[Zhongyingmei] Big Tengu

"Then..." Reid raised his head and leaned forward as hard as he could, his butt almost got off the sofa and almost fell to the ground.

He looked at Daniel fanatically, his eyes scanning everywhere, like the most active student, just waiting for Daniel to announce the final answer.

"..."

"Daniel?"

The urged Otengu sighed helplessly, supported the sofa heavily, stepped back a few steps with his hands down, and stood in a relatively empty place in the living room.

At this point, Daniel broke the jar after being hypocritical. He raised his hand and wiped his lips. The gesture of sealing his mouth was very tempting, "Don't shout out."

After finishing speaking, he opened his hands without waiting for Rhett's response. The black wings spread out along the arc of his fingertips. The nearly three-meter-long wings were joined together, occupying most of the living room, making the entire room It was all dark.

Occasionally, a few feathers hang down on the ground, and the light golden strokes reflect the stars of the light, combined with the spreading mysterious aura, it is indescribably beautiful and indescribably dangerous.

"Surprised?" Daniel looked at Rhett's stunned expression with satisfaction, and suddenly laughed.

There is also a price to be paid for stripping my vest, look, be scared.

It took a long time before Rhett closed his jaw. He stared blankly at the wings, then at the floor, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and let out an unconscious exclamation.

But after a short period of time, he shook his head violently, quickly stood up from the sofa, and rushed towards Daniel's wings like a tiger. The momentum was so strong that Daniel didn't even dare to move. De's hand touched the sensitive part of the wing bone.

"Hey!" Daniel's straight waist seemed to be straighter, and his wings fluttered violently and slipped out of Rhett's hand.

"Itchy!" he complained.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Rhett apologized in multiple voices without sincerity, his eyes were shining brightly, "the wings are an important part of the bird's movement, so they are also very sensitive, so it seems..." He studied it to himself.

"Again, I'm not a bird," Daniel emphasized, with the wings skimmed back just a centimeter from the limit of Red's arms.

Let you see but not touch!

"So... you are primate-anthropoid suborder-human family-human subfamily-human race-homo genus-Homo sapiens? Are you sure?" Rhett opened his mouth and said a lot.

"I'm a human!" Daniel jumped up anxiously. He had been in human society for a long time, and he completely forgot his identity as a monster. However, it was just like this. Reid didn't notice anything wrong with his righteous resistance.

The first layer of vest was stripped off, but the second layer was still kept, which is gratifying.Daniel didn't want to tell anything about time travel and monsters.

Thinking of the fanatical explorations of sci-fi issues such as wormholes and space-time travel by various academic experts in his previous life, Daniel couldn't help but hold his arms tightly.

terrible!

"Holding your arms across your chest is a typical defensive posture, showing the person's evasion, rejection..." Reid's eyes are always so sharp when they shouldn't be sharp, and Daniel's heart is jumping into his throat next to him .

"That's because your eyes are too revealing..." Not daring to let Rhett finish speaking, Daniel hurriedly flapped his wings and interrupted his words.

Let this little ancestor go on talking, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep any vest.

It was about the vest, Daniel clenched his fist, and finally pulled out a feather cruelly, and quickly stuffed it into Rhett's hand, completely blocking Rhett's mouth to continue analyzing.

After receiving the feathers, Rhett calmed down as Daniel wished. He carefully held the furry in his hands—the black wings were neatly arranged, and the faint golden light danced gently on the tip of the feathers. It was so luxurious and beautiful that it was unreal.

He couldn't help changing to one hand, and gently touched it with the other hand, as if wanting to confirm its real existence.

"Don't move!" Daniel yelled hastily, and a wheal quickly popped out of his hand. This feather is not the kind that can be touched casually like ordinary birds!

Ootengu's signature skill is Feather Blade Storm, which is fine on Daniel's body. The controlled feathers soften naturally and feel great.

The feathers that have left the wings are different. They exist for attacking, and they instinctively turn into steel blades after leaving the body. The sharp edges even Magneto shy away.

At this moment, Rhett's bold touch is no less than nozuonodie.

Even though Daniel reacted in time and made the wheal form a small membrane between the feather and Rhett's palm, Rhett's hand was still too close to the feather.

So when Rhett reacted, a bloodstain was cut on his finger, and traces of blood seeped out, gathering into little drops of blood.

"Fortunately, nothing happened," Daniel held his forehead, the edges of the feathers were clearly sharp, probably only Rhett had such a fearless research spirit, and took the initiative to hit the knife edge.

"Where's the medicine chest?" he asked, taking the feather.

"Beside the bookshelf," Rhett replied, his eyeballs still glued to the feathers, and he glanced at the feathers and at the wings like a kid who's lost his candy.

Daniel ran over to hug the box, skillfully picked out distilled water, disinfectant alcohol and other supplies from it, squatted down to bandage people, and babbled, "My feathers are for attack, don't touch them with your hands, it's fine this time, come down." This time it will really cut the bone..."

"But……"

"No but," Daniel sullenly tightened the gauze and tied a ridiculous bow, "There are things I don't want to say, and you'd better not ask, don't think I'm really so stupid and cute to bully."

Rhett is not such a careless person, the temptation is so obvious, do you really think he can't see it?Everything is just relying on my soft heart.

"..."

"I'm sorry," Rhett replied quietly after a moment of silence. The instinctive exploration of the unknown made him lose his sense of proportion, and for a while he only remembered his own discovery.

No one has secrets, and not all secrets can be explored—since he decided to keep a secret, as a friend, his current behavior has crossed the line.

Daniel just smiled, and the atmosphere eased.He stood up straight and sat on the opposite side of the sofa, took up his drink again, and said in an unreal voice: "Do you know mutants?"

"Mutant?" Reid frowned. The legend of mutants has been circulating in the streets and alleys. According to common sense, rumors of this scale are worthy of investigation by the CIA. vision.

The BAU had discussed the matter in private, but received a warning from their superiors the next day, and they've taken the mutants to heart ever since.

Daniel said the word at this time, could it be...?

"I'm a mutant", as if knowing Rhett's thinking, Daniel replied lightly, "Biologically speaking, we are mutated due to genetic mutations. Everyone's body contains a gene called X, which All kinds of abilities evolved."

"Like me," Daniel gestured with his wings shaking.

"So just now..." Rhett blinked, but he didn't forget how his hand survived.

"My ability is to control the wind, and the wings are just incidental." Daniel leaned back on the sofa and confessed generously. There is nothing to hide about these obvious things.

"Like the one in Tobias' house?" Reid recalled the scene when Daniel cleaned the feathers. At that time, he thought it was the effect of the force field. Now it seems that it is very reasonable to explain it with the wind.

Daniel nodded, and brought back the topic that Rhett had diverted. He would rather the other party focus on mutants, "Mutants have all kinds of strange abilities, and there are many like me."

"A lot?" The little doctor keenly grasped the key words, "Do you have an organization? Or some unique contact method?"

"Xavier School for Gifted Teenagers", thinking of everyone in X Academy, Daniel gently read out the full name of X Academy, "This is a hotbed for most mutants."

"It's actually here!" Reid's eyes widened, and the hands supporting his knees subconsciously exerted force, and finally pressed to the wound, but under the effect of surprise, he did not elicit any cry of pain.

This school has always been a pain in his heart!

The Xavier School for Gifted Youth claims that it only accepts gifted students. It is a paradise for high IQs in most people's minds, and Rhett once thought so.

I thought that an IQ as high as 187 could easily pass the college assessment, but I didn't expect to be rejected in the first round. It was this experience that drove the little doctor to study all the way, and finally obtained a number of master's and doctoral degrees.

It was at that time that I also developed the habit of introducing my achievements without a beat. There are so many geniuses, which one do I count as?Of course do your best to introduce yourself.

totally unexpected……

Co-authorship is not a lack of ability, but a racial issue!

"I know you've applied to this school before." Daniel glanced at Rhett, his fingers clenched into fists to cover his mouth, barely blocking the smile at the corner of his mouth.

The terribly high score of the little doctor in the written test shocked a group of X students with low IQ. Some even speculated that Reid's X gene is all about IQ. In the end, it was Professor Charles himself who checked it before letting everyone accept it. This is a 24K purebred human.

In fact, part of the reason Daniel applied to Caltech was part of Rhett's reason. He couldn't help laughing when he thought of Wolverine and others crashing and running around.

If his identity hadn't been revealed to Rhett, he would have laughed at this joke for half his life!

"You are a student of this school," Rhett said in a declarative tone, "maybe you also take on part of the teacher's work", otherwise how would you know the information on his answer sheet.

"Guess right," Daniel snapped his fingers, making a crisp sound, like the prompt sound of a successful answer on a TV show.

"You are our star candidate."