Mutants' Daily Life [Comprehensive British and American]

enlightened high priest

Professor Charles finally decided not to run around anymore.

His heart really couldn't bear this kind of leaving home for a few days, but every time he came home, there would be a big surprise day.

But, if they don't go out, what about those new mutants who haven't learned how to control them?

He pondered worryingly.

"Charles, let's re-form the X-Men." Hank said suddenly.

"Reorganize?" Charles objected subconsciously: "Where do the people come from? Students? I don't want to do this."

"Charles." Hank called again in a low voice.

As long as he doesn't change his shape, just looking at his appearance, he is really a very gentle and handsome man. He calmly pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and seriously suggested: "My friend, you really need more Some helpers. I know that you have always wanted to provide students with a safe and peaceful environment. But with so many things, you can’t do them all by yourself. What’s more, a safe environment requires force to protect.”

"Your words sound familiar."

Professor Charles couldn't help interrupting him, a complex look flashed in his blue eyes.

"Of course we won't be as extreme as him." Hank replied rationally.

Who is this 'he', the two people know each other well.

"let me consider it……"

Professor Charles hesitated: "Hank, the children's task should be to study. I don't want to turn the school into an X-Men reserve team. Back then... I have always regretted it..."

He paused, and then said in an extremely difficult tone: "I was the one who got you, Alex, and Raven involved in the war when you were so young. If I hadn't revealed your mutant identity, if I Without Alex and Raven..."

"Why do you think so?"

Hank looked at him in surprise: "Charles, I'm a mutant. This is a fact, even if you don't reveal it, I can't hide it for a lifetime. Although I did have times when I couldn't think about it..."

When he was talking about this, he smiled shyly and said, "But I can't pretend for the rest of my life, I am who I am. Even a beast is a part of my body. You see..."

He shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "It's not that difficult to face your true self."

"And me..." Alex pushed the door open and walked in.

He said with a smile: "Actually, Professor, without you, I would probably be in prison. And... thank you too, Fuqiu, the energy diaper you invented is really very useful."

Hank immediately rolled his eyes toward the ceiling helplessly, too lazy to argue with him.

Charles was silent for a moment.

Pushing the wheelchair by himself, he slowly came to the window, quietly looking at the young mutant children downstairs.

basketball court,

"Carlos, you cheated!"

A mutant student of the campus basketball team yelled, "How can you fly while playing basketball?"

Carlos flew in mid-air and made a big face at him: "Flying basketball!"

"Listen to your nonsense, the score just now doesn't count, doesn't count!"

Except for this excitement on the basketball court.

On the other side, Phantom Cat is playing volleyball with a few girls, youthful and carefree.

There are also a few morning joggers, boys and girls walking side by side, doing aerobics...

There is a lively and harmonious scene on campus.

"Maybe you're right, Hank. We gotta protect them..."

Charles couldn't help but say slightly touched.

He pushed the wheelchair vigorously, and returned to the desk, cheering up, his blue eyes shining brightly: "Then let's study together, the X-Men's personnel issues."

"I recommend my brother Scott." Shockwave Alex raised his hand like a schoolboy, smiling brightly.

"You can ask Logan, he has been wandering for the past few years..." Hank pushed his glasses and said calmly.

"Qin's ability is also great."

"Katie's actual combat is not good enough, but she uses her abilities very freely."

"Bobby the Iceman, he has a big picture and leadership skills; Pyroman's ability is very aggressive, but don't think about it for now..."

"Nightcrawler ability is very useful, the steel giant is a bit young."

"Angel Warren."

"The new Storm Ororo."

The two of them said everything about the candidates for the X-Men.

Professor Charles lightly tapped on the armrest of the wheelchair. After thinking for a while, he nodded with a smile in approval.

He said gently, "Let's go talk to them."

Things seem to be going well.

Almost no one wants to join the X-Men.

They are all young, have not seen too much darkness in reality, and have dreams. Under the years of teaching and training of Professor Charles, they hope that one day, mutants and ordinary people will coexist peacefully.

In terms of candidates, there is basically no problem.

But Professor Charles, Hank and Alex, forgot one person.

They all ignored Carlos.

However, considering Carlos' ability, the three of them never thought of letting him join the X-Men.

This is completely understandable, after all, when you go out to fight, bring such a... Absolutely, you will be laughed at!

Carlos didn't notice the changes at first.

He usually has a big heart and is self-centered, seldom paying attention to things around him.For example, Kurt, the nightcrawler, who was his little follower back then, ran to play with the new Warren instead, and he didn't seem to know it until now.

However, it was different this time. I watched all my good friends around me being called away.

After returning, they began to discuss about joining the X-Men lively. Carlos had an inexplicable feeling of being "excluded".

Coincidentally, Peter's twin brother, Eduardo, also sent a letter.

In the letter, he enthusiastically praised his new best friend, Mark Zuckerberg, calling him a once-in-a-century programming genius: "I have never seen him who is so cute, sharp, and sensitive to He has a really cool, different perspective on the world, and I love him! He's going to go to Harvard and asked me to join him, and I've said yes."

Carlos, who was stabbed again and felt that all his friends had been taken away, couldn't help but look cold: Ha ha.

Imerton, the high priest who helped the gods solve problems, seized the opportunity: "God Carlos."

He said with a gentle smile, "I'll take you out to relax!"

"Relax?"

"You can take this opportunity to find more lovers, only two lovers, it's too incompatible with your status as a god..." Imerton persuaded in English with an Egyptian accent.

Now that he has mastered the new method, he no longer mentions the issue of cult construction that Carlos is not interested in, and turns to saving the country with curves.

Carlos looked at him in surprise: "Imorton, you're actually enlightened!"

High Priest Imerton: ...