Mutants' Daily Life [Comprehensive British and American]

abandoned carlos

Another normal day.

Imerton knelt on the ground with a respectful expression and a calm demeanor. He lowered his head without any discomfort, helping Carlos put on his shoes carefully as his life was getting more and more corrupt.

While working seriously, he also said in a tone that seemed to come from the heart: "God Carlos, you look very tall today."

Ororo, who was standing aside, immediately gave him a strange look, which probably meant, "High Priest, so you are such a high priest!" '!

But no matter how strong this gaze was, Imerton was completely unmoved.

Don't look at him alive and well, it seems miserable.

At that time, he was a high priest who was under one person and above ten thousand people. But anyone who can become a high priest, in addition to having a better background, stronger mana, and hard work, when he rises up from level to level, he can be a high priest. They have all experienced countless competitions.

In the competition, how to flatter the upper level without showing any trace, and suppress the lower level, he has some calculations in his heart.

Therefore, even though Ansuna and Ansuna lived and died behind the back of Pharaoh's love, before he was discovered by Pharaoh, he was also one of the most trusted people of Pharaoh.

What's more, he believes that there is no shame in serving the gods respectfully.

As for finding the preferences of the gods, it is not difficult.

Because the god in front of him is just a young innocent child who is full of emotions and anger. If he sees the right time and does what he likes, as long as he puts his heart into it, what's the problem?

In fact, if Carlos didn't like it, he could even use a hundred different tunes to sing long hymns to him every day with various rhetorical methods.

Anyway, he had made up his mind a long time ago and planned to attach himself to Carlos.

After all, in Egypt, he really had nowhere to go.

Those who commit serious crimes during their lifetime are cursed. After death, their soul wanders the path of the undead, and they are not allowed to enter the underworld. In other words, even if they successfully enter the underworld, they will be convicted of felony again.

Therefore, after finally surviving and meeting a potential stock worth investing in, he naturally doesn't mind using some means to firmly seize the opportunity (hugging his thigh) for a better life in the future.

So, his expression was pious, as if he had witnessed the miracle of 'this seedling less than 1.7 meters in front of him grew into a towering tree overnight'.

Sure enough, Carlos was elated when he heard it, and he said in agreement, "Yeah, you read that right, I must have grown taller again!"

Ororo looked at him in disbelief, "It's fine for the high priest to flatter you, Carlos, even if you don't have knowledge, you have to have common sense, right?"Believe it?You are just a little bean, from what angle can you tell you are tall? '

Carlos directly classified Ororo's gaze as an admiring gaze, and felt that the day when he would become a tall and handsome male god was not far away!

Now, I can't wait to go back to X Academy and show off to everyone.

"Orolo, can we arrive in Cairo tomorrow?" He then turned to ask Storm.

"If all goes well, we can arrive in the afternoon." Ororo gave up thinking about the previous question, and after thinking for a while, he replied.

Before Carlos fainted on the stage, she was flustered and carried him back to the indigenous tribe she was in for cultivation. However, this tribe is in the opposite direction from Cairo. Now that Carlos woke up, he had to go slowly. back to catch up.

So, at present, the three of them are riding camels, sleeping in the desert from time to time, on their way back to Cairo.

"Great!"

Carlos said happily: "When you get back to Cairo, you all go back to X Academy with me! It's very good there, and everyone is also good. Ororo, you can enroll and attend lectures, Emerton... um, Look back and see what you can do, I can't think about it now."

"As long as I can serve by your side, no matter what I do, I will be happy."

Emerton put his hands on his chest, bowed slightly and said, with a beautiful and sincere tone.

Carlos accepted the other party's confession very naturally, and nodded in agreement.

Although he has never had a priest before, he still knows a little about how the other gods of Mount Olympus get along with priests. You don’t have to think too much about the priest’s praise, service, and confession, because these believers It's that gross.

For example, Kurt the Nightcrawler would bluntly say something like 'I love Jesus' when he is free, so at this time, as long as he accepts it without being shy.

Besides, he is a real god, no matter how many compliments he has, he is worthy of it.

"God Carlos?"

Imerton suddenly whispered his name, his unique voice with a little ancient Egyptian accent, and every time he called Carlos, it had a unique rhythm, as if singing.

"what's up?"

When Carlos is happy, he is easier to talk to.

"Will you allow your loyal servant to bring some more helpers from here and go with you?" asked Imerton.

"Helper?" Carlos was a little confused: "You didn't come back from Hades, what helper do you have?"

"When I was high priest in an Egyptian temple, I had some monks in my entourage."

Imerton replied cautiously: "With my mana, I can summon them...Although they have limited talents, they can still do errands and do odd jobs. Bringing them along will definitely serve you better."

"Running errands, oh, then take it with you." Carlos always didn't care about chores, so he agreed casually without thinking too much.

However, the next morning.

Carlos felt that he was cheated again.

In front of the tent where the three of them slept last night, a row suddenly appeared, standing neatly, with more than 20 mummified skeleton frames, and their skeletons were still hung with rotten cloth and mud.

When Carlos came out of the tent, more than 20 skeletons turned their heads to look at him, scaring him almost into the sky.

The skeletons didn't seem to notice their new god, they were already frightened, and they tried very diligently to come over.

That kind of bent over walking posture is really eye-catching.

Carlos yelled, "Stop!"

The skeleton mummies stopped together, looked at each other humanly, and then knelt down meekly.

However, when he lowered his head, several skeleton heads fell off with a weak cracking.

Several skeletons hurriedly stretched out their skeleton arms and grabbed their heads back.There was also a skeleton head, which rolled far away. The skeleton was lying on the ground pitifully and groping back and forth. It was another skeleton who kindly kicked the head and kicked the head back, which ended the farce.

Then, the skulls that lost their heads knelt down again, without pressing their heads back, they just hugged them like they were hugging a watermelon, and continued to put on an 'I'm very docile' posture.

"What the hell is this tm!"

Carlos screamed in disarray: "Imorton!! Imogen!!!"

A gust of yellow sand was blown by the wind, and when it landed, it turned into Emerton.

He hurried over and asked respectfully, "What's the matter, God Carlos?"

After noticing the pile of skeleton mummies, he showed a look of sudden realization.

"This is what I mentioned to you yesterday... my former monks."

While introducing it carefully, he added a few words of explanation: "Although they are not very good-looking, they can better protect you."

"Isn't this pretty?! This is simply ugly!!!"

Carlos stomped his feet angrily: "I don't want it, it's ugly and dirty!"

"You can order them to take a bath," Imerton suggested in a low voice.

"It's so ugly! It's so ugly! It's embarrassing to take it out after washing it!" Carlos continued to shout.

The more than 20 skeleton mummies seemed to be aware of being rejected, raised their heads hastily, and eagerly took a few steps forward.

As a result, they accidentally bumped into each other, and several of them fell apart on the spot...

"...That's it, you still protect me?" Carlos said numbly, pointing to the broken skeleton mummy.

Immorton knelt down immediately, without saying a word of excuse, and admitted his mistake very simply: "I'm sorry, God Carlos, I will let them leave now."

"Go, go!" Carlos said angrily, waving his hands away.

Imerton then stood up and yelled a few times in ancient Egyptian.

More than 20 skeleton mummies bent their skeletons and stood up unsteadily. They paused for a second, and their upper body skeletons leaned forward for a while, as if they wanted to put on a begging posture, but a few bones snapped off again.

Emerton secretly looked at Carlos' face, and found that although the child had a disgusted expression of 'Oh my god, it's so horrible', there was obviously a hint of hesitation in his facial expression.

Emerton had a little idea in mind, so he continued to use ancient Egyptian language to bombard the group of skeleton mummies more roughly, which probably meant to stop dawdling, get out!God Carlos thinks you are too ugly!Useless!Get out!

The group of skeleton mummies had no choice but to pick up the bones as quickly as possible, and turned to leave.

After taking a step, they looked back with nostalgia. They obviously didn't have any expression, but a pile of tattered skeletons created a desolate atmosphere like being driven out of the house, homeless, and refugees for no reason.

The more Carlos looked at it, the angrier he became, and the more angry he became, the more uncomfortable he felt. Finally, he couldn't help shouting: "Okay, okay, don't go!"

He pursed his lips and gritted his teeth, with a particularly aggrieved expression, as if he was about to cry out of anger, but he didn't know who to be angry with.

After a while, he seriously emphasized unwillingly: "Wash it clean, you must wash it clean! You must wash it clean!! Every bone, as well as the gaps between the bones, must be washed clean! If... If it is not clean, I will Put you... put you..."

He racked his brains and thought for a long time before he came up with a brilliant threat: "Tear you all apart and use them as teething sticks for dogs!"

Imerton was pleasantly surprised at first, but couldn't help laughing when he heard the childish threat.

He agreed and said, "Don't worry, I will take care of them and let them all be cleaned."

After discovering that Carlos was still looking unhappy, he hurriedly added: "God Carlos, don't worry. I promise, I won't let them approach you casually."

Carlos nodded reluctantly.

However, he had already figured it out in his mind, when he came back to a place with a supermarket, he must buy a few large barrels of bleach and disinfectant, let them wash it together again, and strive for even a skeleton, it must be a good-looking skeleton!

At this time, Imerton had already used his unique ability - sandstorm, rolled up a group of skeletons, and didn't know where to take a bath.

Carlos was deeply suspicious: After washing like this, and rolling it back, isn't it still dirty?

However, he has now lowered the bar: 'As long as you don't show up in front of me, I will... I will bear it. '

He returned to the tent and found that Ororo had neatly packed everything.

When Ororo saw Carlos come in, he immediately showed a sincere smile.

She beckoned Carlos to come over, stuffed him with the few compressed biscuits and beef jerky, while she continued to eat dry bread.

Because in the desert, the food brought is relatively simple.

Imherton truly wanted to serve God well. A few times ago, he went hunting and caught a bunch of scorpions and lizards. He planned to disembowel them and cook them for Carlos himself.

Carlos was so disgusted that he almost threw up.

He had a cold face, very shameless: Thank you, goodbye.

Emerton was stunned on the spot.

If he would ask for help online, he would probably be thinking: Please, my god is picky and delicate, how can I raise him?

In short, the itinerary of this day, due to the episode of the skeleton mummy, the departure time was much later.

But the scene has also become much bigger.

Whether the skeleton mummy was washed or not, Carlos didn't know.

Because, when Imerton rolled them back, the twenty or so skeleton mummies all put on new clothes, the kind of traditional Egyptian clothes, with a headscarf on their heads, and the kind that wraps their whole body tightly , completely invisible inside.

Carlos sat on the shoulders of the strong Immorton, followed by the beautiful Ororo.

Behind him, more than 20 servants who dressed up mysteriously but acted respectfully entered the city of Cairo with great arrogance (very cult style).

When he came to the hotel where X Academy stayed, Carlos had already thought of seventeen or eighteen cool appearance poses in his mind.

It's a pity that the facial expressions and poses put on for a long time were all in vain.

The front desk of the hotel told him very politely: "I'm sorry, the people you are looking for have all checked out a few days ago."

Carlos was stunned: what the hell?I...was abandoned?