Mutants' Daily Life [Comprehensive British and American]

had a nightmare

"Please remove your hand." Warren's voice was firm.

The expression under Tian Qi's blue skin was very surprised, obviously he didn't expect to be rejected.

He asked gently: "What's the matter, my child? I will help you become stronger and more beautiful, just like a real angel."

"No, I think it's fine for now," Warren said.

Tian Qi carefully looked at Warren's expression and found that his attitude seemed to be very persistent, so he had to regretfully give up the good idea of ​​trimming his hairstyle and adding some 'beautiful' tattoos.

Warren breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it has turned into ugly steel wings, fortunately, it still has a face.But if the face is also tossed by Apocalypse with some aesthetically abnormal patterns, he can probably say goodbye to Carlos directly.

Deadpool let out a gloating and arrogant laugh from the side.

"Why don't you ask my brother? Dude!"

He took off his red mask, revealing the disfigured face, relying on his self-healing ability, approached Tian Qi, and said with all his strength, "Would you like to try it, big blue baby! Why don't you try me? Come on, how about you get a nice tattoo on here? If you don't like this place, you can also choose ass...”

"Go away, Deadpool, you don't fit my taste!"

Tian Qi pushed him away unbearably, and his mood suddenly turned bad.

Hearing this sentence, Warren couldn't help but glance over, thinking to himself: "Aesthetics, you also have aesthetics?"

Tian Qi glared at Deadpool angrily, although he said that he didn't have the habit of picking faces when choosing the Four Knights.

But I have to say that it is really unlucky to recruit a guy like Deadpool.He just got along with him for less than three or four days, and he couldn't take it anymore. He had never seen this kind of mutant before. He had no shame, talked to himself and chattered like a madman all day long, and asked for money. Can't kill it.

Deadpool continued to pester him indifferently, as if he couldn't see the impatience on his face: "Don't be so anxious, buddy. If you can't control your emotions, then visit the psychiatrist regularly! Brother once knew A person, every time he sees me, he is just as manic as you, but I understand him. In front of him, he just lacks self-confidence and has serious bipolar disorder. Occasionally, he still has a little desire to show off... such as taking off his clothes , streaking or something..."

Tian Qi began to get a headache from his noise.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and turned around and left.

But Deadpool seems to have found new joy in catching up with Apocalypse, continuing to babble on some rambling nonsense.

Warren looked at the back of Apocalypse, who was pissed off, and felt for the first time that the existence of Deadpool was quite good.

"Are you okay?" Lingdie suddenly asked in concern behind Warren.

This glamorous female killer is very vigorous and sharp, but when she wants to restrain her breath, she can reduce her sense of existence very well.

But Warren wasn't too surprised by her appearance, he just tilted his head slightly and responded simply: "It's okay."

"lie."

Lingdie pointed it out very rudely: "You seem to be dissatisfied with everything that happened. Are you really willing to indulge in the world of ordinary people compared to mutants? When the wings grow back, I see Seeing your expression, there is no joy at all."

Although part of his mind was poked by this sharp girl, Warren's calm expression remained unchanged.

"Don't you think you're taking too much care?"

He asked back, his tone was a little harsh.

Lingdie was silent for a few seconds, looked at him with a complicated expression and said, "I thought there was still some friendship between us."

"So, you came to me with Apocalypse?" Warren was a little dumbfounded.

Lingdie stopped talking, and her face was a little ugly.

Warren really didn't know what to say.

Although Lingdie didn't show it very clearly, he was not that little fool like Carlos, so he had already realized that this glamorous female killer had...maybe had something else in mind for him.

So, when she brought Tianqi to find a helper, she immediately found herself...

Should it be an honor?

As long as he thinks that the wings have become hard, he doesn't feel at all that this can be a happy thing.

But in this case, you can't just say indifferently, 'I just met and talked to you a few times, but we don't have any friendship at all', or 'I have a business to do, and a life to live. , I don’t want to participate in your new world plan at all’, or, ‘My wings are about to grow, who the hell wants you to meddle in your own business? '

Although I don't want to hurt people too much, I also don't like to pretend to be confused and let things develop.

In the end, Warren mentioned cryptically: "My lover, I really like the way my original wings look."

Sure enough, there was a look of surprise on Lingdie's face: "You...you already have a lover?"

"Yes." Warren replied in the affirmative: "I like him very much."

"Him?" Lingdie raised her eyebrows, a flash of understanding flashed across her face, she didn't know what she had imagined.

Then, the female killer was very able to take it and let it go, she said "I see" very simply and neatly, then turned around and left freely.

'What the hell do you know? '

Warren was a little speechless, but he felt that he had made it clear, so he didn't intend to continue to dwell on this matter.

In the afternoon, Tianqi recruited three more people in front of him.

He said with a very democratic look: "Tomorrow, let's meet that Carlos!"

Warren raised his head abruptly, and blurted out instantly: "You actually want Carlos to be your Four Horsemen?"

Tian Qi showed an inscrutable smile and said, "It depends on his ability."

in the middle of the night,

The phoenix girl Qin Gray had a nightmare. In the nightmare, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and the volcano erupted...

Her ability was out of control, and the entire academy began to shake, even the house began to shake violently.

Professor Charles suddenly woke up from his sleep.

"Don't worry, everyone is fine, I have already asked Hank to take care of the children!"

Magneto pushed open the door, turned on the light, and walked in from the small living room outside without haste.

There was still a hint of admiration for Qin in his tone: "This should be Qin's out-of-control power, the power is very powerful! She must have had a nightmare, you have to go and wake her up..."

Professor Charles felt relieved after seeing his calm expression.

This time, he did not refuse Magneto's help, and was carried directly into the wheelchair, and said worriedly: "But I have never seen her lose control like this... In the past few years, she has always controlled her power very well."

"You'll know when you go and have a look."

Magneto took a small blanket, put it on the professor's lap, and patted his arm comfortingly, saying, "Don't worry, I'm here."

Professor Charles raised his head, under the long eyelashes, the deep blue eyes stared at Magneto: "Eric, although we used to be hostile, you have always been my best friend. Every time you say that I was very touched at the time.”

He paused, suddenly laughed, and said quietly: "But every time, I know that one day, you will leave me again, just like you left me with Ruiwen before."

Magneto smiled.

He leaned down and whispered in his ear, "But as long as you're here, I'll always come back, Charles."

"I dreamed of the end of the world."

After being woken up by Professor Charles, Qin said that her face was pale, cold sweat was still oozing from her forehead, and her eyes were full of horror: "Death is everywhere..."

"It was just a dream." Charles said comfortingly, "I was also tortured by certain voices..."

He said patiently and gently from beginning to end: "Countless people's encounters, pain, and their secrets, everyone will be afraid of things they don't understand, but one day, you will grow strong enough, at that time, you I won't be afraid anymore."

His tone was very firm and very convincing.

Qin looked at him, and slowly, under his comfort, gradually calmed down.

After a while, when Charles walked out of Jean's room, he saw a bunch of people standing in the corridor, Magneto, Beast Hank, Cyclops Scott, Wolverine Logan, Iceman, Fireman, and so on. And Carlos hugging a pillow...

"Is Jean okay?" Scott asked concerned.

"It's nothing, I've fallen asleep again." Professor Charles replied, "Go back and rest, it's nothing."

Scott glanced worriedly at Jean's bedroom, hesitant to leave.

Wolverine, smoking his cigar, reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

After the two looked at each other, they didn't know what kind of tacit agreement they had reached, and they left first one after the other.

Seeing this, the others also went back to their rooms one after another.

Magneto also pushed Charles' wheelchair and planned to go back to sleep.

Carlos ran over and grabbed Professor Charles' arm: "I'm having a nightmare too, Charles."

Professor Charles was taken aback, but couldn't help laughing, and asked jokingly, "Did you dream of the end of the world, just like Qin?"

"No, I dreamed that I was in a dark place..." Carlos frowned and said, "It's very dark."

Magneto sneered: "How old are you, are you still afraid of the dark?"

"I want to sleep with you."

Carlos ignored him, but stubbornly pulled Professor Charles and said, "Like when I was a child, I will sleep with you, and if you hug me, I won't be afraid."

Professor Charles was a little surprised.

But with his keen mental ability, he told himself that Carlos didn't lie this time, he really had a nightmare just now.

"Ok."

Finally, he thought for a while and agreed: "Then come and sleep with me!"

Carlos cheered, embraced the pillow, and happily ran towards Professor Charles' room.

Professor Charles smiled helplessly, pushed the wheelchair by himself, and caught up with Carlos.

There was only Magneto left in the corridor, who hadn't climbed into the bed so far and could only sleep on the sofa.

Metal coins shuttled freely between his five fingers, and he really wanted to give Carlos a coin through his brain.