Mutants' Daily Life [Comprehensive British and American]

Rashen

After a few days,

When the legendary great and noble (pretending to be gods and ghosts) native Egyptian god-the sun god Ra officially appeared in front of the people, Stormy Ororo and her group of local aboriginal people all knelt down and shouted "La". God's name.

Only Carlos stood aside with his arms folded and his face stern.

He was temporarily wearing a pair of shabby plastic glasses that Stormy found out from somewhere, but his face showed an unfathomable but disapproving look, and he secretly slandered: "How big a scene should I be?" , That’s how the relationship is! Make some aperture, phantom or something to fool people, this pretense is too low! I think back then, when our sun god Apollo appeared on the stage, it was like a super big light bulb, emitting a radiant light ..."

Of course, although the effect is not very good in his opinion.

But the natives of Egypt (who have never seen the world) seem to be very fond of this. They prostrated devoutly while chanting difficult ancient Egyptian prayers.

Carlos and Hermes learned Egyptian in everyday language, so they didn’t understand it at all, and they only guessed that it should be praising the sun god and praying for safety by the way.

"Welcome to Egypt, son of the exotic beauty god," said the mysterious sun god.

'I probably don't get along well with all the sun gods. '

Carlos thought to himself: 'I always feel that the main god of Egypt is a bit weird. '

He held up the glasses with his hand, trying to take a closer look, but the broken glasses that Ororo sent someone to find temporarily, might have been dropped on the ground, and someone stepped on them, one of the temples was missing, and the lens It is also tattered, and looking through things is hazy, and this Egyptian god seems to like the light and shadow effects, plus the mixed sound effects, neither the appearance nor the voice can be seen or heard clearly .

Carlos was speechless and muttered a lot of complaints in his heart, but thinking that he was still in the territory of other gods, he still managed to give some responses politely on the surface, but tried his best to raise a little bit of dissatisfaction without losing his identity as a god : "I'm also very happy to be here, Egypt is very beautiful. It's just that the way you invite me to be a guest next time can be more polite, it would be great."

"I can apologize to you, Son of the Goddess of Beauty from a foreign land."

The Sun God seemed to be very kind and said: "If you feel that you have been neglected, please give me a chance to redeem after this incident, and I will host a grand banquet to entertain you."

"You mean after that?"

"Yes, Son of the God of Beauty in a foreign land, I need your help."

Carlos raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Holding his glasses with his fingers, he tried again to see the sun god in front of him clearly, but only saw a phantom, and asked hesitantly, "You should know my ability, right?"

"Of course, the god of future reproduction worthy of respect."

"Then you are looking for me...could it be...to have children, the next generation?"

"...No." The sun god seemed a little stunned.

After a while, he said: "It's another matter, I want to use your 'birth' power."

"If I can do it, and it's not a bad thing." Carlos thought about it for a while, and replied politely without being too serious.

"I believe in your ability, just as dazzling as your beautiful appearance in front of me." There seemed to be a slight smile in the tone of the sun god.

Carlos was immediately pleased by the praise.

Because of the face control attribute of the gods on Mount Olympus, they basically exaggerate their appearance, so that is really a very nice sentence.

He wanted to smile smugly, but felt that it was too detrimental to his dignity as a god, so he could only hold back his lips and tried to pretend to be serious.

But in his heart, he still thought happily: "These Egyptians are so straightforward, they talk nonsense all day long, and they are not ashamed!"However, no matter how much you boast, I won't like you. Who doesn't know that your Egyptian gods are all animal gods.Especially you, the sun god, it is said that there are several images, but you can forget about the human body with the head of an eagle. What the hell is the human body with the beetle head? '

He's thinking wildly here.

The Sun God over there seemed to not want to go around in circles any more, and directly asked straight to the point: "I hope you can help me revive my High Priest—Imorton."

"You guys, can't you use the "Black Book of the Dead" to resurrect him?" Carlos immediately asked strangely.

"The "Black Book of the Dead" can only summon the soul of a person, but it cannot repair the wear and tear in it."

The sun god replied: "After Imerton betrayed me, he lost the protection of the gods, and his soul wandered on the road to the underworld for thousands of years. It was devoured by the dark race and was no longer complete. Summoned to the human world, it is nothing more than a lunatic."

"Then what can I do for you?"

"I hope you can recite the "Black Sutra of the Dead" and restore his soul through your divine power, so that he can be completely revived." God Ra said: "As a reward, you can take away the "Golden Sun Sutra" .”

Carlos was a little moved. Different from the bad feeling given to him by "The Black Book of the Dead", this golden "Sun Golden Book" feels much better. It looks like the kind of perfect tonic pill.

Before that, however, one has to be cautious.

After thinking about it, he asked, "I have a few questions. If you don't offend me, I hope you can answer me."

Ra God nodded: "You can ask."

"The first question, do you know why the "Black Book of the Dead" in the museum appeared under my pillow? The second question, why did you resurrect Imerton even though he betrayed you? , You don’t need to answer this question. The last question is, why don’t you resurrect him yourself, or seek help from other gods, for example, the goddess Isis who is in charge of life and health on your side, instead ask someone like me from A foreign god?"

After the sun god was silent for a while, he replied: "I played the Black Book of the Dead. This book is also called the Book of the Dead. I need to find a god with the opposite power—the power of life to help me. I, so, I used it to conduct some simple tests on you. As for, why not come by yourself, or find Isis... You probably don't know, most of the gods in Egypt have fallen into a permanent sleep, and after waking up The date is unknown, and the goddess Isis is no exception. For nearly a thousand years, I have been the only god who has awakened. As for the choice to resurrect Imerton, it is because I have just awakened and I need a high priest to rebuild the temple for me, but the current priest ..."

He stopped just right, and let Carlos figure out the 'truth of the matter' by himself.

Carlos thought about it. According to the occasional chat between Hermes and him when he was on Mount Olympus, he vaguely mentioned the similarities and differences between several gods.

To sum it up: the Nordic gods believe in their innate power more, and like to hone their own force and divine power to fight; the Greek gods also have innate power, but because of their comfortable life (like leisure and hate work), they will occasionally be lazy. Using mortal beliefs to increase some power, so they will also have internal strife, competing for mortal beliefs and offerings, but the most essential core of divine power is still their own; only the Egyptian pantheon is an existence that relies entirely on people's beliefs.

Therefore, in Egypt, whether the power of the gods is strong or not, and the status of the gods often change with the changes of the people's beliefs.

For example, the sun god Ra in front of me was just an ordinary god in the Egyptian pantheon during the second dynasty. Until the beginning of the fifth dynasty, more and more people believed in him. , so that he came from behind and officially became the supreme god of Egypt.

Later, with the rise of the Roman Empire, Jehovah's Christianity began to crazily grab the market.

Due to some reasons, many gods in Egypt began to gradually lose believers, and after their power was weakened, they collectively fell into a deep sleep.

But it's like a vicious cycle.

Because of the weakening of the divine power, he fell into a deep sleep; but after falling into a deep sleep, he could not gather believers again and absorb the faith; thus, the divine power weakened more and more, and he slept for a longer period of time.

Carlos couldn't help thinking slightly contemptuously in his heart: "No wonder he didn't do it himself, the power of the sun god, I'm afraid that there is not much left in the long thousand-year sleep, right?" '

He couldn't help guessing even more.

For example, this god has just woken up from a deep sleep and is eager to restore its former glory.And the Egyptian gods need the power of faith to strengthen themselves.However, in today's society, it is almost impossible for people to be as devout as they used to be.

The most urgent task, then, is to redevelop the faith.

However, as a god, he can't run to engage in pyramid schemes, Amway, and cults by himself.

At this time, there is an urgent need for a high priest who speaks for himself and preaches.

Regrettably, the former priests all belonged to the underworld, and it is not known where they were reincarnated for a long time.

But nowadays, many priests who claim to be the God of Ra have completely lost the ability of the priests in the past to "communicate with the gods, lend their bodies to the gods, and perform miracles". They usually just study and study literature materials. Be a scholar.Therefore, this god despises such a useless candidate...

So, he picked and picked, and finally decided to use the High Priest Imogen, who had betrayed him before and was betrayed again now, but was indeed very capable.

After thinking that I want to understand these things.

Carlos felt: "It seems...it's nothing to do a favor, not to mention that there is a reward, so it should be regarded as helping international friends!" '

'Who told me to be a kind and good god! ' he thought contentedly.

Then, Carlos raised his head proudly and asked, "How to do it? As long as I recite the spell according to the "Black Book of the Dead", will it be fine?"

The Egyptian god said with a smile again: "Yes, it's that simple."

This conversation, or the deal, was simply settled like that.

They finally agreed that when the first rays of the sun pierced the night tomorrow, they would be here to revive the High Priest of Emerton.

That night,

"Ra god likes you very much."

Beside the campfire, Ororo said softly, and wiped Carlos's face with his eyes closed with a slightly wet towel, and wiped his hands carefully: "When he talks to you, he always He has a pleasant face and seems to have laughed several times."

"Oh, do you like me too?" Carlos raised his chin slightly and asked.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and Ororo didn't speak.

But soon, Carlos heard a rubbing sound of clothes touching, she seemed to stand up, stopped in place for a few seconds, and then suddenly leaned over...

A soft kiss was gently printed on his cheek.

[... Egyptian women... are so immodest! ] Carlos covered his face and secretly laughed.

"You are the first person to talk to me like this...everyone is afraid of me...afraid that my abilities will hurt them."

Ororo repeated softly: "They call me the Storm Goddess, and pray that I will bless them with my power, but they are afraid of me and stay away from me."

"Are you a fool?"

Carlos reprimanded him not very politely: "It's like a big and beautiful black pearl, but it always wants to mix itself into a bunch of inferior plastic beads, and I feel sad and wronged. I am sad why I don't get along with the inferior plastic beads. Plastic beads look the same. You are so stupid. You were stupid before, but now, after meeting such an excellent man as me, isn’t it enough to realize? There is no future in mixing with plastic beads, but you are pretty. You can hang out with me in the future! I will lead you to X Academy to meet more and better people, and you can have a good meal together, but before you eat, let me choose first."

He ramblingly began to pull Ororo and talk about one thing after another.

In the end, it became Memories x Academy.

He snapped his fingers and counted his friends, Scott is the most rigid; Jean smiles every day without saying a word; Kurt is the most obedient and simple; Warren looks elegant, but when he really loses his temper, he will be very difficult to deal with ;When Burning John is bored, Doudou will be very interesting;

If he opened his eyes now, he could see Ororo's beautiful eyes glistening with tears, and a yearning and happy smile on his face.

They talked side by side all night.

When the first rays of sunlight appeared, Ororo woke up first.

She gently pushed Carlos, who was sleeping in her arms, to wake up.

Carlos got up sleepily.

After Ororo helped him clean up a little bit, he let him board a high platform that was built overnight.

Carlos held the "Black Book of the Dead" and stood on the broken platform. Right in front of him was a pair of dirty, ugly, and eye-damaging mummy. The natives gathered in a circle with serious faces and knelt down devoutly.

If the stage can be replaced with an adult stick, the atmosphere should be pretty good.

But with Douding standing on top, the painting style of the dark cult has instantly become much cuter.

However, Carlos hadn't woken up at this time, and in a daze, he just instinctively pressed his hand on the cover of "The Black Book of the Dead".

What I want to say here is that if mortals want to open the two books "Black Book of the Dead" and "Golden Book of the Sun", they must have a key.

But for the gods, it doesn't matter whether they have a key or not. Divine power is the best fingerprint identification code.

Therefore, just as Carlos input his divine power, he heard a crisp click.

He froze for a moment, feeling as though... a little too easy.

Ororo stood beside him, turned his head and asked in concern, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Carlos quickly replied indifferently.

Then he opened the book.

"My Zeus... why is it so long, how long does it take to read, it's so annoying!" He complained in a childish voice.

Although the expression was full of reluctance, he still kept his promise and read: "...he walks slowly in the shadow of the day, I am the master of those who rise from death... the sun appears, and I am the master, the sky The door to the earth is about to open, gather bones like dust, connect the returned limbs, shake off the dust of the thousand-year curse together, fly through the darkness, and see the light again... Forgive your sins, rise from death, and be reborn from the ground .Bodies on the ground, souls underground, come, your master is here!"

When Carlos read the first sentence, the wind in the whole of Egypt seemed to stop for a moment at this moment, and the air was tensely stagnant; halfway through the reading, there was a sudden strong wind, flying sand and rocks, and the natives who were piously kneeling were shocked. Hu screamed and ran away. Unfortunately, he was swept away by the wind, and then fell down heavily, screaming...

Ororo hurriedly used his own ability to fix his body first, and turned around to protect Carlos, but was surprised to find that the others were blown up and down, but the boy standing on the high platform was as stable as Mount Tai, motionless.

Moreover, his expression has also changed, it is no longer the previous casualness, and it is no longer the lively and innocent last night, but expressionless, solemn and almost godlike.

He seemed to have been completely immersed in the spell of the "Black Book of the Dead".

Ororo subconsciously looked at him with some concern.

The situation became more and more strange. As time passed, Carlos seemed to have lost consciousness of his surroundings, and he was just muttering those mysterious spells...

Before that, he was always worried that the broken plastic glasses would fall off and cause trouble to others with his unlucky ability, so he always stretched out his fingers unconsciously to support the frame.

But from the time he started reading the mantra, as he got more and more absorbed, the plastic glasses fell to the ground, and in the gust of wind just now, they were blown away and disappeared without a trace.

After reading all the mantras.

Beginning from the "Black Book of the Dead", layers of darkness spread rapidly toward the distance like a spreading carpet; at the same time, layers of bright golden ripples gradually emerged on Carlos' body, like raging waves. The sea waves surged out, black and gold go hand in hand, running towards the horizon of the rising sun...

Between the black and the gold, between the sky and the earth, an invisible curtain was slowly opened.

No one paid any attention to the bald mummy that gradually began to change back into a human form. Everyone raised their heads and looked into the distance.

"God La!"

Ororo stared dumbfounded at the mirage-like situation in front of him, those strange cities, and strange monsters and ghosts.

"This is the twelve kingdoms of the underworld on the way to the underworld of Osiris Tribunal! God Ra! He opened the road to the undead in Egypt's underworld..."

An aborigine shouted excitedly in Arabic: "That sleeping...is the giant serpent Apophis!"

"What twelve kingdoms of the underworld, what Apophis?"

Ororo looked at everything in front of him in horror: "Carlos, no... no, didn't you say you want to resurrect the High Priest Immorton?"

But Carlos couldn't answer her at all.

He felt that the power in the "Black Book of the Dead" and his own divine power were competing with each other, and entangled with each other, and then they rushed into an unknown place after the curtain was opened.

The power in his body leaked out, and his face soon turned pale.

At this time, even if there are no glasses to block him, his ability will not work, because his body is like a balloon with a hole pierced, and all the power leaks out towards that hole.

The clever Ororo quickly noticed that Carlos's situation seemed a little bad.

She nervously wanted to fly up to the high platform, but worried about hindering Carlos.

At this time, an elegant male voice sounded: "It's really interesting. The collision of the forces of life and death has such a wonderful effect. It's really worthwhile to come to the atrium this time."

Ororo turned his head anxiously, and saw a familiar tall and thin figure standing not far away, looking at everything in front of him with interest.

Her eyes lit up, as if seeing a savior, she rushed over: "God La, what's going on? Help Carlos, Carlos..."

"Hey, are you in a hurry?"

"Yes."

"You've only been together for a few days, and you're worried about him?"

"……Yes."

"It's really kind." The man spread his hands with a half-smile, "Unfortunately, I don't know what to do."

"You don't know?" Even Ororo, who has always believed in the God of Ra, was dumbfounded.

She looked blankly at Carlos, whose face was as pale as a piece of paper, and then at the god in front of her: "What about Carlos? Can the high priest be resurrected smoothly..."

"Shh, good girl!"

The man put his index finger on his lips, and his bright eyes gleamed with a sly light: "That, in fact, it's all made up to lie to you."

Ororo was dumbfounded.

Her hands trembled violently, her face turned blue, she lost control of her abilities for a moment, thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and dark clouds filled the sky.

"You are not God Ra!"

Ororo gritted his teeth and asked word by word: "Then who are you?"

"Look, it's out." The man ignored her questioning, and suddenly looked into the distance in surprise and said.

"What?" Ororo turned his head subconsciously, and saw a golden light appearing from the 'Road of the Dead', and then across the sky...

The next moment, the man who was standing in front of her had disappeared.

At the same time, Carlos, who was standing on the high platform, finally fell down, and the "Black Book of the Dead" closed with a 'snap'.

The mummy high priest under the table also successfully woke up, with a bewildered expression on his face.

However, no one paid him any attention at the moment.

At this time, the man who pretended to be the God of Ra stretched out his hand, and he grabbed a touch of gold in the palm of his hand.

Then, his figure flashed, reappeared on the high platform, and picked up the closed "Black Book of the Dead".

Ororo hastily used his abilities and the power of the wind to catch up. With a wave of his hand, he struck a bolt of lightning with a 'click' and said sharply, "Stay away from Carlos."

"I didn't intend to touch him." The man immediately raised his hands in cooperation, and stepped back with a smile.

Ororo ran over in a hurry, picked up Carlos, and went to check his condition.

However, Carlos didn't have the slightest wound on his body, he just lay there, like a dead body that was still breathing, dying, his face pale, motionless...

"I'll give you a piece of advice. If you don't want him to remain weak like this, put that "Sun Golden Sutra" with him. After he regains some consciousness, he will naturally know how to save himself."

The man reminded with a kind look.

Ororo looked at him suspiciously, not knowing whether to believe it or not.

The man smiled chicly and disappeared from her eyes again.

Under the protection of Ororo, Carlos slept for half a month before waking up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he was dazzled by a big bald head: "Who are you?"

The bald high priest knelt down in front of him respectfully, and said in ancient Egyptian, "It was you who summoned me, revered god."

"That bastard, God didn't take you away?" Carlos opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

The bald-headed high priest remained silent, with a bitter and bitter expression on his face of "no one wants me, and no god wants me".

At this time, Ororo raised the tent and said in surprise, "Carlos, you're awake!"

Carlos was startled, and subconsciously blocked his eyes: "Don't look...huh?"

He faintly realized something, turned his head and asked the bald high priest: "Do you...do you feel uncomfortable?"

The bald high priest shook his head blankly.

Carlos sensed his body carefully, and found that the divine power was like a dry river, although there were still slight streams occasionally emerging.

But in a short period of time, there is no way to be as powerful as before, and it is almost uncontrollable.

'Fortunately, it's not a bad thing. '

Carlos, who didn't have much ambition, thought about it and didn't care.

Ororo came over, told him what happened that day apologetically, relayed what the man said, and handed him the "Sun Golden Scripture".

Carlos thought about it thoughtfully, and guessed that this "Sun Golden Scripture" might help him recover his divine power?

He carefully opened the "Sun Golden Scripture" with divine power, and a note suddenly fell from inside lightly.

He opened it and saw smoke from his seven orifices.

It reads: [The priest will send you, as the reward for this time.By the way, tell Eros that the arrows from the "Sun Jinjing" have been paid off, and the debts are paid off, and there is no default on each other! ] "Fuck you for not defaulting on each other! It turns out that you plotted against me, you bastard Loki!"

at the same time,

Asgard is full of lively and festive scenes.

This day is the birthday of Thor, the eldest son of the Lord God Odin and the most beloved prince by the people.

Holding the hammer, Saul passed through the cheers and warm blessings of the gods generously, and returned to the palace.

He walked all the way through the long corridor, intending to find his narrow-minded younger brother who has an awkward personality and has disappeared until now.

When he came to the door of Rocky's room, he pushed the door open without hesitation, and shouted casually, "Brother, don't you come to wish me well for my birthday?"

"Bless you, brother."

Loki turned his head and showed a happy smile: "If it is later, I will rush over. Because, I have been busy preparing gifts for you. See, do you like it?"

He grabbed a box and threw it over with all his might, a boyish smug look flashed in his bright green eyes.

Sol easily caught the box, gave him a surprised look, and immediately said moved: "So you are busy preparing gifts for me, I thought you were having trouble with me again. I still remember one time, I said You are like a little girl, you have hated me for a whole year..."

Loki: ...please shut up please.

Sol didn't notice his younger brother's instantly stiff face.

As he spoke, he took the box and opened it, and found a scorpion-shaped bracelet made of gold, which was rough and exotic: "Hey, the style of this bracelet is a bit novel, it doesn't look like it's from Asgard."

"Of course, this is the death bracelet from another world."

Loki knew that Thor was arrogant by nature and had no interest in other worlds, so he didn't explain that world much, but instead talked about the purpose of the bracelet: "It can open a road to the undead and dispatch Anubi, the god of death from another world. Si's army! With it, brother, when you fight, you will have many helpers, like a tiger with wings!"

Saul looked at him sideways with a strange expression on his face.

Loki got excited and couldn't help showing off: "Do you know how I got it for you, brother? I pretended to be the sun god of that world, but in fact, the god of that world has long been asleep. Then, he tricked a little fool into using his divine power as a sacrifice to reopen the road to the underworld..."

"Loki." Thor yelled helplessly.

"What? Oh, although I lied to him, I gave him enough benefits afterwards. Don't worry, my righteous brother, I still have a sense of propriety in doing things."

Loki explained with a smile.

"No, Loki."

Thor put his hand on Loki's shoulder and said, "You don't understand, the real strength is your own strength, not the strength of relying on external forces."

After finishing speaking, he nonchalantly threw the death bracelet that Loki managed to get back on the bed.

He said disdainfully and proudly: "Our warriors of Asgard, when will we need to rely on the army of other gods! Loki, if you are not my brother, I will think you are insulting me."

"No, I'm not, brother."

Rocky said eagerly: "Brother, you are my elder brother and my best friend. We grew up together. Maybe sometimes, I will be jealous of you. But never doubt that I love you. This gift, I It took me a long time to prepare, and I spent a lot of time investigating and researching..."

"Stop it! Loki, I know it all."

Sol patted him on the shoulder, smiled boldly and intimately and said, "But, don't worry about the gift or not. Standing here is my best gift. Come and drink with me later."

Loki was startled, and just showed a slightly touched expression.

When Saul was about to leave, he turned around and added: "Remember to go to the Hall of Valor to play more in the future, don't think about it by yourself all day, pondering some unreliable methods, juggling can't make you change powerful."

'Damn it, that's no trick!Stupid Saul, I am obviously clever to play around with everyone! '

Loki's face darkened instantly.

He looked at the bracelet of death thrown by Sol on the bed, pursed his lips and sulked: the baby is unhappy, it needs to be kissed to get better. jpg (don't believe it).

On the other side, Carlos, who was trying to recover his divine power but hadn't achieved much, looked at his new high priest with his rare green eyes: "What did you just say?"

"Dear..."

"Come on, don't say the hymn, just keep it simple."

"Because I became your chief priest and believed in you to serve you, you also gave me back part of your divine power."

"Oh, what can you do then?"

Carlos, who had a dedicated priest for the first time, asked curiously.

"I can cast evil curses that make people sterile for life."

"It's quite evil... Please, after you go out, don't say that you believe in me, thank you."