[Zongyingmi] What can I do, I am also desperate

"long time no see."

Sandra's hand trembled, and the phone in her hand fell.Feathers visible to the naked eye grew rapidly from her body, and Tim also saw that her loose coat was bulging, as if something was about to come out from underneath.

Sandra turned her head and saw that it was Red Robin squatting on the window sill of her house before she felt relieved, but it still made her feel embarrassed to be seen by people seeing her mutated out of control due to emotional fluctuations.

"Can't you change to a more normal way? Like knocking on the door and saying hello so I can open the door?"

Sandra picked up the phone on the ground without any hope and asked.

Tim shrugged, "Hello?"

Gathering her protruding feathers and outstretched wings, Sandra walked over and closed the window and drew the curtains. Tim walked in quite self-consciously and stood at a blind corner looking at Sandra's room , quietly observing her living habits.

"Do you want some water? I don't have drinks or coffee at home."

Turning on the light, Sandra wanted to go to the kitchen to get water to drink, but now she asked Tim out of politeness, although she didn't think Tim would drink.

"No thanks."

"So where are you going to start the conversation?"

White fingers carelessly rest on the transparent glass.The scalding hot water burned the thin white fingertips into red, and the rising water vapor calmly pulled out various irregular shapes, and finally diffused into the air bit by bit.Sandra is a little nervous, of course she will be nervous, any normal person will definitely be nervous when facing her idol, it’s no big deal, she just needs to relax and calmly combine the mutation points on her body with Red Robin Just say it, and don't even need to mention her situation in this appearance. Anyway, she guessed that Red Robin must have sorted out all her information before coming. After all, he is the little president from the Bat family. bird……

Ah oh.

*.

Sandra finally remembered what she had forgotten.

Batman and the Birds must have known her secret identity, but they didn't know that she knew theirs too.

This is really a mouthful.

Of course, she had no intention of telling Red Robin in front of her that she knew about it.It was one thing to trust them, but if she really said it so directly, she would not only trust their family, but she would have no brains at all.

She can guess with her own ass/ass what Batman will think of her after knowing this, she is still young, she doesn't want to be made into a watch, and she doesn't want to go to Arkham and be a neighbor with the Joker.

"You can do whatever you want," Tim looked at Sandra with his arms crossed and his head slightly tilted. "You are magically mutated. We have too few face-to-face encounters with you. Except for what can be seen intuitively, we understand your mutation ability." It's not very deep."

"Then I'll start from the beginning." There was a hot sting when the hot water touched her dry lips, Sandra just raised the glass and took a sip to moisten her lips, then put down the glass cup.

She is nervous.

Tim had no trouble picking out Sandra's emotions.This is not surprising, after all, she did not try to hide her emotions in front of him. From the first time he saw her, she could feel her trust in Batman and them, and all the subtle actions on her revealed her mood.Although she didn't know where her trust came from, at least it allowed their conversation to proceed well.

Carefully noticing the tips of azure feathers protruding from Sandra's knuckles, Tim analyzed it calmly.The sky-blue eyes that were blocked behind the mask narrowed slightly, and his face was so calm that no one could see any emotional fluctuations.

"It was a year ago when I first found out that I had mutated," Sandra said as she began to narrate bit by bit, and Sandra found that her nervousness seemed to have eased, and these things seemed less embarrassing. , "It was when the apocalypse invaded... I was caught by the apocalypse demon. During the struggle, I fell from a high altitude, and then grew these wings."

"At that time, it was difficult for me to control this change in myself. Although I could withdraw it, this symptom would appear as long as I was emotionally agitated, and I still didn't know where it appeared in the body, and with the growth of feathers , My ears also started to change, and my back also started... At that time, I happened to be in college, and then I decided to apply to drop out."

"After studying, you can continue to study, and you can find other jobs without studying, but you only have one life, and I can't bear to play with my little life."

Sandra said so, shrugging her shoulders indifferently, but the fingers resting on the glass unconsciously tightened slightly, and the hot fingertips were slightly white.

"Afterwards, it took me a long time to control my mutation. The first thing to stop changing was the ears, and they stopped changing after they grew into ear wings. In the state of ear wings, they are quite sensitive, and can capture information within a range of about ten kilometers. But the sound range is still within the normal range of human beings, and sound waves such as infrasonic waves and ultrasonic waves still cannot be captured. Then there are wings-at first the wingspan was not so large and it could not fly, but later it grew and grew bigger, probably to accommodate I use physical methods to fly, so when the wings grow, my weight will also decrease in that state, and the change will not stop until the volume of the wings can drive my weight-reduced body to fly."

At the end, Sandra added: "But I think there is still something... Although my weight and wingspan can theoretically fly in that state, my back and chest are not big enough. With the well-developed muscles that flap the wings, I should easily get tired of this kind of physical flight or can't fly at all, but in fact...it's still so unscientific."

Tim didn't expect Sandra to record the specific situation of her mutation in such detail.After all, teenagers with superpowers are generally most likely to do acts of righteousness or sabotage when they have superpowers. If there are no obvious symptoms of discomfort in the body, it is difficult for them to think of recording themselves. Physical changes, let alone calmly observe and study their own mutations.

—Of course, the scientists who made themselves that way on purpose don't count.

Good self-control, calm and careful, and enough prudence.

While listening to Sandra's statement, Tim completed her label bit by bit in his heart.

"At first I thought it was just returning to my ancestors, so I was not surprised by the sharpened vision and sense of smell. As for the sharp nails that grow on my hands, they can be used as daggers. Although it is a bit scary, it is not absent. Within my acceptance range," Sandra paused at this point, took a deep breath, slowed down her tone and lowered her voice, and said bit by bit, "But the magic mutation later... I am In other words, if normal people return to their ancestors, they will not turn into abnormal creatures at all, right? If it is toxins, or the ability to vomit death like a spider, or something that emits light, these are all within the scope of my acceptance. But magic???"

"I can't be a descendant of a magical creature, can I?"

"Maybe you can consider this possibility?" Tim interjected: "After all, the magic world does exist. In order to study those magical creatures, someone in the British magic world wrote a book called "Where Are the Magical Creatures?" As a teaching material, maybe you can try to find any creatures similar to you on it?"

He said a wisecrack like this, but Sandra's face was dull as if struck by lightning, and then she showed a mournful expression, and she almost couldn't even hold the cup in her hand.

what? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

The wizarding world? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Where are Fantastic Beasts? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Do you still want to tell me that there is a magic school in England called Hogwarts, and there is a white wizard named Dumbledore Dumbledore once had a good friend who was a German Dark Lord named Grindelwald? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

It was the first time that Sandra, who was told that the world she was in was not only the DC universe, but also frankly synthesized HP or other things she didn't know, trembled.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry," Sandra grabbed her wrist and said one after another, but her expression became a little ugly, "I, I, I, calm down, and you don't need to worry about me."

The fine feathers fluttered out of her body. For the first time, Sandra felt that it was not a good thing for her body to betray her emotions. Sometimes she was so angry that she wanted to pluck all the hair on her body. For example now.

It took a while to suppress her shock, and Sandra resignedly exposed these feathers to the outside and didn't bother to take them back. In case Tim said something that shocked her later, these feathers might still be there If it comes out, it is better not to take it back.

"The magic world...forget it, let me finish my situation first." Sandra stopped her topic hesitantly, and continued her previous topic with a little dejection. I really don't have a clue, as you saw before, I can only sit until I can compress the magic particles into the shape I want, and I don't know about other higher-level ones. But some time ago, I just discovered that my wings seem to be too much A new function has been released—sorry, I'll change clothes first."

Tim nodded to indicate that she could do whatever she wanted, and Sandra went into the bathroom to change into a halter top, sighing before walking out.

The broad wings that should not have grown on a human body curled docilely behind Sandra's back.Those azure feathers that seem to have been evenly smeared with grease reflect a soft luster under the light, with slightly imperceptible gradient colors and colorful iridescent lights, like a sunny day washed clean after rain, Under the sunlight, it presents a pure and peaceful beauty.

The hard feathers at the bottom are slightly darker and quite slender. Tim noticed that the so-called "magic lines" spread from these hard feathers at the bottom. The lower the hard feathers, the clearer the magic lines. Vivid imprints on every fiber of the feather.And the bright peacock blue color becomes lighter and lighter as it gradually goes up, and finally almost disappears and blends with the soft azure color, but you can still see the subtle difference when you distinguish carefully, showing A dreamlike, magical imagery.

Just looking at her pair of wings, no matter what, it won't be a return to the ancestors.

"I can take people wrapped in my wings to teleport." The small room is obviously not enough for the pair of wings to stretch, so Sandra just moved her wings, and stretched her wings towards Tim carefully. , for fear that the too sharp feathers at the bottom will cut the opponent, "But I still don't know what the need for teleportation is. I have only used this ability twice. The first time it happened suddenly when it first appeared—— The second time was when I was being chased around in the Gotham skies by Batman...well."

Those magic lines look graceful, like a picture frame outlined by lines, with turquoise light spots faintly shining on it, as if it contains infinite magic power.This makes the neatly arranged hard feathers under Sandra's wings as beautiful and exquisite as handicrafts.

"The bottom feathers can be plucked. It doesn't hurt to pluck and grows back quickly. Even if you don't pluck it, it's easy to fall off by itself. It's very sharp. After leaving the wings, it can basically be used as a weapon. But there are no other feathers. This effect, and it hurts to pull it out."

Sandra stretched her wings towards Tim indifferently, and Tim looked at those beautiful feathers with interest, and then carefully pulled out one.

The azure feather was held by Tim in his hand like a long sword. He reached out and gently wiped the edge of the feather, and the Kevlar glove on his hand was easily cut open, revealing the cracked hair underneath. fiber.

"Be careful," Sandra said hastily, "This one is very sharp. I don't know if it's because of the magic pattern on it. It seems that basically it can't resist the damage physically."

"Can I borrow this?" Tim raised the feather in his hand and asked, "I'll take it back and show it to my friends."

"As you wish."

Sandra said so nonchalantly, then suddenly opened her ears and tilted her head slightly, as if she was listening to something seriously.

"what happened?"

"I seem to hear someone calling for help." Sandra frowned, and opened both ears carefully to catch the faint cry for help.

"Someone is calling for help, sorry if you don't mind—"

"Let's go together," Tim interrupted Sandra's words and said, "Let's go together, I still need to observe your ability, your observation of yourself is sometimes too one-sided, I need to conduct an intuitive inspection of you observe."

"No problem." Sandra agreed without hesitation.

She sees nothing wrong with being the object of observation.In fact, she has been anxious since the mutation started. At first, she was anxious about herself, but after she felt the huge and vast energy contained in her body, she began to feel anxious about her surroundings.

She knew that the changes in her body could easily be exposed with the ups and downs of her emotions. Although that energy was not so easily caused to fluctuate, she still couldn't help worrying——

What if the energy gets out of hand?

This matter is no longer her own business, because of magic and her own economic conditions and cultural standards, she can't confirm too many factors in herself, but there is only one thing that she quite and very firmly confirms:

Once the energy in her body is out of control, the consequences are immeasurable.The entire Gotham being bombed to the sky is probably the least damage.

So she urgently needs to master her own energy. If she can't master it so quickly, then it may be a suitable choice to find someone to put shackles on herself.

From beginning to end, the Batman family was the most suitable choice she confirmed.