The correct way to deal with multiple personalities

01.

He looked at the red magma.

Alive, boiling, searing.

As long as someone adds a little more weight, it will be easily sprayed out, covering the world with excessive warmth.

Oh, and even a gigantic volcano rooted in the world would burn less than half of the planet.

So what does it matter.

There was a small rock at his feet, and he smiled at it, watching it float tremblingly and fall into the volcano.

——The deafening sound, the screams of fleeing, despair and pain, exuding a charming fragrance.

He's invisible, looking into the darkness, and even knowing he's in his 'favorite' stance of flying, he's frustrated because he can't see anything.

Ah, yes, I still want to look down at the scenery from a high place.

Running water, green trees, and ant-like humans.

He saw human beings in a panic, and he also saw people coming to the side of the volcano with weapons in hand.

He saw the angry fire in their eyes.

Yes, even through such a large disaster, humans can still survive; as long as they are not extinct, they can always rekindle hope.

Yes, they will always recover, whether it is a war or a virus, they will always be able to solve and progress.

——So, why haven't I kicked down this rock yet?

02.

Waking up from the dream in a daze, I saw a very familiar sofa and a very familiar feeling of stomach ache and nausea.

I made a big mess, and who brought my brother back!The point is why you still carry it!Don't want to look at me so much, how about your appetite!

After stretching out his hand to pull the white cloth next to him, I saw someone sitting on the already narrow sofa and fighting for a place with my brother.

Oh, Wolverine in a tank top, I love that look when I'm watching the movie.

I was a little confused to recall where I watched the movie.

Is it at my house?

—Ah, I finally reached this damn point.

03.

Because his brother grabbed his vest, Logan finally stopped talking to someone, turned around and glanced at me.

"You have a fever."

"Oops! No wonder I think you're so cool."

The burned-out scum let go of Wolverine's vest, then raised his two arms, hugging Wolverine unexpectedly.

Then he sighed contentedly.

"...Fuck, let me go!"

Wolverine put one hand on the scum's head, trying to tear off the chewing gum sticking to himself.

"Hey, can't you let my brother enjoy it before he dies?"

"..."

"What—?" The Asian young man who had been leaning against the wall almost jumped up.

Although it was a bit blind to see my adoptive father playing a flash bomb, but suddenly a landmine came - it couldn't be compared with a flash bomb!

"Mo Xiaojun, what are you surprised about?" The mine took advantage of Wolverine's hand to relax, and rubbed against Wolverine's waist shamelessly. "Obviously you brought the poison to drink for me, didn't you?"

His squinting eyes suddenly opened, and he stared at Mo Jun standing helplessly in the corner through the gap between his arms. His eyes could be said to be cold.

"Ah, congratulations, you once again took advantage of the simple and weak little shapeshifter's lack of vigilance against humans," Master finally smiled and narrowed his eyes. .”

"I thought that medicine only stated on the label [drinking it will break your nose]!"

"——you even rummaged through my brother's box, and my brother hid it under the bed so as not to be found, and even posted a note that Logan couldn't move like 'Congratulations to the brave man for finding the treasure PS: For cosplay'."

Logan rolled his eyes angrily, and pushed the pure and weak shapeshifter back to the sofa with one hand. Seeing that he had to let go of his hand, but still hugged his waist, he finally gnashed his teeth and looked away. .

"It seems that you didn't do it on purpose." Master, the monster who never told others his name easily because of his indifference, laughed as if he was relieved.

He didn't close his eyes, but looked at Mo Jun's almost irritable expression, and said sarcastically, "I just said that your cool face definitely collapsed, ouch, I thought you were an iceberg even if you didn't even smile. .”

"Is now the time to say this?!"

"Why not?" The young man who had no strength just now jumped up from the sofa, raised his surprisingly thin arms, and made an inspirational gesture, "I am implementing the meaning of my life! My brother is even very good. Turn fairy tales into hilarious novels!"

"Enough." Wolverine kicked directly, but his legs were trembling while standing, but he was still holding on to the bastard who was trying to die - the guy's flushed and sickly face suddenly buried into the opposite sofa, he Without struggling, he stood still for a while before slowly getting up.

He no longer felt sorry for his legs that only had bones left, turned over and sat on the sofa, sitting there stiffly with a super happy expression on his abnormally red face.

"Your existence is not something empty."

"Oh." He blinked, deepened the smile on his face, and even raised his tone, "Oh oh."

"You fucking talk to me!"

"Brother is actually a calm and taciturn person."

"Believe in you to be a ghost!"

04.

I think of a lot, probably just don't know how many years ago, Logan wore a white vest at home and so on.

There are also the personalities who used to yell in my heart, and the black hole that finally fell silent.

Suddenly remembered that in the dream, brother detonated the volcano, and then the people who came to revenge were actually holding symbolic cold weapons in their hands.

Think about Mo Jun again—a long time ago, when he raised his gun at his brother, the empty magazine.

"Okay, now, I want to reveal the mystery that has troubled you for more than ten years..."

The bastard who had spent his life laughing raised his arms high, pretending to have put his wildest dreams into practice.

"What the hell kills half a doppelganger?"

Unlike his withered, dying body, his voice was overly active.

"Silver Bullets? Claws? Fire? Hunger?"

"neither."

"The only one who can kill brother is brother himself."

"If you just leave me in a place where no one is around, I will jump off a tall building willingly in just three days. As long as I don't feel that there is a living person to communicate with me, loneliness will kill me easily. —— Said Really, Mo Xiaojun, if you spoil my sense of smell casually, I hate you."

He thought of the empty world, of the rooftop with only dead things, and finally laughed at himself, you are worse than a bat that uses sound waves to recognize its way.

How can there be a fool who can see with his eyes and know the way with his nose.

He felt that the temperature of the volcano had increased a bit, or was it an illusion?

The stone floated up.

05.

"..." Wolverine, who had been silent so far, sighed silently after listening to his speech.

"Hey."

He tried to be gentle, thinking that this guy has lived with you for many years, although he does nothing and often takes pleasure in death; Pounce on; although this guy just took the opportunity to stun himself, locked in the basement and reviewed almost all the bad things in his life——

……

Wolverine violently picked up the doppelganger whose face was 80.00% dead, and almost growled and said: "You think I'm dead!"

"Oh, little wolf, I never thought of that."

"Damn it, don't talk like Deadpool!"

"Brother almost thought that my prototype was him, didn't he?"

"If you become a mercenary, I will get rid of you."

"Use what? Your claws? You have to know that even if I put a piece of silver on my chest, I still didn't die. Is there anything more powerful than claws on your body?"

"..." Logan laughed back angrily, his cheeks almost twitched and gave him a smile, "I'll stuff you into that box under the bed."

"..." Hahahaha, what a serious threat.

"And then I swore that I would never share a room with that box for the rest of my life."

"..."

"There will be absolutely no communication."

"..."

"—and, damn it, why should I be sad about a box?"

"..."

"You're fucking dumber than a box."

06.

Only Mo Jun next to him still remembered that he had just said that he was going to die.

"Ah, no—it's just a little, full?" Brother subconsciously touched his stomach, with the excessive fullness, the wonderful suffocation feeling, and even thought, ouch, am I in love? ——So I didn't pay much attention.

Yes, that stone is just a little bit closer to the magma.

"If there is no mistake in the calculation," the elder brother reached out to support the glasses of the nothingness, and suddenly lowered his voice, "You know that my calculations have never been wrong so far—" He raised his tone again, "I seem to be four weeks away from the explosion." Countdown to the hour~!"

"...Say it clearly." Wolverine's voice was a little low.

"Hey, you know, right? A person who claims to be from the future?" Brother didn't look directly at Logan any more, but tilted his head at Mo Jun, "Although I don't know why you call me daddy; but since you called me, I'm big Let me tell you mercifully—the doppelganger is a kind of animal that likes to eat negative emotions..."

"I know this part, and I filled out Wikipedia on the Internet." Mo Jun clenched his fist nervously, "The next part."

"Oh, don't worry, young man, you definitely don't know this part." Brother curled his lips, raised his legs directly to express his disdain, "Transformers are not satisfied, and they are easy to be addicted to food, but human beings— But it is a creature that can be full."

"So IQ is super smart. Ruge has created a drug that can stop addiction - temporarily close the sense of smell, and you can slowly recover as long as you eat a small amount of the same prey. Brother is really smart - but you can't use it on dead prey .”

The hunted wolf grinned.

"Otherwise, because there is no food as the primer for the antidote, the sense of smell will become ineffective from time to time—it's basically useless for my brother, bastard."

"Ike's brilliant brain—hey, I don't mean I'm going bald!—how can I bear to not smell anything?"

"So," the doppelganger who dug his own grave raised his head proudly, "I made a bet with God—as long as I can't taste that prey within 20 years—including, if possible, meeting in parallel space Come on, it will give me Wangqing water."

"Comparative gambling money, even if I let my brother eat until he explodes, he won't stop....Hey, dear, even if you stay away from me now, it's too late."

He buried himself on the sofa again, "I'm so stuffed that I almost burst."

Moreover, it's not just bursting my stomach - but this, overflowing mental power, is going to burst my body and set the world ablaze.

07.

Actually, I was just thinking that it would be better to explode there.

How about another world?

There may be another group of people buried with him.

I can't hold back anymore...

The stone has begun to fall slowly.

08.

"By the way, Mo Xiaojun——"/"Find a way for me, you bastard father!"

I was calculating all the situations of 'after the stone fell' in my head, and my brother was hit in the face by his father without knowing why.

"...I would never have given birth to such a stupid son as you."

"Alpha Calendar 5561, July [-]th, [-]:[-] pm."

Mo Jun's voice was very calm, calm and self-possessed, with a voice trained by S.H.I.E.L.D.

"I was brought here from another world by you——another world, the war made my eyes invisible to the living, maybe because of this, you——Lucia, picked me up, and as an adopted son, you sent me responsibility."

"This is impossible! Brother is a high-end liberal!"

"...so you're just so irresponsible throwing me at the professor, and that damn bedtime story, shit."

Mo Jun cursed calmly with no expression on his face.

"Wait—you're in a parallel world—?" Wolverine suddenly reacted, staring at Mo Jun in surprise, "I came here after stabbing that guy."

"What?"

"Hey, what are you guys saying!"

"I'm not sure." Mo Jun adjusted his glasses, "This world is completely different from what I know."

"I also want to know why this guy suddenly changed from a ghost to a snake spirit."

Wolverine curled his lips very calmly, looking at the expressionless guy who didn't understand, he was speechless.

09.

"That is to say—I, the Great Master, adopted you in another world and lay myself down for him to poke? It's not scientific—it's not even magical at all!"

"What the hell is no magic?" Mo Jun complained anxiously, "Whatever you think - I don't want to collect your corpse again."

"Forget about that." Brother waved his hand casually, "Did you say you can't go back to your own world?"

"……Yes?"

"Oh, brother has a good idea."