Mutants' Daily Life [Comprehensive British and American]

Look at the world of faces!

"Scott, I'm so hungry."

"Just be patient."

"I can't bear it."

"Then...how about thinking about something else and distracting yourself, for example, what about the person who ran naked just now?"

"It's been gone for a long time... Bare buttocks, running as fast as a rabbit. Scott, tell me, when are we going to go like this?"

"Persevere, when we meet someone, we can ask where this is, and then find a way to contact the professor to pick us up."

Scott was also tired and hungry, because he didn't change his clothes, and the clothes that fell into the water before were still crumpled and stuck to his body, and there was almost no comfortable place on his body.But his innate sense of responsibility made him keep trying to maintain his superficial calmness. There must be one of the two who can be stable, otherwise, what should we do next?

But in fact, he himself was only a middle school student, equally at a loss and helpless, but he kept comforting Carlos who was younger than him...

Carlos had already put away his wings at this time, leaving two holes in the back of his coat, which was not very nice.

But after he didn't have to run for his life, no matter how ugly his clothes were, he refused to show his ugly wings.

Scott agrees with that.

It has nothing to do with beauty and ugliness, but that he doesn't have special glasses now, so he can't open his eyes to check the surrounding environment and people in time.Therefore, he was afraid that if Carlos accidentally exposed his mutant identity in front of strangers, he would get into trouble again.Moreover, he was also worried that the people from the secret laboratory would catch up and take them back.

It can only be said that people who think too much will always be a little 'tired'.

Scott had countless thoughts in his head, worrying about the two of them, his head was about to explode, and he was exhausted physically and mentally.

Carlos was on the other side, but with his arms behind his head, he walked carefree in the sun and began to "report the name of the dish": "Black Forest Cake, Strawberry Cheese Cake, Blueberry Cookie Apple Pie, tiramisu chocolate, mango pudding crispy..."

It seems that except for his physical fatigue and hunger, he is like an outing.

"How do you know so many desserts?" Scott finally couldn't help asking curiously after hearing him talk about dozens of different desserts: "Is it impossible to have eaten all of them?"

"Don't you usually listen to lectures in class?"

Carlos immediately pointed at him righteously: "Say! Did you lose your mind when Charles was in class?"

Scott was a little confused: "I'm not distracted. The professor read Chapter 1 of "The Eternal King" to us last time. I remember it clearly."

"What "Eternal King"? Charles clearly read "One Hundred and Eight Desserts"!"

Carlos argued: "Charles taught me to write words by himself, and told me a very complicated sentence structure..."

"No, I clearly remember "The Eternal King", which tells the story of King Arthur. When get out of class was over, Katie forgot to take the book, and when she hurried back to get it, she didn't knock on the door, and went straight through the door."

"Did you dream about it? It's obviously "One Hundred and Eight Desserts"! Later, I went to Mrs. Maria and made a mango pudding according to the book... I really want to eat it."

Carlos swallowed, touched his deflated belly with his hands, then touched his face, and said sadly: "Oh, I'm so thin. Although I am handsome, I will definitely put Mrs. Maria I feel bad, she loves me so much..."

Scott: "...In short, the class you and I are in seems to be not the same class."

Although chatting can be a distraction, talking about food when you are hungry is not a distraction, but self-abuse.

But Carlos still insisted on self-abuse: "Scott, I am not interested in all topics except eating."

Fortunately, the two people's great luck has not disappeared since they fled.

Although they were not as fast as a 'naked running man', they managed to reach a small farm when the sun went down and it was dark.

When Carlos's hungry eyes glowed green, he shouted excitedly, "There are sheep, you can eat roast sheep", and at the same time he really wanted to pounce on a sheep, but Scott grabbed him by the collar in time : "What do you want to do? Are you kidding, it has an owner!"

The shepherds seem to have noticed something.

They gathered together one after another, roaring and barking at them, breaking the tranquility of this moment in an instant.

A minute later, an old man with all white hair and another burly guy with a pistol appeared in front of the two of them: "Today, we have so many guests, don't you think so, Logan? "

The man with a strong figure, comparable to a gym coach, nodded silently, and looked around vigilantly with sharp eyes.

However, when they noticed that there were only one big and one small children in front of them, the old man immediately put away his gun and showed a kind smile: "Boys, are you in trouble?"

Just as Scott was still thinking about how to answer the question politely, and looking for a reason to explain the current situation, Carlos shamelessly asked for something: "Yeah, I'm so hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

The old man first looked at the young half-year-old boy who was wearing a blindfold, seemed to be blind, and was ashamed of his companion's "shameless" answer, and then looked at the beautiful little boy in a mess, and couldn't help feeling soft-hearted. up.

He said gently: "We are having dinner, can you add one more, would you like to come to my house as a guest?"

"Hey, old Jim, you weren't so friendly to me before." The burly man named Logan suddenly put his hand on the old man's shoulder and said carelessly.

He seemed to be complaining, but his body stood in front of the old man in a delicate posture with a sense of protection, watching the two with implied vigilance.

Scott couldn't see, so naturally he didn't notice the difference.Moreover, he was still blushing for Carlos' behavior, and was speechless for a while.

Carlos raised his head, pointed at Logan, and exclaimed in surprise: "Ah, it's the streaking man!"

Logan's face darkened instantly.

"Are you sure? Don't talk nonsense, you might be wrong!" Scott couldn't see what was going on outside, worried that Carlos would point at people, and worried that he would make people angry and suffer, so he hurriedly added.

He tactfully tried to help people out: "He may have recognized the wrong person. Carlos, didn't you say that you were far away at the time, so you didn't see the face clearly?"

"But I can see the hairstyle clearly! I'm not mistaken, really!" Carlos completely failed Scott's painstaking efforts, and said very directly and firmly: "Scott, you don't know, he has an interesting hairstyle. Look Once, you can remember it firmly, because it seems like two cat ears."

"That's what the wind blows!! Not cat ears!"

Logan's face darkened even more.

He clenched his fists, feeling a little itchy between his fingers, and the steel claws were about to move.

The white-haired old Jim laughed loudly: "Cat ears hahaha, I don't think so, it really looks a bit like it. Logan, do you still have a childlike innocence?"

He waved Logan's hand away, took a step forward, waved at the two children, and turned around to say hello, "Okay, okay, everyone, come in, finish your meal first and then talk about other things."

Carlos cheered immediately, left Scott without hesitation, ran towards Old Jim, and asked shamelessly, "What do we have to eat?"

"A lot." Completely different from the guard against Logan, the old man seemed very happy with Carlos' enthusiastic response.

He showed a very kind smile, took the little hand of the child, and went home happily like a pair of grandparents and grandchildren.

When being pushed away, Logan seemed to want to move, but hesitated for a second, and finally let go of his clenched fist helplessly.

He gritted his teeth holding his breath, wanting to bite into something, such as a cigar.

Then, he glanced back at the blind boy, and said angrily, "Follow me, kid."

However, after he finished speaking, he stood there motionless, neither helping nor reminding, just squinting his eyes and staring at Scott to see what he would do.

Although Scott is usually very gentle, his temper is actually very twisted. He turned his head slightly to listen, and found that he could hear neither footsteps nor any reminders, so he pursed his lips silently and did not open his mouth to seek Help, stubbornly stretched out his hand, trying to move forward on his own.

At this time, Logan really confirmed that he really couldn't see, rather than pretending to be blind.

He strode forward suddenly and grabbed his collar.

The overly rough action made him stagger, and he said in a rough voice: "I don't care what you do, I warn you, don't cause trouble for old Jim."

Scott was so angry that he almost jumped up: Who is this person?Crazy!

"You..." But before he finished his angry words, he was dragged away by the collar of the other party.

The two of them chattered outside, and when they entered the house, Carlos, the real 'Boss', had already occupied the highest point of the house.

He sat at the head of the table, grabbing a piece of cream cake that came out of nowhere, and was devouring it. There was a milk mustache around his mouth, and there was a delicious pie on the plate in front of him. That kind-hearted The old woman was still heating the milk, she cut the chicken into small pieces with a smile, and brought it to him...

Logan keenly noticed that because of the change of seat, the half-eaten plate had been pushed aside desolately.

When Scott came in, the appearance of this gentle, handsome and blind half-year-old boy immediately attracted the kind old lady with strong sympathy.

Scott himself is a polite and good boy, but with a natural attitude, he was quickly treated warmly.

Only Logan, who was obviously the first to come, held his own plate in resentment, and was reduced to the point where he sat at the end of the table and no one cared about him.

When everyone finished eating, Carlos managed to get all the love of the hostess, and slept with the old couple in the master bedroom, maybe there was a bedtime story to listen to.

Scott also received a guest room treatment for his gentle and polite image.

Only Logan was sent directly to sleep in the barn.

"Tsk! Two little boys!"

Logan lay down on the wooden bed in the barn dismissively, and covered his body with a torn sheet.