with a dark expression, telling the underage girl not to ask adult questions.

Kitty claimed she was almost an adult and pressed on aggressively, continuing, "Have you ever been in love?"

Pfft!

"Could it be that no one has ever liked you? I've already had three relationships." Another student stood up to show off, as if fearing the world wasn't chaotic enough.

Pfft!

These brats were so annoying! That's why he, the great Mechanic Donnie, could never get along with these guys.

Jean really couldn't stand it anymore. She cleared her throat and stepped forward to break the ice, reminding Donnie to talk about his experiences and abilities.

Donnie suppressed the urge to hit someone and directly took out a mobile phone. Under everyone's watchful eyes, he controlled it to transform into a Mini-Transformer, baring its teeth at the brats and constantly provoking them.

They finally quieted down, their eyes wide as they watched this unbelievable scene. Instantly, a serene atmosphere descended. But soon, the scene exploded, with many people eagerly standing up to ask questions.

"Is this artificial intelligence? Like Tony Stark's? What are your thoughts on the three major AI theories: logicism, connectionism, and behaviorism?"

"Donnie, can you elaborate on your views on the De Vries Mutation Theory? Do you think it has any relation to your abilities?"

"Is this why you can't get a girlfriend?"

Donnie was furious. He roared, almost wanting to flip the table and leave. What was all this nonsense? What were these young people researching all day? What was this De Vries theory, and how did it connect to his single status?!

Did I hit on your sister because I'm single?

Jean really couldn't bear it any longer. She went on stage and announced that Donnie would be sharing some of his unusual experiences with everyone, which managed to barely quell the curiosity of the eager crowd.

Donnie gritted his teeth and put on a brave face, demonstrating his abilities and slowly recounting the crisis he faced when he awakened to the brats.

"They call me 'The Mechanic Who Awakened in Crisis,' and it's actually quite fitting," Donnie admitted. The day he awakened, he lost everything. He never imagined something like this would happen.

"From that day on, I became utterly alone, constantly walking the line between life and death. I'm different from you. You've awakened your abilities, but at least you can live in the school with peace of mind, with someone to protect you. But I don't have that. I've always been fighting for my life, right up until now..."

Donnie slowly narrated his experiences. For these hothouse flowers, it was an unheard-of new realm, as if the thick scent of blood was hitting them head-on. This was also Donnie's goal. He had no high-level knowledge or grand principles to teach them; he could only use his own personal experiences to tell these people to never be too naive.

Some teachers listening from outside frowned, looking worried. This was completely different from their teaching philosophy. Listening to Donnie speak, one could almost see the dense corpses. Was it really okay to talk like this with a group of inexperienced youngsters?

Even Jean was considering stepping forward to stop Donnie.

The students gradually quieted down, their hearts heavy. They had never known the outside world could be so cruel. That young man standing at the front, smiling and looking so approachable, what had he truly experienced? With such a tragic past, how could he calmly tell them about it? Anyone else would have collapsed by now, so why could he still smile?

John was extremely enthusiastic. He admired Donnie and yearned for this kind of exciting life. He was the first to stand up and ask, "Can you teach us how to fight?"

Ororo listened, her brow furrowed tightly.

Donnie was very calm, saying that even if they didn't ask, he would have told them. He conveyed his secret to the students: "My fighting method is very simple, and very practical."

Many students became serious, perking up their ears to listen. Some even took out notebooks to record. These were words of experience, spoken by a warrior who had faced death several times.

"My secret is to fight recklessly, roll up my sleeves and just go for it. If I win, I'll adopt a young model; if I lose, I'll go work in the sea." Donnie said this very sincerely.

Ororo couldn't take it anymore. She rushed forward and landed a heavy punch directly on Donnie, knocking him down with a loud bang.

Jean immediately announced to the students that Teacher Donnie was feeling unwell and the class would be self-study.

Everyone was stunned, whispering amongst themselves.

Some people discussed it and suddenly found it made sense.

"He's right, aren't we mutants fighting with our innate abilities? It's just fighting recklessly. If we win, we reach the pinnacle of life; if we lose, we're utterly defeated. So that adoption..."

Before he could finish, Pyro was tackled by a group of young girls and beaten unconscious.

The young girls immediately announced that Pyro John was feeling unwell and could not participate in the self-study session.

Donnie stayed at the school for a few more days. Professor X and the others never mentioned teaching again. Every time Donnie tried to take the initiative to teach, he would be firmly stopped and earnestly persuaded not to go and corrupt the lovely students, which made Donnie very indignant.

Corrupt them? This was all heartfelt, hard-won experience!

During this time, Donnie gathered some old, unused vehicles from the school. He pieced them together with the two broken-down cars he had brought himself, forming three new Transformers. Coupled with Optimus Prime and the never-before-used motorcycle Arcee, his combat power for assault operations had reached five, not to mention the numerous electronic devices he had all over his body, making him fully armed.

As long as there was a need, Donnie could assemble a small war unit at any time.

Donnie's brain trauma had further eased, otherwise, he wouldn't have had the ability to assemble and upgrade better Transformers.

His marksmanship improved by leaps and bounds. The AllSpark enhanced his neural reflexes, making firearms the fastest to pick up. His hand-to-hand combat skills, under Ororo's devastating training, also improved rapidly.

He knew it was time to leave. He couldn't hide in the school and accept Professor X's protection forever.