[Comprehensive British and American] When station B dominates superheroes

No one noticed that the expression of the young man in the wheelchair was weird for a moment.

Charles's slightly probing eyes lingered on the girl with an Asian face for a few seconds, then turned to Hank: "Thank you, Hank, I think you still have class later?"

The researcher in the white robe nodded: "I let them study by themselves first, and this will be over. You chat slowly, and I won't bother you."

Then he turned to Sylvia: "See you later."

The girl also thanked him and said goodbye formally.

Turning his head again, he happened to meet Charles with a gentle smile: "Please sit down, do you like tea or coffee? We have prepared some small desserts, hoping to suit your taste."

Sylvia couldn't help but stroked her hair, and sat on the soft dark reddish-brown leather sofa opposite him.

The room is very quiet, Hank's closed door seems to isolate the place from the outside world, and she and Charles, there is only a small coffee table with tea and meal plates between them.

The girl didn't know whether she should continue to look at him, she opened her mouth but didn't make a sound, and she didn't know whether to say "hello" or "thank you" or "tea is fine" first.

Then I saw the slender fingers on the opposite side gently pushing a cup of black tea over.

——Charles' hands, the palms were dry, looked warm, and there were some slight calluses on the knuckles and finger pads, which were probably left over from the previous operation of the wheelchair.

Sylvia: "...Thank you."

I always feel that the professor heard what she was thinking at the end_(:зゝ∠)_

"Although you already know, I thought I'd introduce myself first."

Charles stared at her with blue eyes and spoke.

"I'm Charles Xavier, the principal of Xavier Academy for Gifted Youth, a mutant with psychic abilities... I'm glad you can choose us."

Speaking of the second half of the sentence, he couldn't help laughing, his cornflower blue eyes were curved, and that kind of sincere welcome dispelled Sylvia's nervousness.

"I'm Sylvia." She said softly, her smile looked calm, but she was desperate for some reason, and her face turned pale.

"You can see what I'm thinking, right?"

"Actually, I didn't choose you..."

"Rather, I don't have any more options."

……

The room was silent for a while.

The smell of cookies and muffins filled the air, invisible but appetizing.

The hot air of the black tea is obvious, curling up into the air, with a wonderful whistling sound.

"I don't have any more options."

This sentence is a helpless truth. It started when Sylvia came to this world inexplicably, or, earlier, when her video was seen by [New York Citizens and Good Neighbors] in this world...

She has no other choice.

This sentence sounds endless, as if to say "there is no other choice to become a mutant", but Charles is still very sensitive to realize that the girl in front of him is not just talking about "mutants" .

He considered his tone: "Although I was a bit presumptuous when you and Hank were outside the door...but I haven't peeped into your thoughts since you entered the door."

Sylvia and him looked at each other, and smiled slightly because of his comforting words, and the blood returned to the oval face.

As if she was afraid that she would regret it, the girl said softly but clearly and quickly: "I don't mind this. In fact, I came to you because I hope you can take a look at my memory."

The professor in the wheelchair froze at the unusual request.

after awhile.

"May I ask why?"

Charles asked, rubbing his fingers on the handle of the wheelchair.

"Memory is a very personal thing. Xavier College is willing to help every mutant who feels lost about himself, no matter what he or she has experienced."

"If you're worried about trust issues..."

Sylvia shook her head and denied the second half of the sentence.

"It's not a trust issue, it's my own issue."

"Professor, I come from another world."

……

"We seem to have a new companion again!"

In Hank's biology class, a boy with natural green hair tugged Quicksilver in the front seat.

"Did you just weed outside and see who's the new guy, Pietro?"

Kuaiyin, who still had a face full of wandering thoughts, said, "...No."

Forgiving Green in the back seat had a look of disbelief: "It's real or not, would you take the opportunity to take a look?"

Pietro, who took the opportunity to take a look but wished he hadn't looked at it at all: "...no, yes,"

After a while, Forgiving Green asked a girl with special abilities and strange pupils on the other side: "Aisha, did you just watch it?"

The little girl with weird pupils looked directly at the blackboard without looking at him, but her lips twitched slightly: "I see, he came alone in a red convertible, and he looks very similar to Li Qianhuan."

Forgive Green lowered her voice and said excitedly: "Is it Asian? Is it a girl? Is it good-looking?"

"... Dick!"

The white-robed researcher on the podium flicked the pointer on the blackboard.

"Except for glycine, the α-carbon atoms of the amino acids that make up proteins are all asymmetric carbon atoms, and what amino acids do they belong to?"

Forgive Green Dick: "..."

Stand up and cry.

#汉克教师明明I don’t know why I saw him deserting today without wearing glasses! #

#Why the one who gets hurt is always the poor me with the green on top of my head#

The top student Qin Gray in the front row raised her hand.

"It's L-amino acid, sir."

"That's right, Jean." Hank rubbed the space between his brows, "Sit down, Dick, and don't disturb Pietro and Aisha."

Forgive Lv dying and sit back.

Before he could sit still, the phone in his pocket began to buzz and vibrate.

He glanced at the podium, and Hank had already turned around to continue his lecture, so he quietly opened the notification on his mobile phone, and squinted...

"Oh!"

Forgive Green was so frightened by the news that he saw the news that he shook his hands and dropped the phone directly to the ground.

It wasn't over yet, his brain was almost at a standstill, and he couldn't help howling: "WTF!"

The eyes of the entire classroom were gathered, and Hank on the podium popped out a "well" character visible to the naked eye, which seemed to be about to turn blue:

"Dick!"

However, Forgive Green is no longer in the mood to care if his teacher is going to be out of shape with anger.

Tremblingly, he picked up the phone on the ground and checked it again, with a cautious tone: "Teacher, it's news... something happened to Pietro's sister..."

Hank was taken aback.

Kuaiyin, who was still immersed in his own thoughts, shuddered suddenly, and used the fastest speed in his life to escape the mobile phone case in Forgive Green's hand.

Forgive Lu only felt that the news headline was read by the other party as soon as his hands were lightened.

"—The recklessness of the Avengers!

- Scarlet Witch Wanda Maximoff blew up an entire building in Wakanda!

——Civilian casualties in the isolated innocent city are heavy! "

……

"There are no Avengers or X-Men in my world."

"In other words, there are in my world, but they don't exist in this...form...."

"It may be a little strange to say it, but I know Hank, I know you, I know those superheroes, and I even know your past and future..."

"For example, the entanglement between Magneto and the X-Men, or the upcoming civil war of the Avengers."

"...but none of you know me."

Sylvia's hands folded unconsciously on her knees, and her slightly anxious fingers repeatedly crossed and loosened back and forth.

"More than half a month ago, in my own world, I had the ability to turn items into two-dimensional, and now I suspect that I am a mutant..."

"The flight I took a few days ago was supposed to go to Canada, but after I slept on the plane, I came to the United States in this world, and then found that there is a lot more in this world..."

"There are many more situations that shouldn't have happened in my world, or in other words, things that should have been fictional have come true..."

"I suspect that my deep sleep on the plane at the time had something to do with my abilities."

"..."

Sylvia picked and picked out some situations.

Although she felt a little unwilling to face it, she still forced herself to look at Professor X, not wanting to miss his reaction.

——Professor Xavier, who can accept things like "reversing the future", and the most powerful mutant in history, has been her first choice for help from the very beginning.

Fortunately, as he expected, Charles did not show any "difficult to accept" expression, although the blue eyes, which were as beautiful as the brightest color in the clearest spring sky in spring, were slightly darkened.

"In short... the whole thing is a bit complicated."

The girl who briefly explained the situation took a breath, and said with some worry:

"And one more question, I'm not sure you can see what's going on in my head."

"Because in my world, Professor X was injured because he tried to read the brain of a mutant—Deadpool—but couldn't accept the huge amount of information——Deadpool will not die, and he also has the ability to penetrate the dimension. The ability—caused that Professor X could only force himself to forget about everything.”

"So you must be careful when reading my memory, I..."

Her words stopped under the plate of black tea and snacks that Charles pushed over again.

The girl who realized that she had talked for a long time before anyone had a chance to speak couldn't help but blushed. She forced herself to maintain a calm expression, and took a sip of the black tea.

The tea, which was already not so hot, had a warm feeling, which calmed down the impatience in her heart.

"……Feel sorry."

I'm sorry she's been talking to herself for so long.

Sylvia knew herself that she had lost her footing a bit.

The sudden incident of the Dimensional Wall, the various crises that may occur in the future, the empty home she saw when she returned to the old house, and her own inexplicable ability...

One thing after another.

Qi Qi has a backlog in his heart.

What's the use of being calm on weekdays?

For this mixed world, the BAU and the Avengers, the X-Men and the Justice League... and the dark forces that may be hiding in the dark, waiting to go.

She even gave her name by herself.She doesn't even know her own body.

She is out of place, she has no place to belong.

……

"Relax, kid."

Charles, who had been silently listening to her words, reassured her.

Sylvia felt a warm tide enveloping her, and Charles' mental power was like a hand stroking a cat, sorting out her anxiety and fear little by little.

"Take your time, we will solve the problems one by one."

The brunette nodded.

Charles pondered for a while and said, "First of all, I have a question..."

The girl waited with bated breath, "Tell me, I will answer whatever you say!"

The professor on the opposite side couldn't help laughing because of her expression and reaction, and then asked, "Why did you choose to tell all this?"

The man's serious eyes seemed to hide a calm sea under a clear sky.

"You should understand that the best way to protect yourself is to keep it a secret."

"Your ability will not be reflected on the outside, as long as you don't use it in public, you will never be discovered."

"You won't meet other psychics who come to spy on your mind, and no one will know what secrets you know."

"You're not even a mutant, and neither mutant detectors nor suppressors threaten you."

"As long as you act like a normal person, you won't have any crisis, and you won't be involved in the vortex of these things."

"So……"

"why?"

……

why?

Sylvia also asked herself again and again.

But the answer to this question, before choosing to transfer from Manhattan to West Chester, she thought about it clearly.

——Because there is no other way, she can't stay out of it at all.

Why would she do this if she had no choice?

She can stay in Manhattan for a few days to rest, even stay until the start of school, and then be an ordinary college freshman. After finishing her studies, she can find a job to support herself, or she can go back to China.

There's no need to rush to Academy X without even losing the jet lag.

But her back path was completely blocked by a boulder.

Even if she's not a mutant...

and many more……

and so on.

"...I'm not a mutant?!"

The author has something to say:

What exactly is Sylvia's true ability!

What is the real identity of Linthia's second grandfather?

What is the mysterious power that forced her to tell everything!

Where will the Avengers' civil war go, go, and go? !

In which chapter does Little Spider, the male protagonist with a forgiving green head, come out? !

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