Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

"That..." he had to say, "I'm really not human."

"So what are you?"

"Watch your words!"

"I am an alien. An alien from the universe." Carl decided to ignore the atmosphere between Magneto and the professor, forcing himself, "I come from a very distant galaxy, a planet that human spaceships can never reach." ——Distance is one aspect, and another reason is that my parent star has been destroyed.”

As soon as the bombshell was dropped, the principal's office became instantly quiet.

Magneto and the professor stared at Carl in unison.

It's not that they didn't stare at Karl before, but although they looked at Karl before, their attention was on each other.

Now their attention is all on Karl. The two mutant leaders who have experienced countless storms and even reversed time are engrossed in their gazes, which puts a lot of pressure on Karl.

For a long time no one spoke.

The sun is shining brightly, and the shadows of the curtains are cast on the bookshelves.

The wind blew in through the wide open window, stirring the gray shadows.

Karl can reach places that humans cannot reach in a lifetime, see scenery that humans cannot see in a lifetime, and learn knowledge that humans cannot learn in a lifetime. If time is calculated by fullness, these few seconds are Several lifetimes.

He has wasted many lives.

But indeed, at some point, he just wished that the time spent like this could be longer, longer, so long that he could repeat the moment when Krypton exploded countless times in his heart.

Like Spiderman reminiscing about his uncle's death over and over, like Batman reminiscing about his parents' death over and over, like Wonder Woman reminiscing about her lover's death over and over, like... like what?

"What does your home planet look like?" The professor asked softly after a long time, "Is it as beautiful as the earth?"

Karl has seen Krypton in many parallel worlds. The land area of ​​Krypton is larger than the ocean area, and it is rich in resources. The surge in population has not exceeded the carrying capacity of Krypton. But he has not left the mother planet for a long time.

Looking at Krypton from space, one can see a green planet surrounded by satellite belts like smoke, and Krypton is like an emerald in the universe.

"Krypton is not like Earth," Carl said. "Krypton and Earth are both beautiful...but different. Krypton is not like Earth."

Everyone gets homesick.

But does anyone miss a hometown they never lived in?

If you have never lived on your home planet, is your home planet still considered home?

Don't feel sorry for me, Karl thought.

The earth is my home.

He can still hear the happy laughter and the sad cry, the comedy and the tragedy stir his mind at the same time in his ears.

What happened in countless parallel worlds is circling in Carl's mind. The joys and sorrows of life and death are all from comics, but it is no longer necessary to distinguish whether it is true or not.

"Don't be sad," Carl said, "Krypton's technology has proved the reality of the multi-world theory, and parallel spaces really exist. This means that in countless parallel worlds, some Kryptons are destroyed, and some are not. I just happen to be in a parallel universe where Krypton is destroyed. I'm just out of luck."

Magneto said: "Where are your people? Have they come to Earth too?"

"I have no compatriots, I am the only survivor of Krypton."

Magneto didn't speak anymore.

Carl, who played a big thunder, didn't plan to stay for dinner. He felt that the professor and Magneto needed time to digest his words, so he left politely.

Long after he left, Magneto moved his fingers, and the chessboard and chess pieces obediently flew back to the bookshelf.

"You really believe what he said?" Magneto asked.

"Old friend," said Professor X, "don't you believe it?"

The two mutant leaders looked at each other, and the sharp and antagonistic atmosphere between them gradually disappeared.

After so many years, Professor X's eyes have only become more gentle and tough. He never strikes, but never compromises; while Magneto keeps resisting and struggling, unwilling to stop, and dare not stop.

They are so different, yet so similar:

Even when standing on the opposite side, they refuse to speak ill first; they do not attack each other's weaknesses, because that is the secret they shared when they were close friends.

Maybe the soft time can really change something.

At least at this moment, they gathered together as old friends, talking and laughing softly with each other.

They both lost each other and both gained each other.

Before leaving Xavier College, Carl walked around the college.

It was recess at the moment, a large group of mutants were divided into several groups based on age to fight together, and many of them looked completely different from ordinary people.

Hank looks like a fluffy blue animal, which is already considered to be a good-looking mutant. Carl has also seen a few mutants with tumor-like meatballs growing on their faces, or deformed bodies that only allow them to crawl like bugs. People, even in Xavier College, they seem very withdrawn and gloomy.

If you can... Maybe it would be a good idea to convince the professor to form a mutant research base himself.

Mutants can study themselves, of course, in a positive way instead of making "Weapon X", for example, researching a drug that allows mutants to return to their normal appearance.

But think long term.

Many mutants were brought out of the laboratory by Karl. Karl knew how afraid they were of the laboratory, so he raised them rashly and made them panic, mistakenly thinking that they had just stepped out of the devil's lair and entered hell again. A blow to Xavier College's reputation.

Carl knows that Professor Hanke has done experiments on himself and has achieved great results. He is proficient in human evolutionary biology, genetics, and biochemistry, so we can start the discussion from him.

Or instead of discussing it, just give Hank a little hint. Carl feels that this choice should not be made by aliens.

He was thinking about how to mention it to Hank in his heart, and while walking slowly, the eye-catching three-color uniform was very prominent in the college, and the students were pushing and shoving, squeezing each other, but no one really Dare to come forward to disturb.

Until a happy voice sounded: "Superman!"

Karl turned around, and firmly caught Rao who was rushing towards him, and Rao pressed against his chest, his hands wrapped around Karl's neck.

Rao was taller than him when we first met, but now Rao is a head shorter than him.

"Hi, Rao." Karl wanted to touch Rao's head, but he felt that it was not good to do so halfway, and would damage Rao's dignity, so he pressed it down again, and patted Rao's shoulder lightly.

He let go of Rao's hand, and Rao slid off him.

"You haven't come to see us for a long time, what happened? If you need help, please ask!" Rao showed a bright smile.

A few years ago, he was already handsome enough to make a researcher ten years older than him dizzy with just a few nice words. Perhaps the youthful feeling that he is transforming from a boy into a man is his most attractive feature, But now, his body has matured, and the youthful feeling was replaced by a burning and bright breath. When he approached Karl, Karl could feel the heat wave emanating from his body.

It's hard for anyone not to fall in love with Rao, perhaps this is also related to Rao's ability.

He can use light.any light.

What is the most ubiquitous light on Earth?Sunlight.

Karl knew that he could use sunlight to construct many things. In these years, Rao's diligence and hard work were among the best even in this academy where many suffered and understood how important power is. His subtle manipulation of light has almost reached its peak, and He also developed many functions of this ability by himself, for example, he can make his body emit a light wave that cannot be seen by the naked eye, which can make others feel good about him and rely on him unconsciously.

Not to the point of confusing the mind, but when everyone around is gloomy, wouldn't a man who radiates light like a little sun make people instinctively love him?

"I'm fine, Rao, I don't need help yet. I appreciate your kindness." Carl said, and he smiled slightly, "Don't do that again."

Stop focusing so much light on yourself.

Karl can see light that humans cannot see, and in his eyes, Rao shines brightly.

"I'm sorry!" Rao immediately understood what Carl hadn't said, and blurted out an apology, "I'm not..."

"Don't take it to heart, Rao, I know you're just happy to see me." Carl said, he looked at the mutants who had surrounded him in the middle of a circle, a whole campus of students and teachers were here, "I heard the bell ring, are you not going to class?"

"Lessons are held every day, but Superman is rarely seen." Mystique, who came from a distance, said, "You always come and go in a hurry, and many people here even only saw you on the day you saved—no Know the savior? That's not okay."

"I bring them back with their wounded, mutilated bodies, that's all," Carr said. "I can't do much."

"But you did the most important part that none of us could do," said Magneto.

So calm, even vaguely admiring, it really didn't sound like something he would say.

Karl turned his head, and the tightly packed crowd parted ways. Under the awe and vigilance eyes of the students and teachers, Magneto walked over with a calm demeanor.

Professor X is sitting in a wheelchair, pushed forward by Magneto with his ability.

They stopped in front of Carl, and Professor X raised his voice and said, "Today and tomorrow are two days off! We will hold a barbecue banquet tonight, and Superman will also attend!"

"Really!"

"Awesome ah ah ah!"

"I'm going to call my sister! Tell her to have her boyfriend fly her over right away! She's also a Xavier graduate, and she loves Superman!"

"I don't know if I can get an autograph..."

"Superman hasn't signed anyone's autograph yet."

All the whispering voices are full of excitement and anticipation, surrounded by red smiling faces, many students in Xavier College are older than Carl, but they behave like children, a kind of long-term lack of contact with ordinary people. shy and unnatural.