[Zhongyingmei] I'm just here to talk about someone

Hella woke up on the college's white bed, covered with warm blankets, and wearing a cute white pleated nightgown. She clenched her hands gloomily. Today is the eighth day of her stay on earth. Every day she All trying to challenge anyone here.

But she never won. From the initial fighting spirit to the present, she struggled not to give up and wanted to leave here. If Sol and the others hadn't thrown her here, she would not have been insulted!

She looked out the window, there was mist in the morning, the sky in the distance was blurred, and there were already people moving downstairs near the playground. She had seen how different the people here were from ordinary humans these days.

"Oh, it's just a mutant."

These damn humans dared to let her suffer such setbacks. If one day she regained the power of the gods, she would come here and raze this place to the ground.

Thinking of this, she glanced at her young child's body again, angrily lifted the blanket on her body, threw it to the ground without grace, and looked at the lace skirt on her body in disgust.

As the mighty Goddess of Death, everyone is afraid of her and fears her coming. She misses the time that was accompanied by death and war.

Later, she was locked in that space for too long, so long that her resentment fermented into a strong killing intent, and her heart longed to destroy everything on the day she went out, whether it was the former kingdom or Odin.

She thought that she would definitely be able to do what she expected, as long as she was given a chance, she would be able to avenge her revenge. Over the years, she could also feel that Odin was weakening, and she was about to succeed.

Until the throne was suddenly handed over for some reason, perhaps to Odin's son, but it didn't matter what it was, the important thing was that she saw the opportunity at that moment.

The moment the throne is handed over, the barriers of this space will become fragile. Although it will be strengthened immediately after the succession is completed, she still finds that the new king's strength is obviously not as good as her own.

When it was time to fight hard, she had stayed in this void and only dark space for too long, and while fighting against the space barrier, the power of the seal transmitted from Asgard was getting stronger.

Hela made a decision at that moment, no matter how much power she could save, as long as she could escape, she would be free!

She overdrawn all her strength and did not regret seizing that opportunity, because as time passed, the new king's power became stronger and stronger, and she would only wait longer.

Now facing this situation, Hela gritted her teeth.

This is a poison berry that has to be eaten.

Because for her, the temptation to leave the dark space is greater, but it is too much to become a child and lose all her strength!

She will never forgive Saul and them!She wanted them to feel her pain one day!Revenge them severely!

At this time, a soft voice suddenly sounded in her mind.

'Hella, can you not release your grievances early in the morning? '

Charles was staring blankly at the white wall above the bed.

He said to the goddess in that special situation in his mind, "What do you do when you get up so early, go to study or exercise when you get up, don't spread resentment and poisonous gas early in the morning, it's too bad for your physical and mental health." '

Reluctantly covering their faces with their hands is the most detrimental to the physical and mental health of those with psychic abilities.

He was woken up in the middle of the night last night and fell asleep very late.

Eric has been missing for a long time, and I don't know why he suddenly came through his window last night.

After they said a few words, the man borrowed the small sofa outside the room, and Charles went back to bed to sleep.

Haila blushed a little, she pursed her lips, God's face was far away from her, and she didn't know why there was a mind reader here. It was not strange to say it in her heart, but it was strange to be heard!

Damn mortals dare to peek into her heart!

We must find a way to murder him!

'I hear you, you can beat Dinnock first. '

Abominable mind-reading mutant!

Dinnock was a boy in the academy who looked the same age as she looked now, and they were both in the same grade these days, and Hela had tried to kidnap Dinnock thirteen times, but failed.

Charles got up slowly. The floor of his bedroom was wooden floor, and it was only a little cool in the morning. He sat in the wheelchair, without a coat, and only wore the thin, soft white shirt that he wore when he went to sleep.

He went to the window and opened some curtains, the morning light was shining gently into the room, the dark blue curtains had a gradient of light and dark because of the light, his face reflected the light, there was a little warmth and smile in his eyes, and the fresh colors were soft holding someone's heart.

This picture was seen by Eric at the door, and he stared at it for a long time before looking away.

"Charles."

The person in front of the window immediately turned his head when he heard the voice, "Are you walking without making any sound?"

"It's because you didn't pay attention, you are always in a daze in the morning."

"Well, you came over suddenly last night, what happened, and you fell asleep without explaining clearly."

"I got word that I have a kid in this academy."

"what!?"

Charles leaned forward, grabbed the handle of the wheelchair, and asked in a daze, "Do you know?"

Eric watched him say this, and he was at a loss for a moment.

"I just found out yesterday, but why do you ask that?"

This question is as if he already knew it, full of prophetic meaning.

Charles didn't answer his words right away. He turned his head slightly and looked out of the window as if trying to escape, but after a while he realized that he couldn't escape, so he sighed and turned his head to look at the other party.

"It took me so long to find out, what a...how am I going to tell you now!"

"What's wrong?" Eric had a puzzled look on his face.

"You first tell me the news you got, her name?"

"Lorna Dane."

"what!?"

Charles nearly fell out of his wheelchair.

"Did you check something wrong?"

"Her mother left me a message before she died, asking me to take care of the girl, but it took too long for that person to find me until ten years passed.

"She only had a short relationship with me at the beginning, the kind who didn't have any affection at all."

"So the person she entrusted didn't know my real identity, but just went to find me with a false fake identity. After looking for it for many years, I never went back, and naturally he didn't find it either."

"Because I went back to that city by accident, and then that identity information was used, and that person found me based on this and told me about it."

"He said I should have another daughter, and because it happened so long ago, that child is now an adult."

"I was shocked and went to find out immediately."

Then Eric found out here.

Charles looked confused. He looked at this man, his eyes suddenly changed, flashing with faint and dangerous light.

One two three four!It's endless!

This person has a real problem!

He must turn him into a duck this time!

No one can stop him from being ruthless at this moment, it's just a hint of madness in the collapse, and he feels that he has nothing to say.

dog man!Die!

If he doesn't agree with a word, he will do it.

Charles closed his eyes, frowning slightly.

Eric looked at Charles, he didn't know why he had a bad feeling, he froze for a moment, stretched out his hand and was about to say something.

In the next second, the man at the door suddenly lost his eyesight. He rattled a few times in the small living room outside the room, gradually pouted his buttocks, and paced back and forth in the room in a ridiculous walking posture.

Charles put down the camera in the corner of the room with a blank face, pressed the power button to record, and then he read a book. This person should stay in this state until he feels better.

After 10 minutes, Charles closed the book, took a deep breath, and released Eric's mind control after getting ready.

The man was still a little silly at first, he frowned, then suddenly turned his head and looked fiercely at the man in the wheelchair, then strode quickly and approached, "Charles!"

His voice was deep and depressed, with gnashing of teeth in shame and anger.

"What have you done! How many times have I said you can't control me!"

"I was just going to ask you what you did! You wait, your retribution has arrived." Charles understated, his seemingly calm and calm posture was actually crazy.

"Come on, I'll take you to see your daughter."

Eric grabbed his wheelchair, looked down into his eyes and said, "I can't let you down, you can't fool me! What did you just ask me to do?"

"Nothing, you'll know."

Charles raised his eyebrows a little, his lower lip was closed, and his gaze was a little wandering. Eric was familiar with it. This was the expression of this person wanting to do something bad, or that he had already done something bad.

He narrowed his eyes, reached out and grabbed the wrist of the person in front of him, "Say, what did you do to me?"

Charles acted like nothing happened, he said.

"You must ask clearly, I will tell you later, let's solve your other matter first, isn't that the purpose of your coming here?"

"...Let you go for a while, you still have to explain to me later."

The two walked into the corridor one after the other, passed through the bedroom and the private area, went down to the first floor, and reached the part of the school teaching building.

"Is she here for the X-Men now? How is she doing?"

"What are you going to do to her?"

Charles is well aware that Eric is a career-oriented person, and knowing that this suddenly extra adult daughter is a mutant with powerful abilities, he will only want to use her power even more.

"I want her to join me, but...it's up to her to decide. I'm not an ignorant person. I haven't given her any protection or support. She survived to adulthood on her own."

"We don't have any feelings. I will give her any help, but I understand that she doesn't want to go with me."

Charles lowered his head, "She is doing very well. There may have been setbacks before, but they are all over."

When he raised his head again, looking at the long corridor, he no longer hesitated, maybe it was really time for the truth to be revealed, and it might not be good for them to keep hiding.

Only when the truth is laid out can all problems be solved, and the future attitude and whether to accept the other party can be determined.

They are related by blood after all, they, all of them.