Mutants' Daily Life [Comprehensive British and American]

Storm Goddess Ororo

"...If we discover any new situation, we will definitely notify you in time."

Hank held his glasses with his hands, with a gentle smile on his face, and the words "I'm easy to talk, I'm a good person, and I'm a good teacher" were written all over his body, and he politely greeted the policemen who came to "routine business" send away.

However, as soon as the door was closed, his face was covered with blue light, and the blue-haired lion's head was about to burst out of anger.

"Carlos—!"

Hank patiently dispersed all the students who were joining in the fun, and asked them to go back to their own rooms. They were really bored, so they went to the small water park in the hotel to play, and they were not allowed to go out for a short time.

Only then did he bring Scott, Jean and other insiders with him, and hurried back to Carlos' room.

"You won't believe me when I tell you..."

Carlos sat cross-legged on the bed, with a serious expression that almost swore to Tianmeng: "But I am absolutely innocent."

"Then why is it here!!"

The good-tempered Hank showed a rare aggressive posture, and threw the "Black Book of the Dead" on the bed.

"No no no... don't throw it on my bed anymore, it's so dirty!"

Carlos frowned uncontrollably, shrank back, and tried to stay away from that crap: "I really don't know anything, we all acted together yesterday! I swear, except for Apart from wanting to smash it occasionally, I never had any other thoughts... unless..."

"Unless what?" Hank pressed.

"Unless it finds out that I am brilliant and have a bright future, so it decides to do everything and risk its life to follow me."

Carlos said swearingly: "Really, sometimes objects also have spirituality. And as a god, in your life, you can always meet such unlovable but devout believers..."

"Hehe, do you think I'll believe it?" Hank had an expression of 'I hear you talking nonsense'.

"If you don't believe me, I can't help it."

Carlos simply lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and yelled directly: "I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm so weak, I can't speak..."

Kurt laughed out loud.

He hastily covered his mouth with his paws, but his tail was uncontrollable, dangling happily behind him.

In this way, there is no way to ask anything!

Hank also couldn't figure out whether Carlos really didn't know, or he was just pretending to be stupid. It would be nice if Professor Charles was there.

However, Charles took Alex to meet his old friend, that cia female agent Moira... By the way, what is a CIA agent going to Egypt to join in the fun when he has nothing to do?

"Recently, you are not allowed to go out and run around, and the "Black Book of the Dead" is also hidden. If this thing is discovered by the Egyptians, we will not be able to explain it." Hank could only remind him in detail.

At the beginning, he also wanted to secretly return this trouble, but the current situation is unclear, and he is not sure whether "returning" is the right choice, and Carlos's inexplicable and weakened physical condition...

Hank racked his brains, but couldn't think of a way to get the best of both worlds, so he decided to observe and observe first, and then proceed to the next step.

At this time, he had to admit that he was still a researcher at heart, and he might not be able to deal with the bear kid. He could only hope that Professor Charles would come back to preside over the overall situation soon...

Wait, he seems to have discovered something... how it seems... Carlos will make trouble every time the professor is away?

Thinking of this, he looked over suspiciously again, feeling more and more that Carlos had done this himself.

Suddenly, he heard a strange noise, looked around, but there was nothing, so he turned his head and asked everyone: "Did you hear anything?"

The students present held back their laughter, nodded in unison, and replied in unison: "I heard it."

"What?" Hank was a little confused.

The kindest nightcrawler, Kurt, pointed to the bed.

He kindly told him with a little joy: "Teacher, Carlos is snoring... He usually sleeps so peacefully, which is very rare. Look, how cute."

"..." Hank was speechless for a while, 'He is snoring, Kurt, why are you so happy? '

He turned his head tired, not wanting to see the strangely excited expression of Nightcrawler, but he could not help but muttered, "Is he a pig? He can fall asleep just by closing his eyes?"

"Probably... it's really uncomfortable." Warren said as he walked over gently, closed the window, and drew the curtains.

Because the body structure is different from the lightness of ordinary people, when he walked around the room, he was quiet and did not make a sound. By the way, he explained to Carlos: "He usually doesn't sleep so fast, and he still sleeps. So familiar."

Everyone looked over subconsciously, and they were all stunned at the same time.

Before that, everyone knew that Carlos was born beautiful, just like he always "bragged", he was the son of the god of beauty.

Even he is addicted to sweets, and when he eats himself to the fattest, he is still a good-looking little fat man (although he does not know what method he used, and quickly lost weight).

But most of the time, he is alive and well, and he is young, so people only pay attention to his various rich expressions, while ignoring the beautiful face that carries the expressions.

At this time, he fell asleep peacefully, and there was only a peaceful and tranquil expression on his beautiful and delicate face.

It's really like being in heaven, a little angel sleeping soundly after playing, no, it should be a beautiful little angel... Just looking at it like this makes people feel happy in their hearts.

"It's so cute." Katie couldn't help but said, "I sometimes think it's good that he doesn't grow up."

Qin hooked her lips and laughed: "Don't let him hear it, otherwise, I will definitely have endless troubles with you."

Scott, who has always been hard-spoken and soft-hearted, took a step forward, carefully helped him pull up the quilt and said, "Let's go out and talk, so as not to wake him up."

Everyone naturally nodded in agreement, so they moved to Warren's room next door to continue the discussion.

"I still suspect that Carlos did this. Even if he didn't do it, it has something to do with him."

Hanke thought about it and said, "Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that after we visited the museum, the museum was stolen that night, and the things happened to be in Carlos's place."

"Mr. Hank, you don't know that although Carlos is messing around, he won't lie and deceive people."

Scott was the first to say negatively: "If he took it, he would admit it directly and not pretend to be stupid. Kurt, you and Carlos are in the same room. Did you notice anything unusual last night? "

"I don't know." Kurt looked confused.

He touched the cross on his chest anxiously, and flicked his tail behind him: "After I finished my prayer last night, I went to bed, and then I slept very soundly, and I didn't feel anything."

"You said you slept soundly?" Warren interrupted suddenly.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Kurt replied stupidly.

"How did you all sleep last night?" Warren didn't answer, but asked the people in the room.

"It's brightly lit outside, like it's daytime, so I slept late..." Bobby replied.

"Katie and I always feel that there is dust on the bed." Qin replied indirectly.

"Four o'clock in the morning..." John said with an irritable expression: "There is a bastard, play some pilgrimage music on the tweeter!"

Warren then turned to look at Kurt again: "I didn't sleep well either, and there was always a strange smell in the room."

"Probably... I'm not very picky?" Kurt tried to explain.

"Mutants have sharper facial features than ordinary people."

Hank interrupted suddenly and said, "Suddenly changed to a new environment. If you can really sleep like you said, it would be really... amazing!"

"So..." Kurt finally realized something, he looked around everyone: "Is there a problem last night?"

"Obviously," Scott replied.

Everyone became silent, but this matter was weird, and after much deliberation, they couldn't think of a reasonable explanation.

"It's gloomy today, isn't it going to rain?"

After a while, Qin broke the silence and said.

She stood up, looked out the window, and said to herself, "It's so strange, I remember the weather forecast said it would be sunny today."

"The weather, who can say for sure." Scott answered her casually, but subconsciously looked out the window.

Then, he adjusted his glasses involuntarily, because the weather outside, even through the red quartz lens, was not very clear, which was very surprising: "This sudden change... seems a bit exaggerated."

I saw that when I woke up early in the morning, the still sunny weather suddenly became cloudy.

The room seemed to become dark all of a sudden, the dark clouds seemed to be suppressed, and then, there was a rumbling thunder...

"A storm? Why didn't the weather report say that?"

Katie couldn't help sighing: "Fortunately, because of the "Black Book of the Dead", we didn't go out, otherwise we would definitely be drenched. The weather in Egypt is a bit too unpredictable, right?"

At this time, a bright bolt of lightning suddenly pierced the black night sky, and struck down with a click.

The sound was so loud that it seemed to explode in my ears!

"Carlos..."

Warren, who had the vision of a bird of prey, suddenly woke up: "That lightning! That lightning smashed into Carlos' room!"

Kurt froze for three seconds, then teleported over immediately.

As soon as he landed, he saw a silver-haired woman hugging Carlos, who was still asleep or unconscious, and was about to leave.

"Put him down!" Kurt yelled.

However, just as he was about to teleport over there, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck across the air. With his obvious lack of actual combat experience, he instinctively dodged hastily, but missed the best time to recover.

The silver-haired young woman has a pair of strange white pupils.

She held Carlos expressionlessly and flew into the air, and left calmly amidst the dark clouds and thunder.

"It's Ororo, Goddess of Storms!"

In the hotel, a waiter who happened to pass by downstairs raised his head inadvertently and shouted in horror.

Warren, who also saw this scene, was so distraught that he could no longer hide himself.

He tore off his coat and spread his wings recklessly. He first tried to catch up, but when he found that he couldn't catch up, he suddenly turned around from mid-air and swooped down like an eagle. The waiter who exclaimed violently pressed against the wall: "Tell me again, who is that woman?"

"Jin!" Scott called out very timely.

Qin immediately closed her eyes tacitly: "...There is no one around, and Warren is moving very fast, so no one should see... After Warren finishes asking, I will be responsible for erasing the waiter's memory."

"Mr. Hank, don't let idlers approach here." Scott continued to command calmly.

"Okay." Hank hurried downstairs, intending to find any reason, or simply pay, to seal the yard and prevent others from entering.