CHAPTER FIFTEEN
The rest of the training session went by pretty smoothly. I blew up a ton of targets, and by the end of it, I could already lower the power and temperature of my eye beams by half. Adams was genuinely pleased by my progress and even told me that he was proud of how quick a learner I was. I was surprised by my speed, too, and it made me think that I was going to learn how to control my powers faster than I thought, which meant that it wouldn’t be long before I was ready to fight crime on the street alongside Rubberman himself. I could already see my face and name in news articles on the Internet and across the country in real life newspapers (even though I’m not sure that anyone other than my old grandpa actually reads them anymore).
It helped that I had to stay focused so
