American comics: This guy is crazy

"Wow, I have a new lease of life."

Allen faced the sun, opened his arms, and bathed in the sunshine, as if nothing was wrong.

The three women had a false alarm and were thankful to have brought the person back.

"Little secret."

Allen suddenly looked back, put one hand on his hips, held the air with the other, crossed his legs in a cool posture, and said: "From tomorrow on, I will take care of you."

"..."

Illyana twitched the corner of her mouth. She was the lord of hell, so she needed a psycho to take care of her?

"From now on, I'll cover all your breakfast."

Allen's eyebrows trembled up and down, and he said with a wink, "Aren't you very touched? After all, I have watched the complete series of The Little Master of China, and I can cook any dish with my hands, except for the pickled cabbage in Kimchi Country, which needs to be stepped on with feet."

"You can't eat too much pickled cabbage. TV dramas in the country of pickled cabbage are so disturbing. One of the lovers must get cancer. The happy ending is that both of them get cancer together and either die of the disease or become brother and sister."

"In order to prevent us from being lovers and eventually becoming brothers and sisters, I decided to pickle out Ellen's private menu."

During Allen's immersive narration, the three girls rushed straight to the classroom.

"Come back, what do you want to eat tomorrow morning?"

Allen shouted: "Xiaolongbao, fried buns, fried buns, soup dumplings, fresh meat buns, pickled vegetable buns, three fresh buns..."

The more enthusiastic Allen spoke, the faster the three girls walked.

If Illyana hadn't teleported back from the underworld and basically exhausted her magic power, she would have returned to the classroom in just one teleport.

"Oh no."

Allen suddenly remembered that the important thing was right: "I didn't have time to do market research."

"Who am I? The number one player on the city's Monopoly list, it's hard to beat me."

His eyes wandered back and forth, finally locking on the target.

Allen walked to the trash can, opened the lid, and threw his upper body into the trash can to rummage.

At this time, the cleaning lady came up and saw Allen in a hospital gown rummaging through the trash can. She felt pity and softly dissuaded her: "Child, please don't rummage through the trash can. If you are hungry, you can go to the cafeteria to get free breakfast." .”

Allen raised his head, holding a paper packaging shell, and responded: "Beautiful lady, I am doing market research."

"Market research?"

Research in the trash can, you can figure it out.

However, seeing that the other party was very polite and called her beautiful lady, the cleaning lady couldn't help but feel happy.

She is an old woman in her fifties and sixties. It is a bit embarrassing to be called that.

Now that the students are all in class, Allen can only tell whether the food is in line with everyone's appetite by the remaining food in the trash can.

Concluded that there is no satisfactory canteen in the world.

"Goodbye, beautiful lady."

"Stop, kid."

Allen was about to leave when the cleaning lady shouted to stop and stepped forward to remove the paper shell from his head.

Then, looking at Allen striding away, he couldn't help but sigh: "What a handsome kid, but it's a pity that he is mentally ill."

at the same time.

In the principal's office.

Logan was looking out the window at the playground.

Charles sat on the sofa chair as usual and said slowly: "Pay more attention to the new student Allen. He is a psychopath, but he has very good abilities."

"I'm paying attention to him." Logan responded casually.

In the entire school, Allen was the only one wearing a hospital gown, and it was difficult not to pay attention to him.

"What is he doing?" Charles asked subconsciously.

"Rifle through the trash can."

"..."

Charles thought about it carefully, how could a mentally ill person do anything normal, as long as he didn't blow up the school he had worked so hard to build?

"How do you plan to handle SHIELD's request?"

With a cigar in his mouth, Logan asked about a previous incident.

Wolverine was born in 1832, making him no older than Professor X.

He can maintain his youthful appearance entirely by delaying aging and regenerating his abilities. He is an extremely rare long-lived mutant.

He has lived too long and has experienced the Civil War, World War I and World War II, and it is difficult not to attract attention.

Therefore, Logan maintained contact with SHIELD to avoid a lot of trouble.

After all, there are too many forces in the world that covet his ability to live forever.

"I have sent a team of X-Men to Egypt to investigate." Charles said solemnly: "I am sure it is related to mutants. I will lead the X-Men to take action. If it doesn't matter, let them solve it on their own."

From his tone, it was clear that Charles was prejudiced against SHIELD.

His idea is to fight for the right for mutants to live openly and honestly in the world. During this period, he had contact with SHIELD, and the two sides had some unpleasantness, so he did not want to have too much involvement.

"Okay, I'll deliver it for you."

Logan actually wanted something from the other party, otherwise he would be too lazy to deal with SHIELD. The main reason is that the organization is too complex and involves officials and capital groups.

It is normal to say that SHIELD in the current timeline must rely on countries and consortiums to arm itself during its development stage.

Nick Fury, who truly led S.H.I.E.L.D. to become independent of the government, probably has not graduated from S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy.

What's more, Hydra, which has been lurking for a long time, hopes to see an internal struggle for power and gain in order to fish in troubled waters.

The next day.

Early in the morning.

A group of four people from dormitory 404 set up a stall on the playground.

"Do you think anyone will buy it?"

Wade said, without stopping, he picked up the pot stickers with chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Don't worry, my cooking skills are on display."

Seeing that Wade had eaten two portions of twenty pot stickers, Allen said with pain, "You can't stop talking."

Wade pulled off his mask, put on his pink wig, and touched his belly with satisfaction.

"One question, why did I do this?" Wade pointed to the pink wig on his head, completely unable to guess what Allen was really thinking.

"Wow, you do it so handsomely, and the customers are very appetizing at first sight. I almost fell in love with you." Allen vowed.

"real?"

Wade looked at Quicksilver and Nightcrawler, and they both nodded in unison.

"Shet, I'm warning you, don't fall in love with me." Wade flicked his pink wig and said confidently: "You are too ugly and not worthy of me."

"It's so hurtful."

Allen held his heart in his hand and said sadly: "I feel like an innocent girl, as if she met the right person, and then she was toyed with her feelings and then gave up. I will no longer love, and I will never be able to love again."

"Alright alright."

Wade helplessly spread his hands and said, "You are only allowed to love me, but you are not allowed to have sex with me."

"Uh..., why do you have such thoughts, Amitabha." Allen Baoxiang said solemnly.

Pietro and Kurt couldn't get a word in, not at all.

They are so mean and can't keep up with their brain circuits at all.

"Excuse me, what are you selling?"

At this time, a red-haired female student walked over. She was tall, wavy, and had delicate facial features with a hint of baby fat. She made people feel like a girl next door.

She is the Phoenix girl Qin Gray, one of the members of the school's police.

"Congratulations, beauty, for becoming the 10,000th customer today, you can get a free pot sticker."

Allen handed a packaged pot sticker to Jean Gray, who hesitated and refused to accept it.

The 10,000th guest?

Qin Gray watched them set up a stall, why did she become the ten thousandth one? Please don't tell lies with your eyes open. You think you have Cyclops, so wear sunglasses to pretend to be blind.

However, don’t waste it if it’s free.

When Jean Gray stretched out her hand and was about to accept it, Allen ran away in a hurry.

Just because he saw the mysterious guest passing by on the playground.

"Little secret, look at the breakfast I prepared for you."

Allen served the pot stickers like a show off, winking sincerely.

"I don't have to, thank you."

Illyana refused awkwardly and gave in again.

Beside her, Ellie had a look of disgust on her face, wondering what delicious food a mentally ill person could make.

And Yukio smiled and said: "I accepted it for her."

"You can dip it in vinegar, hot sauce and sweet sauce. Look at the combination. I'm going to be busy."

Allen did not forget to flip up his hair and said narcissistically: "Serious men are the most attractive, but don't be fascinated by me."

Looking at their backs, the three women looked slightly messy in the wind.

Yukio took a bite and praised: "Don't tell me, it's quite delicious."

"I'll give it a try." Ellie inserted one into her mouth and said in surprise, "I never thought a mentally ill person could cook."

The two of them looked at Illyana and motioned to taste it together.

With expectant eyes, she stuck a potsticker in and tasted it, and said stubbornly: "The taste is just average."

"Leave it to me if you don't think it tastes good."

Yukio quickened his pace happily.

"I haven't had breakfast yet, leave some for me."

"He gave it to me, don't try to keep it for yourself."

Allen returned to the stall and looked at Jean Gray with a disappointed expression on her face.

Allen had given away the free breakfast that was supposed to be hers just now, as if something that belonged to her had been taken away from her.

"Sorry customer, you are no longer eligible for free, you can only enjoy the first half price, only one dollar."

"no need."

Qin Gray turned around with a gloomy face.

"You're in trouble, she's Jean Grey." Wade gloated.

"She's just a Phoenix girl, there's nothing to be afraid of."

Allen looked calm, then asked in horror: "Does she have a dark personality?"

The three of them nodded in unison.

This matter is not a secret in the school.

Back then, the power that came out of Jean Gray's blackening caused all the accidents that made the news. If it weren't for Charles' intervention and SHIELD's lobbying, America might now be wanted all over the world.

Fortunately, the Phoenix Girl did not completely transform into the Dark Phoenix, otherwise, Charles's psychic ability may not be able to suppress it.

Allen clenched his fingers and said cowardly: "With my personality charm, I can't handle a gothic confused girl."

As expected, the pot stickers were sold out on the first day of business.

Naturally, this matter could not be hidden from Charles. The logistics staff in charge of the canteen came early in the morning to report that many things were missing.

Combined with the breakfast stalls set up on the playground, the answer is readily apparent.

“This is my first time eating Oriental breakfast, it tastes pretty good.”

Charles ate the pot stickers with relish and tried various sauce combinations.

He asked the senior students to help him buy two portions and come back to taste them. He suddenly regretted that he should have let Allen work in the cafeteria instead of enrolling in school.

"It's good."

Logan ate the pot stickers on his hands and added in his mind that the roast goose he made tasted even more delicious.

At that time, one of them couldn't help but ate all the remaining roast goose. He never dared to tell Charles the truth.

The gray swans kept in captivity in the lake are very dear to Professor X.