When the Super British Ruled the Earth[British and American]

It's not that Superman has no magic resistance at all, it's just that compared to his other abilities, the magic resistance is relatively low.

However, Celia is too buggy, isn't she? ?Clark even suspected that her ability was specially designed to deal with him.In fact, there are countless mutants and mutants of the magic system on the earth, and there are a lot of outstanding legal system superheroes. However, he and Xilia's bloodline seem to force them to compete on the same plane. Then hit him hard.

In fact, it still hurts... Should I say that they are fortunately together?

However, after the test, Clark also somewhat let go of his snacks.At least no one on earth can hurt Xilia. In the face of such a huge difference in their own strength, even if Xilia's adoptive brothers and sisters come to the door again, there is no way to bully her because of her weakness like before. up.

Yes, Superman has been brooding about this for a long time.It was fine in the past, but now that he thinks back to what Xilia has experienced in the past, he can't help feeling so distressed that he wants to beat Thanos and his gang again.

"Thank you for lending us the training room." Before leaving, Clark said.

"It's okay, I enjoyed watching it too." Charles smiled lightly.

The three got on the elevator and returned to the ground.

"Are you leaving now?" Charles asked.Clark nodded, and he said, "Stay here for a while, you can leave after dinner."

Superman felt bad when he heard the second half of Professor X's words. Sure enough, Silia, who was inspired to eat all over the earth, immediately raised her head, her eyes shining brightly.

"Okay, let's go after dinner." She said happily.

"..." At this moment, Clark always felt that there seemed to be a black air behind Charles' gentle smile.Helpless, Superman said in a deep voice, "But I don't want...you understand."

"Of course, the three of us can eat together."

Charles took them to a small conference room to sit down, and after a while, there was a knock on the door - Hank the Beast walked in, still pushing a dining cart.

"Professor, when will you remember that I am a scientist, not your driver, butler and cook." Hank said helplessly.

But when Hank walked into the room and met Superman's indifferent expression, he stopped talking, and his relaxed expression just now became a little tense.

"Thank you, please, Hank." Charles smiled slightly.

Hank put all the plates on the table. He glanced at Celia, but he focused more on Superman. He didn't hide the vigilance and defense on his face, and Superman didn't care.

Facing the blue-haired Hank, Celia gasped loudly.My God, there is such a masculine handsome guy on earth? ! What's a good place for the X-Men? ?His hair is so exotic.

As Clark got to know Celia better, she raised an eyebrow, and Clark knew what was going on in her mind.Seeing Celia's shocked and reminiscing expression at this moment, Superman's mood... How should I put it, it doesn't matter if her nympho is Charles, Bruce or Tony Bucky, at least according to the aesthetics of the earth, they are still Be able to compare.

But beastly Hank? ?He, such a big superman sitting beside her, she was looking at the beast?Even the villain who hates Superman the most has to admit that Superman is handsome, but why can't Helia see this in his eyes?

If it's not outside, Superman must have a good discussion with her about this matter.But now...

"Aren't you hungry?" said Superman.He controlled his attitude so as not to let the temperature drop too much, the corner of his mouth curled up, "Eat."

The last two words are a bit gnashing of teeth.Paired with Superman's out-of-place grin, it's a little twisted.

Normal people might be frightened, or wary.But Celia withdrew her gaze normally, let out an 'oh', and started to eat—Charles could tell that she really wasn't afraid of Superman being angry at all.

Charles laughed.

"You guys are such a fun couple," he said. "Clark, I'm glad you have a girlfriend."

"You also think it's better for the peace of the earth?" Superman raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I think this is very good for you." Charles said gently and politely, "When I saw you half a year ago, I even doubted that the humanity in you would completely disappear within a year. The fundus of your eyes at that time It's empty, as if Clark Kent is dead and Superman's shell is alive. And now...you're back, which is good. Everyone needs love, hate and responsibility alone don't make a person healthy living in the world."

Hearing his words, Clark fell silent.He looked at Xilia—they didn't avoid Xilia when they talked. As a Buddhist alien, Xilia herself was not interested in the conversation between them, but was concentrating on cutting the steak.

It may be that both of their eyes fell on her, and Celia noticed it. She raised her head and glanced at each of them with a blink of an eye.She knew it was a cliché again, people on Earth were very happy that Superman was in a relationship, because it would make his behavior more controllable.

But to be honest, she doesn't care about the earth at all, and the thoughts of earth people are too complicated for her.

As if aware of her thoughts, Professor X gently tickled the corners of his mouth.

"I'm glad you're here, Celia," he said. "Your presence opens up new possibilities for everyone...including your own."

"What possibility?" Celia felt that it was difficult for her to understand Professor X's words.

"Hope, a new hope," Charles said gently. "I guess Clark felt it too. The situation on Earth is deadlocked. Everyone is trying to find the future, but with little success. Perhaps, an alien visitor Joining will give us new ideas and future."

"I don't want her to bring any hope and future." Superman said in a deep voice, "I want her to be an ordinary person that no one knows about."

"In a society without secrets, it's impossible. Especially considering that her other half is you." Charles said sincerely, "Of course, I don't want to get involved in politics. You know what I care, the world now It is still peaceful, but you may have noticed that the peace under the concentration of power is like building blocks, and everything will collapse when a gust of wind blows."

Superman's blue eyes stared at Professor X.

"That's why you asked us to stay for dinner?" he said.

"No, Clark. The reason for keeping you is because I really want to treat Celia to a meal." Charles smiled, "I like her very much, she reminds me of my youngest generation of students. The most fascinating place is the breath of freedom from the universe, and the weird mind, isn't it?"

Is there a metaphor here?Celia thought as she gnawed on the steak, people on Earth like to speak in metaphors.

After the three of them had dinner, Charles and Celia exchanged contact information.He's the first person from any other organization to join Cilia besides the Justice League and Avengers.

Celia really thinks that Charles likes her very much, he is very nice, and the breath on her body is also very comfortable.

"It's his special ability to let others get close to him." After the two left, Superman said, "He is the first person to set up a school for mutants, so he is naturally very friendly."

How does Celia feel that Clark means to let her not be too fond of Charles?

She looked at Clark inquiringly, and Clark tightened his arms around her waist—yes, they were in the sky at the moment. The distance from the X-Men's base to Manhattan is not too far for them. At this moment, Superman is flying very slowly, and it is right to digest it after a meal.

"We need to talk about your aesthetics." Superman said in a low voice. "You can't be so excited every time you see a non-human appearance."

"I know you are very handsome in the aesthetics of the earth." Celia said reassuringly, "But the two of us grew up in different environments, you have to give me time to get used to it."

"But you can't just keep staring at colorful people every time you see them." Superman said unhappily, "You certainly don't want me to stare at other opposite sexes like this."

Celia put her arms around his neck, her lips pressed against Clark's ear.

"At least I just took a look, and I didn't run into someone three times by chance, and I stood in front of the convenience store and chatted for 5 minutes."

"... Celia!" Clark said helplessly.

Xilia's personality of holding revenge in a small notebook is simply too contradictory to her Buddhist lifestyle.

The two stared at each other for a long time, and neither of them backed down.

"Okay." After a while, Celia said reluctantly.

"Okay." Clark said, "Did you do what you said?"

"What about you?" Celia asked.

"I'll do what I say," Clark said.

Clark is not happy to see Celia being nympho to someone who is not as handsome as him, and Celia is not happy to see other women being nympho to Clark.

So, the two reached an agreement with their eyes - Xilia will not be a nympho in the future, and will not look at other men.And Clark is not allowed to dress so handsomely, nor can he chat with the opposite sex who has plans.Both agreed, and there was a truce.

At that moment, they all had a common thought.

…After traveling to so many cities, perhaps, the most suitable thing for them is to return to the North Pole to stay, so that they don’t need to be jealous of each other and avoid harming others.

American metropolis.

Detectors were flying in the sky, and the white robot policemen shook their round heads on the side of the road, watching the situation on the street.

A gust of wind blew by, and Lex Luthor drove the streamlined sports car at the prescribed speed.He turned the intersection and continued to drive... After another 10 minutes, he stopped in front of his villa.

"~Ding Dong, I know you heard me. Open the door, I just want to play with you~"

Lex hummed, he opened the door of the villa, and adjusted his collar by the way.

"~Ding Dong, you can't keep me waiting, it's too late for you to try to escape~"

Lex walked into the villa, the French windows did not draw the curtains, the detector outside automatically scanned, in the eyes of the machine, a man named 'Lex Luthor' with thermal imaging opened a beer in his own home and took a sip, and then Went into the toilet.

No abnormalities were found.

After the machine turned and scanned once more, Lex had already come out of the toilet. He sat on the sofa and turned on the TV with his legs crossed.

At the same time, Lex was walking towards the underground secret room connected to the toilet.

The narrow downward passage echoed with the man's pleasant humming.

"~I saw you through the window, our eyes locked together~"

In the underground secret room, Lex stretched out his hands to stroke his hair. He lowered his head and saw dozens of densely packed ants crawling out of a cave, with a white folded paper on their shoulders.Lex knelt down, picked up the paper, and unfolded it.

A photo was copied on the crumpled paper.

It was in a border town in Canada. A tall man was holding a petite girl by the hand. The man was wearing a hat and glasses. He lowered his head, as if he was talking to her.

Lex's eyes lingered on their faces, and after a few seconds he smiled.

He carefully and slowly tore the tall man and the girl into pieces in the photo.He casually threw all the fragments on the ground, but the ants seemed to have intelligence, picked up the fragments one after another, and disappeared into the ant nest.

"~Ding Dong, I'm here to find you~"

Lex smiled, seemingly a little nervous, but his eyes were extremely clear and calm.

The corners of his mouth got bigger and bigger.

"...the fun is about to begin, Superman."