[Comprehensive British and American] When station B dominates superheroes

Twilight Quadruple.

Running from the suburban area of ​​West Chester to the Xavier Academy for Gifted Youth in the suburbs, Sylvia's means of transportation is the red car.

There are almost no ingredients in the refrigerator, so the girl plans to take a cart home in the supermarket when she comes back.

In normal times, Sylvia would not go out at night-the security at night in the United States is as disturbing as the gun licenses it distributes in large numbers-but she is a magical girl after all, even in the X Academy. Even if you stay too late, you can go home with a "swoosh" and wait a few days for the car to pick it up.

On those agents who tailgate or call traffic monitors?In Charles's original words, "Even if we act unfamiliar, they won't think we are unfamiliar", so let them go, maybe they can also play the role of bodyguards...

Sylvia, who planned to let everything go with the wind, parked and got off the car on the parking lot of Xavier College, isolated the surveillance of the "bodyguards" from the gate of the college, pushed the door and walked to the most lively place in the college—— Dining room.

She thought she'd see hungry little mutants fighting over a freshly baked lamb chop or potato bacon eggs or something like every meal before...

Turns out she was wrong.

Xavier College tonight is surprisingly harmonious, all the students are sitting at their respective tables, happily chewing potato chips, or fish and chips, or licorice sticks...

Friendly theater.

As for what show they were watching...

With a sound of "咻", Sylvia only felt more touch on the back of her head and waist, and everything in front of her eyes blurred like a kaleidoscope. The next moment, before her eyes had time to blink, she appeared in the middle of a Good location on the left.

Next to her was Alex Li Qianhuan who was laughing and greeting her.

Sylvia reached out and touched the silver hair of the little angel of Kuaiyin—the fluffy and dry hair was much softer than she imagined—before Kuaiyin reacted and exploded, he smiled and said: "What are you doing? ah?"

Li Qianhuan was very friendly and handed her a large package of mixed melon seeds, pork jerky, beef tendon and plum candy.

"It's almost time, you just wait and see, hehehe."

……

As if to confirm Li Qianhuan's words.

The restaurant's wall clock reached the hour after a few more steps, and the chime of "Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang" could not suppress the hurried footsteps coming from the small side door.

Light and heavy steps approached one after the other, all very, very fast.

In the next second, there was a sound of "bang", and the small side door was pushed open by a thin hand, and Laura, the little wolf girl with soft brown hair and shawl, rushed in like a small whirlwind.

The door slammed shut as she swung it back, and was caught by another big hand that was several heads higher the next second before it was closed. The cat-eared history professor Wolverine looked angry. He hurriedly followed behind and squeezed in.

The little mutants in the entire restaurant were sitting upright, pretending to eat melons, but actually watching the show secretly.

Sylvia looked at Laura's angry but visibly more lively face, couldn't help laughing, and opened a pack of beef tendon while eating and waiting for a scene: "Wow... this is delicious, I like how spicy it is. "

Li Qianhuan: "That's right, I asked someone to bring it from China, and there are not many bags left."

Sylvia: "Hey, I didn't bring many snacks when I came here. I was planning to buy them online and then look for international transshipment. Do you want to pay for the postage together?"

Li Qianhuan: "Okay, okay!"

Li Qianhuan: "But with your ability, you can bring as many snacks as you want?"

Sylvia: "...Yes_(:зゝ∠)_"

……

"*&...%&￥#(*...!!!"

The two "veterans" were still discussing what kind of snacks to smuggle in here, and Laura, who had already been seated over there, suddenly burst out a long string of gibberish Mexican words, sharp and fast, like a little sparrow jumping out of biubiubiu.

Few people present could understand, but Logan replied angrily: "No, you can't eat this! If I say you can't, you can't!"

Laura: "&*...￥&#...@...&!"

Logan: "Children must listen to adults!"

Laura: "*(*&#...￥@￥#!!!"

Logan: "Why? Because I fucking gave you all the genes!"

Laura: "*#￥......*&￥%#￥!!!"

Logan: "I don't care where your genes come from? Your father is your father!"

Laura: "......!!!"

Laura: The wolf claws are so angry.

Logan: Light up three wolf claws.

Laura: Straight up the claws on the feet.

Logan: "You can't put your legs on the table when you eat!!!"

Laura: "*%*&%￥%#@￥!!!"

Logan: "I don't care how many claws you have!"

Logan: Reach out and hold down the dog's head.

Laura: I get angry when I reach out to scratch someone but my hands are not enough.

All students: I could eat two extra slices of pizza in this scene.

……

Sylvia stared at it for a long time and kept laughing.

Everyone else was watching from the corner of the eye while eating, while smiling quietly, only she was sitting upright, holding a small basket in her hand, laughing silently and clearly.

Li Qianhuan even suspected that she saw tears in Sylvia's eyes.

——The pretty amber pair looks wet and shiny under the bright retro ceiling lights in the restaurant.

The Asian mutant pinched Cyclops' waist and motioned him to look into Sylvia's eyes: "Is she crying?"

Scott whispered: "...it seems?"

Alex patted his younger brother's dog's head contemptuously: "You know how to do it, little brother."

Their gentle conversation seemed to wake Sylvia up from the farce.

The girl with a little red nose sat back slowly, touched a small brownie cake from Kuaiyin's plate, and said while eating, "When you see...you will cry too."

She didn't say what she saw.

The word "Twilight Wolf" rolled on the tip of her tongue, and the brunette smiled to cover it up.

Only then did everyone remember Sylvia's special "ability".

If she doesn't say anything, it's not easy for everyone to ask, and they can't guess why. They just think it's probably a bad thing, but since she's smiling now, the bad thing has probably been covered up by the ever-changing world—— There is no need to know any more.

"Speaking of which, where's Warren?" Sylvia asked, swallowing the brownie in her mouth.

Blink said: "He hasn't come to school these two days, but he only came to school occasionally. Worthington Enterprise has a lot of things to do."

"No..." the little blue devil who had been burying his head in his food suddenly said, "He... hiccup... recently he has been busy collecting various comics for children."

Kuaiyin hummed: "You know again..."

The relationship between Kurt and Warren is very strange. One looks like a devil and the other looks like an angel, but they get along very well. At least compared to Quicksilver, who is always fighting with Warren, Kurt and Warren can be called Friendly and intimate.

Sylvia felt relieved, she could sense where Aya was and how her physical condition was, but she didn't know more specifically.

Angel has a cold face and a warm heart, which is fine.

……

On the other hand, the battle between Wolverine and Wolf Girl has risen to the level of hands and feet.

Two pairs of different wolf claws swipe on the table to form three/two fierce levers. The surrounding students want to escape from the fighting area together, holding the food plate and continuing to eat.

Until a swift strong wind came in from the window, and both the cat-eared man and the little girl were thrown into the open space. The former "piaji" fell to the ground, and the latter was safely put on the ground.

——The distinction is very obvious.

The figure of Orolo, the storm girl, came in from the door after the storm ended, rolling her eyes as she walked to the window—oh, she has a pair of completely white eyes at the moment—smiling and scolding: "How old are you, Logan? Won't be a father?"

Logan, who eats shit, snorted.

Orolo, who had taught the older children a lesson, turned around and asked Sylvia with a smile, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Sylvia raised her paw: "I ate at home before coming here."

"The professor asked me to come and find you. He and others are over there in the lab."

After Storm finished speaking, she made a "Stop" gesture to the Kuaiyin who were ready to move beside her: "It's not for you, finish your meal well, and you still have homework to do tonight."

The X-Men squeezed by homework: QAQ

……

Sylvia meets Polaris awake in the lab.

Different from the overall old sense of history and oil painting-like retro style of Xavier's mansion, the high-tech laboratory is full of cool metal colors and various indistinguishable instruments.

The green-haired young lady was lying back on the soft gray chair, and her face, which was usually too cold and impersonal, was a little more tense and soft.

The probe head coated with glossy potion was really held in Hank's hand, and it moved slowly on her slightly swollen belly.

On the monitor, in the center of the perspective view representing the uterus, a small life curled up quietly.

Different from ordinary B-ultrasound, this fetus is surrounded by faint light green flocculent spectrum, as if some energy is surging around it.

Polaris' boyfriend Jiaoshi stood on the side holding his girlfriend's hand, staring at the image with a nervous expression on his face.

"The fetus is healthy and has not been affected." Hank carefully checked the data and came to a conclusion.

——Perhaps because they didn’t want to drive Magneto crazy, the Sky Eye Society and Ajax didn’t inject Polaris with mutant enhancement medicine.

After being exposed to brainwashing control, Polaris suffered no other irreversible damage except that he was somewhat weak due to energy overdraft.

The good news brought the couple who had gone through ups and downs together.

Sylvia turned her head in embarrassment, just in time to meet Charles's gentle smiling face.

She leaned over: "Professor, are you looking for me?"

Every time I get to school, I will be discovered by the professor... I have long been used to qwq.

As if aware of her thoughts, the professor's cornflower-colored blue eyes flashed a smile, and he waved his hand: "You want to come to me."

Sylvia blinked, looked away, and then looked back: "They..." those black-robed clones.

"I didn't hold it." Charles shook his head and replied softly.

This cruel answer was like a cold sedative, washing away Sylvia's good mood from seeing "Wolverine vs Little Wolf Girl".

With a heavy heart, she followed the professor to the other end of the laboratory. Behind the half-closed metal door, there seemed to be a group of monsters with teeth and claws hiding, which could suck away all good emotions from people.

Charles pushed the door open.

The air inside the door smelled like medicine, rushing towards her face, Sylvia held her breath subconsciously—Chinese people have certain smells of medicine, rancidity, death, or other "unlucky" smells in their bones. Natural taboo.

But soon she forced herself to breathe again.

She thought she would see some coffins or white cloth, but unexpectedly, the room was empty.

Only something like a pacemaker was beeping.

There was a man lying on the hospital bed with no life on his face. If it wasn't for the beeping beeps, she would almost have thought he was dead.

She died because of her subconscious Two-dimensionalization at the time. After all, she was really not sure whether the human brain could recover after it was turned into a piece of paper.

——X-24.

……

"It's none of your business, Thea."

The professor in the wheelchair turned his head slightly.

"His recovery ability is stronger than Logan, I just let Hank turn off the program in his brain."

Sylvia asked with a blank look: Then?

"He has long lost the ability to think, and everything is completely controlled by the dead program rooted in his brain. The program is there, he can [activity], and the purpose of his life is to complete the task." Charles slowly explained, "And the program Closed, his body will not move."

"……do you understand me?"

What kind of person is a human being, and what kind of person is considered alive... These are two very complicated propositions.

What are they going to do with the X-24?

let go?impossible.

not let go?Hanging his life like this and putting him to death here?

Or... killed?

This kind of thought circled in Sylvia's mind, and she even thought it was a relief, and it saved a lot of trouble in the follow-up—but she soon became silent because of her own thoughts.

She has no qualifications and position to make a choice, and she doesn't want to see such a choice.

Even the initial reason for this choice is wrong, the original sin.

- The appearance of X-24 is a mistake, but he is not.

The professor was considerate and didn't speak.

……

When they left this spacious but narrow room that seemed to make people feel suffocated, they passed Polaris and Eclipse, Hank, and the long old-fashioned corridor... After arriving at the terrace near the garden, Charles just stopped.

"I'm glad, Thea."

Charles' voice is low and soothing, like a cello playing slowly, playing a ditty without lyrics in the afterglow of dusk.

"From the time I met you to now, you don't seem to have changed."

He didn't change because of mastering an overpowering ability, didn't change because of the darkness and truth he faced, and didn't change because of changes in his own position and identity.

Her elders taught her well, and under the guidance of that person, she walked well by herself.

——Being impartial, although he has hesitated, he has never deviated from his original intention.

"When you get involved in these things, you always face a choice like today."

"This is just the beginning, Thea." And there's more to come.

"……are you ready?"

The shadow of the sun can no longer be seen in the sky. West Chester, surrounded by mountains, only has a faint afterglow hanging in the sky, like the tomato sauce left after eating a plate of spaghetti. came.

Sylvia's face was stained crimson under the sunset.

She leaned on the railing, looked at the professor, smiled sadly and softly: "No, this kind of thing can never be well prepared, professor."

"But I'm going to be on the road of preparation."

Then, how long will it take?

Who knows.

The author has something to say:

When X-24 was left behind, I wondered whether X-24 should die.

Then there is no answer.

Hey, the last few chapters are actually quite dull. You have been chasing the article for so long. Do you have any suggestions to mention_(:зゝ∠)_

Dragonfly always feels that there is something lacking, but I can't grasp where the lack is_(:зゝ∠)_