[Comprehensive British and American] After the mage traveled through the super British world

"Pietro?"

Through the effect of the brain wave amplifier, Charles whispered his name a few times in Kuaiyin's ear.

But the other party didn't give him the slightest response. Instead, he opened a can of Coke and drank it down.

Seeing that the Coke had bottomed out, Pietro easily manipulated the game console with one hand, while with the other he touched the browned and crispy fried chicken cutlet.

"Charles," Cyril was still holding the satellite phone over there, anxiously waiting for the result, "how is it?"

Charles closed his eyes tightly, and the special machine matched his ability to magnify Pietro's brain nerves ten thousand times before his eyes, and the connection of every synapse was extremely clear.

But he couldn't find out exactly what went wrong.

Charles' cell phone was on speakerphone and lay on his lap.

Mr. Beast wearing gold-rimmed glasses heard Cyril's voice. He looked at the red dot representing Pietro projected on the dome of the building, bent slightly, and said, "Pietro is normal. What affects him is not his physiology. factors, so not even Charles could restore him to 'normal'."

Cyril picked the raised button of the satellite phone, and under the situation where his emotions were infinitely magnified, he became irritable like never before, "Is there any other way? I really need time."

Charles picked up the phone and opened his eyes. The red light on the dome screen was reflected in his slightly moist eyes, which was extraordinarily bright.

He felt Cyril's impatience, and comforted softly: "Don't worry, tell me what you want Kuaiyin to do, and it's the same if I control him to do it."

Listening to the other party's unhurried voice, Xi Ruier felt that she was comforted.

In fact, quite a few people who knew both of them thought they were somewhat similar.For example, his appearance is very gentle, and he doesn't seem to be aggressive. He always gives others the illusion that "although he is very capable, he sometimes needs my protection".

But Cyril knew in his heart that he and Charles were essentially the opposite kind of people, and he didn't feel the pain of others like Charles did.

So Cyril likes Charles very much.

Just like he likes Batman's rationality, Tony Stark's protection, and Connor's maturity that does not match his age.

With "like" also amplified, Cyril quickly changed her mood.

"I need Kuaiyin to find a person from nearly 1 rooms on the [-]th floor of the "Bright" base in the shortest possible time, but I don't know who that person is, nor what he looks like... As Cyril talked, he felt that hope was a little slim, "but he has the ability to suppress rationality and amplify human desires infinitely, so the closer you get to him, the more abnormal people around you will be."

Charles listened carefully, and frowned unconsciously: "Is there any more?"

"And because he's from hell... might be afraid of sulfur?" He patted his head with some annoyance, "God, I'm talking stupid things that are useless!"

Originally Charles was a little affected by Cyril's nervousness, but he couldn't help but smile when he heard the childish words of the elf who had been unpredictable since the first meeting.

He couldn't help but said softly in the way he treated students: "It's okay, you've done a great job, leave the rest to me, okay?"

Xi Ruier was completely unaware that her emotions had lost control: "Are you coaxing me..."

Charles: "No, absolutely not."

Cyril: "That's good... If you find it, let me know in time, and I'll go find it too. If you need brimstone, go to Area A on the 21st floor to find those two exorcists."

"Then I'm hanging up the phone." Cyril had already snapped off the keycap on the satellite phone's keyboard. He threw it on the ground a little angrily, and stomped it hard. "Remember to contact me anytime."

"OK, bye."

Charles hung up the phone, and met Mr. Beast's speechless eyes as expected. He smiled and asked, "When Cyril comes back to his senses and sees his performance, will he be Would you feel embarrassed?"

Beast: "..."

After making a joke, Charles closed his eyes again, brain-controlling Kuaiyin to throw down the chicken chop in his hand, and started running at a faster speed.

Poor Quicksilver is like a character in his own game console, following the instructions of Mr. Charles, he started the Brave Climb.

He first rushed downstairs, and according to Cyril, he asked the exorcist brothers for some brimstone.Charles mercilessly sprinkled the smelly sulfur powder all over Pietro's favorite silver baseball jersey, then removed a chair leg, wrapped it in the clothes, made a simple detector, and held this stuff, ran around.

And Xi Ruier hung up the phone and stared blankly in the corridor for a while.

He suddenly leaned his back against the wall, slid to the ground, put his head in his hands, and blinked his long and thick eyelashes.The pose made him look a bit overwhelmed.

Cyril wrinkled her nose and sniffed the blood-soaked suit, thinking to herself, I really hate it.

The messy environment, the messy people, and the Hannibal who gnawed at him with his teeth, I hate everything.

The elf was obviously very angry. He took out the satellite phone that had just been put back in his pocket, pressed Clark's cell phone number, and made a call.

But Clark didn't know where he went. The satellite phone kept reminding Cyril that "the user is not in the service area". Word, sent a text message to Clark.

[These people are so annoying!Why don't you come to me?Is it because I made you angry when I rejected you last time? ]

Under the ancient magic power of the Plague Knight, Cyril has completely forgotten the teachings of the angel Casidio.

Putting away the phone, Cyril stood up, straightened the messy suit, made sure that it was not wrinkled even though it was stained with blood, then left the corridor and walked towards the stairwell.

Cyril naturally couldn't perceive the location of the plague, but he could feel the stench of the undead hidden behind layers of bricks, stones and steel bars.

He is going to kill them.

Cassidio, who was still looking for the Famine Knight from room to room in Area A on the 21st floor, stopped suddenly. He tilted his head blankly, as if he was listening to something.

After a few seconds, he said to the Wen family brothers: "Unfortunately, the Chief Sirel we just rescued has completely lost control."

Dean: "Are you a radio? Why do you keep broadcasting in real time?"

—

Clark has just returned to Earth from Xandar in the Milky Way.

Superman visited many places on this short trip, but currently only the government leaders of Xandar star expressed doubts about his statement about the undead, and are willing to send an investigation team. If the situation is true, Xandar star is willing to provide assistance to the earth.

Although I didn't get the good results I expected, but going out this trip can be regarded as some gains.

Clark returned home and wanted to go to the Planetary Building to clock in for work before nine o'clock in the morning.

He changed his clothes as usual, unlocked his phone, poured himself another glass of water, and opened the unread message while drinking the water.

Then with a bang, the water glass in his hand fell on the wooden floor, and the half glass of water that hadn't been drunk spilled all over the floor.

Clark swallowed the water in his mouth with difficulty.

He thought he might be hallucinating, or dreaming.

Why did Cyril send him such a text message, did the elf lose his mind and go crazy?

Clark, who came back to his senses, quickly wiped the water on the floor with a mop to prevent the old floor from leaking to the downstairs.Then he held his mobile phone in a daze for a full minute, and finally put on the Superman uniform again, picked up the mobile phone and sent a text message asking for leave to the department supervisor, and quickly flew to the "Bright" base.

The wind in his ear was very noisy, and Clark's mind was still playing the content of the text message in a loop, and he couldn't even shake it off, it was like a curse.

Although he has always trusted Cyril, he seldom guessed what the elf was thinking in his heart.Clark blamed this on his inexperience in relationships, but the fact is that Cyril always likes to hide her truest thoughts, and then put on a suitable face according to the surrounding environment.

In addition to facing the undead, he is never stingy in expressing his inner disgust.

Thinking of this, Clark was a little frustrated.

But this frustration turned into worry after seeing "Brightness" locked up and using the highest level of protection to shut down the entire base.

Thinking of Cyril's anomaly, Clark determined without hesitation that there must have been a serious problem or even an accident inside.

According to the security regulations signed by "Bright" and the government, if the base is completely locked and closed, the government is not allowed to send police or troops to intervene, and the surrounding residents and passers-by must be dispersed immediately.

Because of events that can cause "Brightness" to activate the highest level of protection, ordinary humans will die when they come.

On the quiet street, there is no one around.

Clark took a breath and flew into the air.

His eyes suddenly turned red, and heat rays shot out, cutting the flexible yet hard alloy.

The development of this alloy has gone through the highest-level laboratory of the Stark Group. Even if it is Superman, it is not so easy to penetrate the three-meter-thick special metal.

After a full 3 minutes, without damaging the internal structure, Clark cut a hole that just passed him.After entering, Clark used heat rays to weld back the regular piece of cylindrical metal he had cut out, patted it a little harder to confirm the firmness, and then left.

Soon, Clark found Cyril's trail.

I saw the elf proudly holding an undead's neck. A long and sharp lightsaber was hanging above the undead's head. It was going down little by little, and the tip of the sword had pierced the opponent's scalp.

Clark suddenly felt that the undead looked familiar.

After a few seconds, Clark rushed over and squeezed Cyril's hand, "Don't do that! Isn't he the high-level undead you took a lot of effort to capture alive?"

And Cyril involuntarily let go of her hand, her eyes fell on Clark, and the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously, "Did you receive my text message?"

Clark carefully sent the undead back to where he should be, and pulled Cyril out of the undead research institute. Before he had time to take a good look at the bad situation in the base, he felt that someone was fully invested in it. in his arms.

The elf hugged Clark's waist, smiled, raised his head, and stared into Clark's eyes, "I'm so happy to see you, Clark."

His breath was a little moist, with a slightly cool aroma of grass and trees, inexplicably reminiscent of a riverside in spring, with blue waves gently rippling.

Clark froze and froze in place.

Cyril tiptoed slightly, kissing Clark's sharp-edged jaw indiscriminately, his furry head arched back and forth, and the tip of his nose was cool, like a small animal.

Clark was a little confused: "What's wrong with you, is something wrong? When I came in, I saw that the intelligent system inside 'Bright' was also turned off, you—"

Before he finished speaking, Cyril found his lips along his chin, and bit them hard, taking advantage of the gap between Clark's words, invaded the soft mouth, and flicked around like a dragonfly with the tip of his tongue.

Clark pressed Cyril's shoulder with his backhand, pushing him hard against the wall of the corridor.

The elf stimulated by the cold wall shivered, and then took the initiative to ask for the temperature of the person in front of him.

Clark held Cyril's hand that moved from his waist to his neck, and there were already small veins protruding from his forehead.Superman, who can lift a planet, exhausted his strength, opened the distance between the two, and stopped Cyril's overly enthusiastic behavior.

Cyril was held down by him, clinging to the wall, and had to stand in a posture that was punished by the teacher. He winked at Clark and asked inexplicably, "Why don't you kiss me? You don't like it?" Me?"

Clark: "..."

The ghost knows that he just went out for a trip, and the world suddenly changed after he came back.

Just when he doubted for the first time whether the Cyrille in front of him was real or not, the satellite phone that Cyrille casually stuffed in his suit pocket rang.

Clark took out his hand and answered the phone, facing Professor X's slightly tired voice.

"The Plague Knight has been found. He is hiding in a simulated training room in Section D on the 47th floor, protected by a group of 'light' agents. What should we do next?"

"Charles...can you tell me what happened?"

Clark's voice sounded hoarse.

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