[Comprehensive British and American] Plague Meow

Seeing Charles standing firmly and walking freely, you know that he can separate the spirit and the body.

Under this premise, treating the body will not affect his spirit at all, so it would be better to take a biology class together.

Natch was thinking well.

However, when Charles came over and saw his empty body lying there being slaughtered, he couldn't help but fell into silence. After a while, he thought about it and said:

"I think it's better not to crowd around." It feels like it will leave a psychological shadow.

After agreeing that he didn't want to look at it, Charles peeked at it again.

The body was lying quietly, pale from choking on the water. Naqi's fingers had penetrated into the lower back, and he was groping carefully. This kind of old injury is not in a good position, and it was deteriorated due to an impact. Very common thing.

"Why are you trying to help me when you know I'm not an ordinary kitten?" Natch asked.

Its voice was older than usual, full of doubts.

"It was just a gut reaction," Charles explained to him, "and you don't have to worry about it."

"..." Naqi said nothing.

When he knew that Naqi was about to perform an operation on himself, Charles instinctively cut off the sensory connection with the physical body, which was equivalent to automatic general anesthesia, so he was not sure which step Naqi had made.

All he could see were human-shaped fingers across his chest and into his lungs.

The trembling of the fingertips is like hitting the keys, once and for all.Charles could see that its fingers were slender, with well-defined joints, and each stroke carried great control.

Natch is a doctor, not a fighter.

At this time, Charles let himself go to guess, as a fighter, it must have a combat power that cannot be underestimated.

"focus."

Naqi looked at Charles who was wandering beside him, not only looked younger, but also thought out of the way like a little boy, feeling helpless.

Charles shrugged and refused to take this physiology class: "You are the doctor."

This time he took the initiative to turn his back on it.

Naqi shook his head, it hooked water droplets with its fingertips, and repaired the injured organs. Charles was in good health, at least much better than those Batman and Iron Man, which made Naqi very satisfied.

The surgery was over soon.

When Charles woke up, he felt itchy on the side of his face, and when he turned his head, he saw the little black cat forming a black ball beside his pillow, and he was actually on the bed in his room.

And it was the one at Xavier College.

"Did I sleep for a long time?" Charles asked confusedly.

Eric, who was watching over him, did not reach out to help as usual, but turned the pages of the book calmly without raising his head: "Nach said that you need more time to adapt to the changes in your body."

"Variety?"

Eric didn't reach out, and Charles wouldn't be angry about it, so he propped himself up. He looked around, but couldn't find his wheelchair, so he propped up his body by inertia.

Turning his head down, he saw the slippers and stepped on them.

Seeing that his pajamas were messy, he got up and tugged at the hem of the clothes to smooth it out.

After tidying up, Charles walked to the closet. He was about to change his clothes when he suddenly thought of something and turned his head to look in Eric's direction.

"Why are you still here?" Charles asked.

Eric closed the pages of the book, and played with the glass on the low table with one hand. Siko was nestled in the glass, and he was blinking his eyes. The big-headed snake was coiling a large round ice cube, carefully observing with Charles.

And Eric has a habitual indifference, no expression, only a little playful smile in his eyes.

"Wait for the joke." That's what he said.

"Look, what joke?" Charles looked puzzled.

Eric smiled and said nothing. After a while, Charles was arranging his clothes and preparing to change his regular clothes. At the same time, he approached Eric, stood in front of him, lowered his head and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Only then did Eric put down the book in his hand: "Don't you think it's weird?"

The little black cat mentioned that during the process of treatment and restoration, Naqi also arranged the rehabilitation and subconscious psychological counseling together. When Charles woke up, he might temporarily ignore the state that he had been unable to walk, and in the end It's okay to let it go like this, but Eric has his own ideas.

"Don't you think you're extra tall today?" he asked.

Charles was taken aback.

The human brain is very complex, and Naqi has never studied it thoroughly, so naturally he cannot achieve perfect psychological hints. The influence it leaves in the subconscious is a thin veil, which may be easily lifted at any time.

Moreover, for people with psychic powers who would shield their brains as protective shields, the tulle would be even more fragile.

So at the same moment Charles remembered his wheelchair, his legs softened and he sat down on the ground.

Eric rested his elbow on the armrest of the single chair, leaned over to look at the person on the floor rubbing his lower back, and felt a little regretful: "I thought you would kneel down and salute me." Unexpectedly, it was a butt squat.

"..." Charles, whose tailbone hurt from the fall, didn't want to speak.

When Eric is in a good mood, he is an authentic military ruffian, and his way of speaking can even be called a "rogue". Professor X said that he didn't want to care about the other party and was tired.

Just in time Naqi got in.

"Meow?" Why are you sitting on the floor?

Charles struggled very hard on the floor for a while, finally coordinated the senses of his legs and waist, mobilized those muscles and bones, and stood up again.

His legs are strong and powerful, and he doesn't have the psychological fear of heights caused by the height he lifts.

But he just had a feeling that he couldn't stand still.

Naqi thought for a while, understood, and turned to stare at Eric.

Eric, however, opened the book again and read on.

Natch walked to Charles' feet, hooked his pajama pants with his claws, and comforted him.

"Meow." You have been in a coma for a long time, and you will definitely feel a bit like being stiff after death, just move around and it will be fine.

Charles felt that he had not been comforted, so he thanked the kitten seriously.but……

He looked at the closed door: "how did you get in?"

"Your students made a dog hole for it," Eric replied for Narch. "Looks like they've decided they're going to keep cats for a long time."

With that said, Eric picked up the cup containing the big-headed snake Siko and shook it gently.

"It's a pity that this friend of yours doesn't like the new member very much."

The snake screamed "hiss" in the jar.

"They're not pets." Feeling dumbfounded, Charles reached for the cup and put it on the bedside table. "How have you been getting along with Natch during this time?"

The cat and the man exchanged glances.

Eric: "I think it's okay."

Natch: "Meow." I think I can still ask for it.

Siko had a completely different idea: "Hiss—" I don't think so!

Charles smiled, stood firm, and then tried to slowly start to move his steps. At first he walked very slowly, feeling those muscles a little bit.

They're in great shape, with the strength and muscularity in them to match what he used to be.

He went to the door and opened it.

I saw piles of little heads sticking out at the corner.

"What are you looking at?" Charles leaned on the door frame, amused by the behavior of these students poking their heads, "You are like a bunch of radish heads that just popped up now."

"

Need our help?professor. "Quick Silver was pushed out, looked around, and asked innocently.

"Maybe?" Charles suddenly thought of something, his eyes drifted to the clock hanging high at the end of the aisle, and the next second he narrowed his eyes and smiled: "You don't have any class today?"

"..." The students all suffocated.

There is class.

It's Professor X's class.

I thought I could skip today's class as a matter of course...

The students who were suffocating obediently followed Professor X to class.

Charles' ability lies here. The students are well-behaved and obedient in class. There is no such thing as making trouble, and they don't even dare to wander off.

The students expressed that it was difficult for them.

Today, Charles's rhythm is relatively slow, and he is not as humorous as usual. He stands behind the podium, straightens his waist, writes and draws, and focuses almost all his attention on his legs.It was hard for Charles not to care about these legs that moved freely, as if they had never lost their mobility.

He's completely different from Bucky's reaction.

It took Bucky a few minutes from being confused at the beginning to fully accepting his arm, and he was able to use it freely without any obstacles.

And Charles obviously can't.

He was testing repeatedly, and questioning his legs from time to time.

Just outside the classroom, through the thickness of a window, Natch watched Charles.

Sometimes thinking too much is really not a good thing.

The little black cat tilted its head.

However, this psychological problem cannot be solved by Naqi, and what it can provide is only nursing care, so the little black cat calmly lay down, rubbed its back against the glass, and slumped down to become a sea cucumber.

"Crackling." There was a soft sound.

The sound of windows opening.

Naqi immediately raised his ears. He felt that the glass on his back had slid a little against his fur, so he turned his head and looked at the classmates on the other side of the window.

Normally, Charles would have the students around him so that he could turn the wheelchair and easily accommodate everyone.Today, probably because of standing up again, Charles pulled the students into the T-shaped classroom.

Sitting next to this window is a female classmate who is staring at Naqi.

Natch: ...

Come in~ kitty~

It seems to be able to read the above information from the female classmate's eyes.

Out of the corner of his eye, Kuaiyin could still see Kuaiyin secretly waving at it, as if to let it in.

Naqi lost interest, turned his head back and continued to lie on his stomach.

After a while, something poked at its lower back. Naqi turned his head again and found that it was actually a cat teasing stick, which stretched out from the gap in the window and poked it at a magical angle.

Natch looked at the classmate.

Why do you bring a cat teaser to class?

However, the female classmate has grown a pair of cat ears.

Okay, this is the cat-turning classmate Kuaiyin went to borrow the dryer on the cruise ship.But this doesn't explain why you have to bring a cat teaser to class, so that you can tease yourself when you're bored?

Naqi showed his gaze at the magical creature.

At this time, the position by the window was replaced by Kuaiyin. The classmate was afraid that he would not be able to bear the restlessness in his heart. In order not to attract Charles' attention, he had already hid in the distance and began to use math textbooks as a tranquilizer.

Quicksilver is trying to tease it.

Be good~ come in and play together~~

Kuaiyin opened his mouth wide, gesticulating with super exaggerated lip language.

Natch: ...

The Twoleg was probably not a fool.

This special two-stage cat teasing stick that can provide self-entertainment got out of the window, folded it at a magical angle, and directly hit Naqi's face, still dangling, there was Students who can become cats provide experience, and Kuaiyin quickly learned how to tease cats.

The speed can't be too fast. If the kitten feels that it can't catch it, it won't stretch its claws at all.

It can't be too slow, it will look down on it.

A uniform speed is absolutely impossible, and the cat may start to feel bored in a few seconds.

Sometimes fast and sometimes slow, occasionally approaching and occasionally moving away, and there are some very subtle changes in severity between the distance.The point is not to simulate living things, but to make cats feel interesting enough.

Kuaiyin teased and smacked his lips.

Cats are really difficult creatures...

Relying on his own speed, Kuaiyin can manipulate objects to an unimaginable level of precision, and he can also accurately observe the subtle changes of cats. Relying on the experience of his classmates cheating, he can use the vibrating of Naqi's beard, the angle of his ears, and The subtle posture of the shoulders and back changed, and he easily found Naqi's favorite way of moving, and began to dance the cat teaser.

It's a pity that as long as Naqi doesn't turn his head from this angle, he can't see the little black cat's eyes.

It is said that when a cat is very interested in something.

There will be stars in the eyes.

Kuaiyin shook the cat teaser stick at various frequencies little by little, vibrating up and down from time to time, and slowly pulled it back.

Naqi's small black body also stretched out, his front paws propped up his body, and he nimbly propped up his upper body on the narrow window sill. His paws slapped the glass on the glass and flopped the cat teaser, then his whole body turned around and chased after him. The cat teaser gradually approached the open gap in the window.

"Plop", "Puff".

Kuaiyin knew that this was the sound of his heart.

Mama come and see!

He caught a sea cucumber!