Mutants' Daily Life [Comprehensive British and American]

Aftermath of Egypt trip

The next day, the scientist Ethan, who was rescued with Tony and temporarily stayed in X Academy, woke up completely.

His face was still a little pale, and when he woke up and opened his eyes, he saw a boy with many eyes running past him. When those more than ten pairs of eyes looked at him curiously at the same time, it was utterly horrifying.

But this time, he held on firmly.Not dizzy!

Then, the door of a new world opened to him.

All kinds of mutants and superpowers appeared in front of him in an endless stream.

Ethan showed his great potential and environmental adaptability when he escaped from the guns of terrorists, and he got used to it very quickly.

Therefore, he thought that he had already made sufficient psychological preparations, and believed that he would never be frightened by anything again: 'I am already a man who is not surprised at all. '

This day, while having cereal for breakfast.

He calmly watched a group of students with long wings and long tails walking past, without any surprise!

Then, he was startled by a piece of breakfast news and dropped his spoon.

[...Tony Stark, who returned, officially announced the closure of Stark's weapons department at the press conference last night...] "It's very interesting, the arms company doesn't make arms anymore."

This is the casual ridicule of ordinary students who have nothing to do with themselves.

"I think the stock of Stark Industries will plummet in the near future!"

This is the thinking of students who are usually interested in economics and finance.

"Oh, please change the channel, let's continue watching the NBA!"

This is disinterested in news and indifferent to people's views.

There are also some people who can't help turning their attention to the Starks.

This part of the people, such as Scott and Jean.

They belonged to the earliest batch of students enrolled in X Academy, so they knew the true identity of the Howards.

Many new students in the later period thought that this seemingly ordinary couple just happened to be surnamed Stark, and they couldn't think of such a huge company as Stark Industries at all.

However, in the eyes of these people who were concerned or worried, Howard Stark was unexpectedly calm.

He even had spare time, patted Mrs. Maria's hand comfortingly, met her restless gaze, and whispered, "I trust Ni."

However, Carlos is not responsible for the above complex issues.

He was approached by Imerton early in the morning.

The experienced high priest wanted to discuss with him very seriously how to establish a sect and develop believers.

During the period, Carlos crunched and bit the fruit candy, sat on the bed with bare feet, with a dull expression of 'oh, oh, oh, oh'.

"...from a small place to grow slowly, setting strict religious rules and levels of believers...God Carlos, do you have any orders?" Emerton asked ambitiously and expectantly.

"Oh... order, yes." Carlos cheered up.

He ordered seriously: "You go to the cafeteria first, find the biggest plate, I remember it is the biggest one, and help me pack a breakfast. I want two sun fried eggs, three fried mushrooms, remember to add more Cheese sauce, two grilled sausages, two grilled tomatoes, two large pieces of bacon, and two slices of toast with strawberry jam, more strawberry jam is needed. If no one sees, you secretly put the jam bottle together Take it away. A bowl of fruit porridge, if no one is paying attention, take another bowl... Well, it's really seen, don't say I ate it, you just say you ate it... A glass of milk, remember to add more sugar... …Then, you hide your dinner plate, be careful not to be seen, especially not to be seen by Mr. Scott and Mr. Hank, if you are too stupid and you are seen, remember to say it is yourself Food, if you dare to confess me, I will beat you to death! Then, you go to Mrs. Maria, look pitiful, and tell her that I got up late, and there is no food in the cafeteria. So, please be polite and ask her to bake Give me a small cake... Well, I want to eat matcha sponge cake or strawberry mousse cake today. If there are not enough materials, other cakes are fine. I am easy to talk to. Finally, the matching juice can be apple juice, strawberry Juice is also fine... After you get all of them, bring them back to me together!"

Imerton was dumbfounded: ...Eat!eat!eat!Why don't you eat and die sooner!

Even though he complained a lot and slandered countless times, the high priest still endured the humiliation and went there with a gloomy face, but he succeeded in bringing back a 'rich' breakfast.

Especially strawberry jam. With a wave of his hand, five bottles appeared on the table.

Carlos was so happy that he rushed towards him barefoot.

However, when he was about to grab the bottle, he stopped suspiciously.

He carefully watched the high priest dressed in traditional Egyptian clothing, that is, with his upper body bare and a loincloth wrapped around his waist, and thought of a terrible possibility. He could hardly restrain his disgust and asked, "Where did you hide before, won't you?" Are you hiding it in your shorts?"

Imerton could hardly control the ferocity of his expression, he gritted his teeth word by word and said, "No, God Carlos."

Carlos had a vague premonition that if this topic continued, there would probably be a bad development.

He hastily showed a bright smile and said comfortingly, "Haha, no, it's fine if you don't."

Carlos turned a blind eye to the gloomy gaze of Imerton's undead, and happily enjoyed his rich breakfast.

After a long time, Imerton worked hard to adjust his mood, and became a dedicated, stable and majestic high priest again, faithfully reporting the information he had inquired to 'his god' in a timely manner: "God Carlos, I just went to While getting breakfast, I heard a piece of news."

"what?"

"Your second lover, Tony Stark, seems to have made an important decision this morning."

It has to be said that the high priest is working very hard these days in order to keep pace with the times.

He seized all the time and absorbed all modern knowledge and information from TV and newspapers.

For a mummified antique who is older than Captain America and thousands of years old, it is true that he can understand what news is, and understand from the news that Tony has made an important decision without knowing anything about economics and finance. It is not something that ordinary antiques can do.

"What decision?" Carlos asked casually, not very curiously.

"He closed down the company's most profitable weapon manufacturing department." Imerton didn't understand these things, and he only answered according to his own understanding.

In his understanding, God Carlos' vision was really not very good, and he found two lovers. The first lover was a retired soldier, and the second lover was a businessman who sold weapons and did small business.

The former can barely play the role of a guard, but after having him, the effect is not so great.Especially this lover who is at most a bit of a guard, and runs outside every day, not following God at all, which is very useless; the latter probably has the ability to make some money, but now the only function is to A lover with a little money actually announced to the outside world that he will not make money anymore, how capricious!

Therefore, these two willful lovers should all be replaced!

Change to a person with a more noble identity and bloodline, and a person who is more considerate of God.

"Just close it!"

Naturally, Carlos would not think so much. The template he is currently learning is that heartless god-king Zeus.

As we all know, when Zeus looks for a lover, besides sowing seeds occasionally, have you ever seen him care about what his lover does every day?

Unless there are a few lovers who are especially doted on by him, even his own son was thrown away by Hera and eaten by monsters, he would not even blink an eye.

Due to his age, Carlos hasn't even started sowing seeds yet, this lover... don't mention it.

Therefore, he waved his hand very grandly and calmly and said, "Tony's own stuff, he can play with it as he wants."

Emerton froze for a moment.

Then, stand in awe.

[I misunderstood you, a truly powerful god can only rely on his own strength, so how can he care about those small interests like a dog! 】Thinking like this, he immediately rekindled his confidence in Carlos: "You are so right, God Carlos, my vision is too narrow."

Carlos, who didn't know what the other party understood, nodded steadily and said casually: "Yes, you should learn more from me in the future, and take a long-term view. For example, when you take a bite of strawberry jam, you feel good. When it’s time to eat, you have to find a way to get a whole bottle.”

So, Imerton now looked at the row of strawberry jam, and felt that each bottle exuded the dazzling light of philosophy.

He nodded solemnly.

Because the atmosphere is better.

In order to help Carlos pay attention to and pick out more questions about lovers in the future, he also took the opportunity to ask one more question: "God Carlos, do you prefer male lovers?"

Carlos bit the spoon and thought about it carefully. There was a circle of red strawberry jam on the corner of his lips. Because of his delicate appearance, even the masculine high priest couldn't help but look at it.

"My brother..."

Carlos said while recalling: "My brother told me that love in the sky usually refers to the love between a man and a man, and only love on earth refers to the love between a man and a woman. As a god, I can naturally enjoy both. Choose Men, choose a woman, it’s all up to you to be happy... Actually, I also like Auroro recently, otherwise, I will ask her today if she would like to be my third lover."

He did what he said, and asked Ororo in the tone of "do you want to be my lover", just like asking "do you want to eat oranges".

Ororo calmly rejected him.

She can be regarded as the only one in X Academy who believes that Carlos is indeed a god, except Imerton.

Therefore, although she likes Carlos, she treats Carlos with kindness and gentleness, but unlike other students, she never promises casually.

Facing Carlos' question, she never took it as a joke, but instead replied cautiously and euphemistically: "I'm sorry, Carlos, I don't plan to think about emotional matters for the time being."

"Oh, it's okay, I'm just asking casually anyway." Carlos said without any objection.

Seeing this, Imerton behind him silently withdrew his divine power to curse.

In the school, there is such an ambitious high priest who loves to stir up wind and rain, and it is enough to worry about.

What's more disturbing is that X Academy has exposed countless serious problems from this final trip to Egypt.

Professor Charles had a headache and discussed with Hank all the time, saying: "Students must find ways to continue to strengthen their training in practical classes. They can't react well when encountering things, and they are not calm and rational enough. Scott's performance this time is not bad, but the others just know that they are anxious , I don’t know how to think at all, running around like headless chickens. Also, the problem of lack of manpower, I’m not here, you’re not here, when Howard gets sick, the school is in chaos... and the problem of students slipping out, this is not the first time Once, it must be resolved..."

"The problem of students slipping out, I think, is better to be blocked."

Hanke thought about it and said: "X College is a fully closed school. Students have been here for a long time. No matter what the reason is, they will inevitably become curious about the outside world. But the reason why we don't let them go out is just because we are afraid that they will not be able to protect themselves. Or encounter danger. Therefore, I suggest that we can set certain standards, which can be a little more difficult, and direct their excessive energy to how to strive to meet the standards. If they really meet this standard, it also indirectly proves that they You can protect yourself, and let them guarantee that they will not do anything that endangers themselves or the school. Then, with permission, students can go out freely and openly. In this way, they naturally don’t have to sneak out.”

Professor Charles nodded in agreement: "What you said makes sense. For this specific standard, I will call all the teachers together in a few days and discuss it in detail."

Hanke thought for a while, then said hesitantly: "Actually, I have a suitable candidate for the teaching of practical classes for students..."

Charles glanced at him and immediately guessed, "Are you looking for Raven?"

"Yes." Hank explained with a little embarrassment: "Charles, I'm not selfish. You know, Raven is very suitable. Her ability, and her rich experience of wandering outside in the past few years..."

"I have no objection, Hank."

Professor Charles interrupted him gently and replied: "Selfishness is nothing...you know, I have been waiting for her to come home."

"Maybe... I can try to contact her." Hank whispered.

Professor Charles silently agreed.

There was silence in the room for a while.

It was a long time before they began to continue their discussion.

"There is still a relatively large gap in the number of teaching staff in the school. We have to find ways to recruit more reliable and suitable candidates."

Professor Charles reached out and tapped lightly on the table, and said thoughtfully.

"This is indeed a bit troublesome." Hank couldn't think of a way for a while.

"What do you think of Scott?"

"what?"

"Students who are about to graduate, we can ask them about their future employment intentions. For example, Scott, if he agrees, we can try to let him teach junior students." Professor Charles suggested.

"I have no objection." Hank laughed all of a sudden.

"Time is so fast." He couldn't help but sigh and said, "I still remember the scene of bickering with Carlos every day when he first came here. Unexpectedly, that kid is now mature, steady and responsible, almost the same as when he first entered school. The recklessness of the time is like two different people."

"I didn't expect you to think so highly of Scott."

Charles also laughed: "Alex will be very proud if he hears you praise his brother so much."

"I'm not praising him."

Hank curled his lips, and said disdainfully: "He is so many years older than Scott, and he still looks out of line all day long. You don't know, Charles, I happened to see him in the restaurant last time. Pizza, actually fighting and dancing with Carlos there..."

"Haha, how did it turn out?" Charles asked enthusiastically.

"Of course Carlos wins." Hank couldn't help laughing: "It doesn't matter how handsome or cool he dances, little Carlos flaps his wings, twists his buttocks casually, and turns around twice, and everyone will happily vote It's all over."