West's Summer [Comprehensive English and American]

"So, that's how it happened."

It took 10 minutes to succinctly state how he found out that Charles had studied West’s genetic data in private, and had a lengthy academic discussion with Yi Laizhe.Tony squinted at the figure who was lying on the sofa thinking about something, and was suddenly surprised to find that they hadn't seen each other for just a few months, and he was so thin that even his shirt couldn't cover the skeletal outline.

He raised his right arm, and together with the broken hair on his forehead, covered his eyes sunk in the boundless darkness.The brown-haired boy was silent for a long, long time, so long that Stark couldn't help thinking that this guy might have just fallen asleep like that, he finally sighed, and let out a broken moan or two from his lips:

"...Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Was it useful for me to tell you earlier?"

Snorted.Tony put down the few Charles' manuscripts, picked up a cushion beside him, and slammed his backhand on the young man's face without hesitation: "There is no evidence, and there is no proof. With the importance you attach to Professor X, I'm afraid the first thing you know is It just flew over from London and smashed my house... What else can I do except hint to you to investigate it yourself?"

"..." That's true.

Xin said that if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he probably would have directly tore Stark's nonsense mouth.West's eyebrows twitched, he grabbed the cushion that Iron Man had covered his face, threw it far behind the sofa, and accidentally knocked down the dummy who was cleaning the floor diligently in the corner.

"Anyway, I can't go back now under any circumstances, Tony."

Fumbling with his right hand to support it on the low table, he turned over and sat up with difficulty.West lowered his eyes to cover the dilapidated void and grayness in his pupils, and shook his head self-deprecatingly:

"You also know that I can't control my temper when I'm excited... Those kids in the school, I don't think they would like to see me and their beloved Professor X stage a farce against each other."

"Oh come on, those little freaks might be more than happy for you to tear down the whole school."

Rolling his eyes towards the ceiling, realizing that he was once again being held in the arms of Tony Stark, who was acting as a nanny, he obviously scoffed at the boy's statement:

"Also, how many times do you have to tell me before you remember. This is the Avengers Building, not a shelter, you can't come to my house every time you get into trouble or feel bad-for God's sake For the sake of it, I don't want to be killed by your two fathers who can't find their sons one day."

"Please, Mr. Stark. Anyway, you have raised so many people, and it's nothing to raise me."

Finally laughed happily.The young man blinked slyly, even though there was no expression in those empty blue eyes, people could still feel the smile from his heart.Just like Tony will do his best for his friends no matter how much he complains, no matter how many people and things West encounters in the future, this place will still be a place where he can always rest in his heart.

"Thank you, Tony."

"……To shut up."

With a cough, Stark gave the young man an annoyed sideways glance, but a little blush unconsciously appeared on his cheeks.

……

So, in the next few days, West spent his days in the Avengers Building, stretching out his hands to eat, and opening his mouth.Not only is Jarvis accompanied all the way every day, meeting his various needs anytime, anywhere, but he can also openly occupy the best-lit room in the building - Iron Man's private laboratory, nesting on the window sill day and night, and Bucky The retrieved cat sleeps together.

In this regard, Hawkeye, who had just returned from the Amazon mission, said that the picture was so beautiful that he couldn't bear to see the distorted expression on Stark's face.

"Tell me, Xavier... how many people in this world dream of killing you, I'm going to talk to them about my experience."

He slapped West's face with the tablet that was about to be crushed. Not only did he almost break the delicate and tall nose bridge, but he also succeeded in frightening the Scotch Fold nestling on his chest and closing his eyes. A bright red scratch.Tony gritted his teeth and watched the boy fall off the window sill, looking around in a daze, not knowing what happened, and suddenly regretted why the boy didn't fall from the other side of the window sill—the top terrace of the Avengers Building and broke his neck.

"Hey, you know I'm half crippled now, Tony. You can't expect too much from a blind man."

Probably because of his more or less self-defeating mentality, since he lost his sight, West's temper has obviously become much better than before, and he didn't even feel angry when he was slapped from his sleep. Sitting on the ground with knees bent, lazily raised his head, and reached out to Tony for something in his hand:

"So, have you found out yet?"

"You have to trust my ability to gather information at this point."

Rolling his eyelids, Tony didn't hand over the tablet as he wished, but snapped his fingers towards the ceiling.But for a moment, Jarvis's metal voice without any emotion and color rang in his ears, and he directly read the key points of the compiled information to West, saving him from having to search for a needle in a haystack word by word on the tablet The groping effort—it's a touching Stark thoughtfulness.

Tilting his head towards Iron Man and smiling, the brown-haired boy nodded his thanks slightly.Then he focused all his attention on the intelligent AI and listened carefully to every bit of information it conveyed.

In fact, as to why West suddenly returned to New York, it was not just that he needed the comfort and company of his relatives and friends after going blind as Bond thought... After all, as a "hermit" of mutants, after nearly half a century, In his solo mission, he has encountered worse situations more than once. Even after the unforgettable tragedy 20 years ago, he has never shown any weakness...Now, the reason why he chooses to contact Tony came here not only because he didn't want to face Charles, but also because he needed a reliable source of information to help him find out what happened in the past 20 years—or in other words, Adelaide, the man who should have been buried forever. Why did the girl at the bottom of the lake in the Alps suddenly appear in front of me?

And Tony obviously never let him down—

"The modified person who attacked you in sc-t, I hacked into the database of mi6 and found the video data, and compared it with the missing population reported 20 years ago, and found that she and one of them named Adelaide Morris German girls are 97% similar."

The voice is flat and flat, but it has some human ups and downs.Because of West's eyes, Jarvis did not display the information on the screen, but it did not affect the logic and orderliness of its narrative:

"Adelaide's biological data has not been updated since 20 years ago, and based on the experimental records that can be found during this period, it can be preliminarily judged that she died at the age of nine, and her death was caused by a severe blow to the heart. Bleeding... I think Mr. Xavier Jr. knows this best."

"That's right." His hands on his knees were clenched unconsciously.West nodded, but his expression didn't change, he just motioned for the housekeeper AI to continue talking.

"Two days ago, I cracked Dr. Yi's encrypted experimental records from the Hydra network, and focused on searching the experimental records in recent years. I found that while transforming mutants, he was also mutating through cell transplantation and fusion. The creation of superpowers ... and Adelaide is a product of this new technology."

"You mean..." His eyes widened because he thought of some possibility, the boy leaned forward slightly, his tone full of eagerness that couldn't be concealed.

"Yes, Mr. Xavier Jr. The 'Adelaide' you saw was actually a body created by Dr. Yi."

Jarvis said that without any emotion.

……

"Are you OK?"

Looking worriedly at the boy who had been silent since the beginning, Tony waved his hand and told Jar to go to the side and wait by himself.Although he did know the news earlier and was not surprised by it, but it was West's past after all, and he certainly wouldn't have the deep feeling or sympathy he had.

"A well-behaved man doesn't languish like I do, Mr. Stark."

Lying half dead on Tony's workbench, he stretched out his long arms and swept away a large piece of metal materials piled up on the tabletop.Facing Iron Man's fire-breathing gaze, West grunted a few times. His brown hair, which had not been trimmed for some time, hung limply on his forehead, almost covering most of his pale to transparent face.

To be honest, hearing Jarvis's conclusion about sex isn't all that surprising.Apart from being terrified to death when he saw 'a' at the very beginning, it's not like West himself didn't doubt the origin of that Adelaide... But, even if he encounters the same situation next time, he should be able to overcome his psychology Obstacles, don't be fooled by the appearance of the enemy.But with West's obsession with Alai, he has regretted and regretted it for 20 years, whether he can really deal with that face now is still an unsolvable problem that even the person concerned cannot answer.

——Perhaps, the greater possibility is not that I killed her again, but just died in her hands like that.

Resting on his arm, West thought so lightly.After all, in addition to his personal will, Adelaide's own abilities are also enough to make him afraid.Coupled with the loss of vision and the drastic reduction in mental strength due to the forced breaking of the mental barrier, his strength will drop to another level.Not to mention Adelaide or the reinvention, just let an ordinary Hydra mercenary come here, and he may have a headache for a long time.

"boom--"

Beside his ears, Tony seemed to be busy with his experiments, and from time to time there was a crisp metallic sound falling on the table, causing a slight tremor.His forehead twitched and ached from the noise, West raised his eyelids, stretched out his hand lacking interest, and soon touched a gadget that was still warm, and held it up in front of his eyes.

"what is this?"

Blinking his eyes, he remembered that he couldn't see.The brown-haired boy whirled about the metal that looked like a chip in his palm, and was rarely curious.

"Secret weapon."

The corners of his eyes twitched, but he had the utmost tolerance for him sneaking away his achievements.Tony took off the goggles, pressed some swollen temples, and thought about whether he needed a cup of espresso:

"You have also encountered those bionic soldiers. You should know that they seem to have a very strange power that can cause a brief distortion of time..."

"So?" West raised his eyebrows, recalling the scene of fighting three bionic warriors in the outskirts of London.

"So, I tried to analyze their energy structure, and based on this, I made a gravitational field converter...Here, it's the one in your hand. When the gravitational field is distorted by external energy, it will pass through the electrode in the electrolysis process. The energy-gathering effect produced by the surface tip effect locally generates bubbles and vortex motion, and the dynamic Casimir effect will occur during the bubble generation and collapse process to extract zero-point energy and release it in the form of heat energy..."

"Tony, please speak humanly, thank you."

"...a controllable space-time distortion... Well, to put it simply, it can counteract the attacks of those bionic iron blocks, keeping time in a relatively stable state, and you won't be caught in the cracks of space like last time .”

With blue veins popping out of his forehead, Iron Man, who once again felt the communication barrier between people, snorted coldly, and rolled his eyes at his companion without hesitation: "Have you ever attended a class in Oxford, Wei?"

"I didn't really go there to study... Besides, I read classical literature, not theoretical physics."

Resisting the urge to lift the entire workbench, I said to myself that if I specialize in art, if I ask you to recite Shakespeare's sonnets, you can only stare at me.West sneered twice, pinched the converter in his hand, which was not much bigger than a matchbox, and was really too lazy to bother with him:

"So, how do you use this thing?"

"Just throw it out."

Pulling the converter out of the young man's hand, and pressing something, he heard a regular buzzing sound in the air.I don't know what came to mind, Tony's eyes suddenly lit up, he walked out from behind the experimental table quickly, pulled West to the open space in the middle of the room:

"It's just right, I haven't researched this thing for a long time, how about trying it out for me before actual combat? Anyway, the ability parameters of those bionic soldiers are all extracted from you, and the ability field is basically the same. With you, the obtained Data is naturally the most reliable."

"...I don't object, it's just..."

With an indescribable expression on his face, the corners of West's mouth twitched.Although the eyes are still not empty and focused, but for some reason, Tony feels that he can see a very subtle disdain in it:

"Are you sure nothing will happen?"

"Experiments are risky, ma'am."

Impatiently, he let go of his hand and let the boy stand in place.Mr. Stark, who had been doubted about his professional skills, took two steps back angrily, holding his gadget between his fingers, and with absolute action, he cut off all the retreats that West wanted to repent.

"You just need to release a little bit of your ability. I'll just throw the converter over there. If it goes well, the time regression around us will stop immediately, and it won't cause any bad effects—not to mention your mental power is damaged now. 80.00% chance it won't cause a time riot."

"...What if it doesn't go well?"

Standing stiffly under the light, under Tony's urging, he tried to turn back the time a little bit, West instinctively felt a little scared.But before he got an answer, a gust of wind rushed from Tony's direction, leaving a small crackling sound in the air.

"Tony!"

My heart skipped a beat.Before he could figure out what was causing this uneasiness, he suddenly discovered that the moment he touched the gravitational field around him, the chaos of the originally orderly time reached an unimaginable level.As if attracted by something, the too-familiar feeling of tearing once again swept every corner of his body. Cooperating with the increasingly distorted space in front of him, West couldn't move even half a step, and could only move more and more. Deeply drawn into the vortex of time.

——Damn it, I knew that 20.00% of accidents might be reserved for me! !

Once again fell into the familiar gap between time and space.When the storm that ravaged the entire room stopped, Tony stared at the empty laboratory in front of him, and immediately rushed to the workbench, his face turned livid.