I turned into a cat in Marvel

At an altitude of 1000 meters above sea level, the little girl was curled up on the long back seat of the plane. Her wide cuffs exposed her slightly pink-tipped fingers. She was pillowing on a soft orange pillow and making a slight purring sound.

Yang Ming could only express her gratitude: at least she hadn't had time to learn to purr like a cat while sleeping.

Who would have thought that in a world where cats are the protagonists, the person responsible for the cuteness is not a cat.

Gambit King looked back from time to time to glance at the little girl sleeping in the white coat. The slider phone in his hand was pushed open, closed, pushed open, and closed. The point he was struggling with was whether the phone call would wake up the little girl.

Fortunately, he didn't hesitate for long. With a bump in the airflow, x23 frowned and sat up from the chair with a groan. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and yawned silently. He picked up the kitten in his arms very naturally and leaned back on the chair with his head tilted, as if he wanted to fall asleep again.

Gambit quickly took this opportunity to press the replay button and called Charles. As the mobile phone rang, the landline phone next to the pilot's seat on the other end of the phone was picked up by a big hand covered with blue hair.

"Who"

The voice was not Charles's. It was more like a wild beast speaking softly and harmoniously.

"Hank, I'm Gambit King. I'm looking for Charles, but he didn't handle things beautifully this time."

Hank, the mutant who looked like an upright blue-haired liger, looked at the microphone and raised his eyebrows. He turned to Professor ."

As he spoke, he re-hung the phone on the wall on the side of the cockpit. After hearing this, Charles pushed the wheelchair forward and picked up the phone hanging on the bulkhead in the cabin, "What's up Remy, did you find that cat?" "

As he spoke, Charles also looked helpless at the blond girl sitting in the corner, keeping the greatest distance from Wolverine.

Emma raised her head when she heard the word cat, a worried look on her face.

"How do you say this?" Gambit said, "Not only was the cat found, but a one-year-old baby was also given as a gift."

Then he added: "Mutants."

"Hmm." Charles was stunned, "How come I scanned the entire island at that time, and except for some ordinary people who were still alive who were trapped under the building, and a mutant who left on a yacht, there was absolutely no one else there. If I talk about other people, I will make mistakes, but I definitely took away all the minors."

It turns out that there are still people under the ruins who are still alive. Professor x, are you letting it slip?

Although his hearing was not enhanced, he had psychic powers. Yang Ming eavesdropped directly by reading Gambit's expression.

Being disturbed by Gambit King's voice and unable to sleep, x23 stayed awake and sat on the plane. Suddenly, his whole body became wilted and trembling, like a little salted fish that had been left out of the water and sunbaked on the shore for half an hour.

On the other end of the phone, on the Black Hawk fighter belonging to the

They all get airsick.

"I don't know what to tell you about the situation at that time. Anyway, when I get to the United States, I will send her to you. When we meet, you can read my mind." As he said that, Gambit glanced behind him secretly. The little one in the cabin was afraid that speaking out would remind her of the horrific scene in the basement.

But he was overthinking it. Without Yang Ming’s translation, she still couldn’t understand human language.

Charles was silent for a moment, always feeling that being said like this was like a silent accusation that he was a voyeur, but it might also be that he was being sensitive.

After chatting for a while and deciding on the future placement of this little one, Gambit King breathed a sigh of relief. The last task was completed. Once she was sent to x academy, he would be free to fly.

After seeing that the strange-looking big cat stopped talking, x23 finally relaxed his brows, hugged Yang Ming, put his face on the top of the head between its ears, and soon fell asleep again.

The plane fell silent for a while, and Yang Ming put his paws on x23's sleeves in his arms, lost in thought.

Only then did it realize that it seemed that it had never thought about what x23 should do in the future.

The first thing to confirm is that it will not run up to Professor

So let x23 follow you, a cat who doesn't know the future, has no direction, and can't give her a normal human identity, or let her go to x academy where teachers can take care of her, get along with classmates, and only need to save the world from time to time.

Originally, this answer should be uncontroversial. Only by going to x academy can x23 integrate into the world normally and have friends or family.

But thinking about the Sentinel robot, thinking about Apocalypse, and thinking about Black Phoenix, Yang Ming was really shaken.

Well, especially Dark Phoenix Jean Grey. She is still a student at the college. Yang Ming has watched the movie X-Men: Apocalypse. The next one is X-Men: Dark Phoenix. The trailer is out. Yang Ming could not predict what kind of disaster it would be.

It’s better to take a step first and see if there is no better choice in the future.

Yang Ming lowered his ears and sighed.

Speaking of which, in fact, when I was on the island before, the seemingly dark sky was not dusk, but dawn after night. When Gambit's little plane finally could see the American coastline from a distance, it was already late afternoon.

x23 was woken up by hunger. She woke up in a daze, and the plane just landed smoothly in a grassland.

Although the United States does not kill all private aircraft, it does not allow any unlicensed aircraft to fly over its territory. Therefore, they need to drive the rest of the way.

Don't ask Professor

"Meow!"

Fortunately, Gambit King was also hungry, so he knew what was going on when he saw x23. He had a car parked nearby and asked x23 to stand there and wait while he drove the car over.

Under Yang Ming's order, x23 stood there dejectedly, sniffing and sniffing, subconsciously and instinctively looking for something to eat.

Unfortunately, I don't know where Gambit has parked the plane, and there seems to be no one around.

Just when Yang Ming couldn't help but drooled at x23 looking at the little rabbit in the distance, Gambit King finally drove over.

Gambit got out of the car, holding a shopping bag in his hand, looking a little embarrassed: "Well, little one, you should be able to dress yourself."

x23 tilted her head and looked at the big cat in confusion, and the white coat on her body slid down again, revealing a small section of her collarbone on the right side.

Gambler felt that he had escaped Stryker's pursuit, the debt collection gangs, and the gambling police. It would be too unfair for him to be accused of pedophilia.