After arguing with them in Fulian Building for a long time, Ian returned to his home. This party successfully broke Ian's impression of the Avengers as elites. This is clearly a group of elementary school chickens!

but……

"But it's quite interesting..." Ian buried himself in the quilt, very deep, almost to the point where he could not breathe.

She had never felt so truly alive before.

The impression of death in the original world has been almost forgotten by her, but the pain seems to be engraved in her bones. How did she die?Strangled by a sculpture?Getting ripped apart by shy people?

There were too many containments attacking her, and she couldn't remember them all, only the red lights, the alarm bells that rang through the sky, and the containments that swarmed the entire riot.

Probably because I was afraid that I would not be able to complete the task, so that this body would not be able to survive. Ian’s contact with other people has been limited. After all, if she has too much contact with her, her friend will be so sad if she dies someday. , although she doesn't have friends yet.

But it probably has it now!

"Hey, is this the distress of being the protagonist?" Ian turned over and lay on his back on the bed.

【Oh? 】

【Thinking too much, how could the main character be you:)】

"To shut up!"

........................

"Yeah, I see." Ian answered the person on the other end of the phone sleepily. She just woke up, she was still not quite clear, and she responded reflexively, but she didn't think about it at all.

Ian fumbled crookedly into the bathroom. Fortunately, the furniture consciously avoided the place where Ian walked, otherwise, based on her current appearance, she would probably fall badly.

The moment the cold water came into contact with his skin, Ian shivered, but he was finally sober.

etc!Did she answer the phone just now?Who is calling?

Ian took out his mobile phone and looked at the call records. It was Charles who called.

"System, what did Charles call just now?" She didn't wake up just now, she was a little dazed, and couldn't remember what she said to Charles at all.

[He asked if you want to go to Xavier Academy to check the training results, you said to leave at ten o'clock]

It's... nine fifty! ! !

"Fuck!" Ian hurriedly put down his toothbrush, rushed into the bedroom and began to change clothes. Charles must have someone pick her up, so she must hurry up!

"bang bang bang"

Hearing the knock on the door, Ian, who was tying his shoelaces, hurriedly said, "Wait a minute! Come right away!"

Opening the door, Kuaiyin was leaning against the wall and playing the game with his head down. When he saw Ian opened the door, he put his phone in his pocket.

"Good morning, Ian."

"Good morning." Ian nodded in response.

Kuaiyin didn't talk too much nonsense, let Ian close his eyes and then walked towards the academy with his arms around her waist.

The silver figure flashed across the streets and alleys. The girl on the side of the road held down her hat that was rolled up by the wind. It was strange, why is the wind a little strong today?

"Ian, go find the professor by yourself! Remember to come and play with us after training, Wanda and Qin miss you very much." Kuaiyin told Ian what Wanda told him.

In the morning, Professor Charles asked him to pick up Ian to come to the academy, but he didn't respond. Wanda and Qin, who hadn't seen Ian for several days, suddenly became excited when they heard the news, and told him to tell Ian to let her be in training. Go find them when you're done.

"Okay, I'll go find you when I'm done." Ian nodded and said.

The door to Charles' office was left open, but Ian knocked anyway.

"come in."

"Charles, I think your training method is very useful! I can control my abilities now, but I'm not very proficient." Ian said excitedly.

When she walked into the office, she saw Hank persuading Charles with a tube of medicine.

"What's the matter with you, Charles? Are you sick?"

"No." Charles was a little helpless, and said to Hank: "Hank, I know my body well. This medicine can only repair skin trauma, and it won't help my legs."

Hank actually knew this too, but he still had a glimmer of hope, what if Charles' leg could be cured?He has been with Charles for a long time, and naturally he has seen Charles' wanton appearance, and also seen Charles' decadent appearance because of his disabled legs.

He knew that Charles didn't seem to care about his legs now, but there must be regrets in his heart, so Hank has been looking for ways to cure Charles, but most of them are useless.

Charles' legs... A thought flashed through Ian's mind, but was interrupted by Charles' question.

"Ian, to what extent can you control your abilities now?"

"It can probably be done to this extent." Ian looked around, looking for auxiliary props, and finally settled on the teacup in front of him.

She stretched out her index finger and tapped the teacup. The reddish-brown tea swirled upwards along with her movements, and condensed into a small square ice cube in the air.

Charles nodded. Ian's control has increased a lot compared to before, but it's not enough.

"Ian, try to condense the water into an ice flower." Charles asked Hank to help him bring a purple flower that he kept on the windowsill, and let Ian condense the ice in the shape of the flower.

Ian responded, and she was also curious about whether she could do it to this extent, she hadn't tried it yet.

Condensing a flower is much more difficult than freezing a block of ice. Ian's concentration became more concentrated, and she carefully controlled the energy in her hand.

Started with the tori, so good, so bad!

Ian coughed twice in embarrassment, it's okay, the petals are more important!

The first petals...wait!oval!oval!Ian watched helplessly as a petal that should have been oval was condensed into a square ice sheet by her.

Come again!

Another small square of ice, and still another small square of ice... Until the last petal, Ian finally condensed a piece of oval shape with edges and corners.

"Ahem, that or something, maybe it doesn't look like..." Ian's voice became lower and lower, the flower she made was more than not like it, it was simply a deformed mutant.

Seeing Ian's loveless expression, Charles couldn't help laughing twice.

"It's okay, Ian, you can't rush things like control, not to mention you've only practiced for a short time, so it's normal, just practice more in the future." Charles comforted.

"Would you like to test the accuracy now?"

At this moment, the phone rang, and Charles nodded to Ian apologetically, "Wait a minute, I'll answer the call."

"Do you need me to avoid it?"

Charles glanced at the caller, shook his head and said, "No."

Ian wasn't going to leave either, she was thinking about one thing, a very important thing.

Charles answered the phone and said, "Eric."

"Charles, why don't you try that medicine?" Eric's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"You gave Hank that medicine?" Charles was a little surprised.

Ian swears that she didn't want to eavesdrop on them, but she can't blame her for being too good at hearing, right, but is the person on the other end of the phone Magneto?

"Don't worry about this matter, just tell me whether you want to use the medicine or not, don't you want your legs..." At this point, Eric's voice suddenly stopped, and then he said with a little regret: "Forget it, I'll think of another way."

Charles interrupted Eric, "Of course I hope my legs are fine."

He turned the wheelchair and looked out the window. The greenery of Xavier College was well done, and from time to time there would be birds staying in front of the window sill.

The gray bird stayed on the window sill and combed its feathers, then flapped its wings and flew out of the window.

Charles' eyes also flew farther and farther with the bird, and his voice was inaudible, "But if it can't be cured, it won't be cured. You and I both know this."

Eric on the other end of the phone was also silent, and after a long time, he said, "It's up to you, anyway, I will definitely find a way to cure you."

After hanging up the phone, Charles smiled at Ian, "Where did we just talk?"

"Testing accuracy." Ian responded reflexively. She had discussed something with the system in her mind just now, but she still hasn't recovered.

"Then let's go to the training room now." Charles turned his wheelchair towards the door, followed by Ian.

"System, do you think I can use Qixiu skills to heal Charles' leg?" Ian asked the system in his mind.

She was also discussing this matter with the system just now.

The system took a closer look at Qixiu's skill effects, and affirmed [Of course, judging from Qixiu's skill effects, this small injury can be completely cured]

In the eyes of others, it is almost a disability that has no cure, and in the eyes of the system, it is just a minor injury, but it is true, after all, Qixiu's skills can even resurrect the dead.

Thinking of this, Ian began to feel sour, why didn't anyone come to resurrect her when she died, and she had to do tasks by herself to continue her life.

[What are you thinking, how can you take advantage of all the good things! 】

The system glanced at Ian with contempt. Ever since it was able to change form, it has become more and more fond of speaking in its own form.

Ian looked at the little red and green hedgehog squatting on the back of Charles' wheelchair. He was very glad that the system chose a virtual form instead of a real one. Otherwise, she would have no way to explain why there is a little hedgehog that looks like a mutant here.

The training room is not too far from Charles' office, of course, it's not too close.

Ian stood still in the training room, while Charles was observing her practice results.A round dart board was placed on the wall of the training room. All Ian needs to do now is to release his skills at the bull's-eye.

"Come on, Ian, don't put too much pressure on it," Charles said.

Ian nodded, and raised his hand to aim at the dart board. Using her palm as the base point, a large icicle appeared in the air, and they all went towards the bull's-eye.

Most of the icicles fell on the bull's-eye, and some fell on the periphery.

Charles smiled, affirming Ian's training results during this period, and at the same time replaced the round dartboard with a human-shaped target.

"Ian, try to focus on two things at the same time, aiming at the heart and the heart at the same time."

"Human?...Okay, let me try." Ian glanced at the central part of the humanoid target strangely. What kind of joke is Charles doing? Why did he insist on hitting the human target? ? ?

The author has something to say: Who is the person Ian understands?Anyway, not a serious person (funny)

[There is another update below~]

感谢在2020-04-2120:49:36~2020-04-2318:48:24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Liu Ying three changes, one white horse;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 50 bottles of Shengge Zhulu; 0003 bottles; 1 bottle of Han Yuan Xiangyi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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