[Comprehensive British and American] Self-cultivation of trans-wearers

The dice with red background and white dots spun from a slender palm and fell on the table, and the force evenly slowed down the pace of rolling forward.

Two pairs of eyes stared at its rotation quietly, as if nothing that happened could stop its movement, let the sieve choose a piece of land that was pleasing to the eye, and generously revealed a number .

"Six o'clock." Charles spread out his palm and picked up the dice again, and put the other hand on his lips to hide his unstoppable smile, "All four of my planes have already left, Nancy you must work hard?"

On the four-color chessboard, there are only the colors of the three parties. Charles took the lead in picking out the blue color. All four planes have appeared on the chessboard, and the luck is clear at a glance.

Nancy operated the movement of the plane, and Jarvis, who used the random numbers of the computer to throw the points, was not far behind. The two red planes had already flown out of the tarmac, and even the farthest one went as the In terms of judging criteria, he is the one closest to the finish line.

Holding the orange-red chess piece representing the plane, Nancy angrily slashed at Charles with the eye knife, in order to mourn her only fighting machine that was knocked back to its hometown by someone when it went out.

"...The way of heaven is good, you can't keep going smoothly like this." Nancy stared at the small chessboard through gritted teeth after he threw it again and moved the plane, as if thinking The angle and distance of the throw, "Stay your head over here and I'll give you a buff."

"Admit it, Nancy, today's good luck is all on my side." Charles smiled provocatively, folded his hands behind his head, and waited to see the result of this round of throwing.

"Here's a fire--increase the fire with the wind, Xun fights, let's go." Nancy, who was muttering, seemed to be somewhat dedicated to the work of a gypsy witch he had seen.

Of course, the result of the dice is obvious, and it is very worthy of her dedication.

"Look, I said I'm about to change my luck?" Nancy happily took the six-pointed dice, and put one of her planes on the take-off position.

"Next - two o'clock? Then you can jump four squares, which is equivalent to walking six steps!"

"Four o'clock." Jarvis immediately followed up with a number, and the scrolling screen stopped and it happened to be this number, "Please help me move the plane on the right side of the blue runway, Miss Nancy."

"Hmmm - speaking of Jarvis, you can call me by my name directly." Nancy said while moving the pieces for him.

She had wanted to tell Jarvis about this for a long time, but Naihe didn't know how to explain her little thought.

"Nancy." Jarvis changed his words fluently, and Jarvis's voice sounded a little strange.

But it's like a ritual that can give you a sigh of relief, and a sense of ritual that is especially pursued.

The name is said to be the shortest mantra, which is probably the feeling.

"It's my turn again?"

Charles took the dice and looked in the direction of Jarvis, to be precise, in the direction where Nancy's cell phone was placed.

When Jarvis joined as the third player, Nancy explained the existence of Jarvis to him. He is an intelligent AI constructed by programs and circuits, not as soft and real as human beings. entity.

But why does it feel like there is actually a soul sitting across from you playing games with you?

Charles felt like he was being double-attacked, and it felt weird—

If it were in the past...well, the past is just the past, and he who lives here is no longer the old Professor X.

He was Charles, and he thought he couldn't bear the burden that Professor X had to bear.

"Four o'clock? Well, that's okay, at least my first plane has entered the runway." Charles dragged the chess piece in his hand and jumped on the board, and the blue chess piece symbolizing the plane stepped into the final space. The sprint line stopped at a mysterious position.

It just happened to be on the dotted line. If Jarvis accidentally voted a one or a five, the plane would die.

"Even if I can't win, I will let Jarvis win you first!" Obviously, Nancy also saw this position, and she threw it casually and said, "Quickly, I will give you all my European spirit, come on!" Knock this guy back to his lair!"

A subtle point came out, and even Charles couldn't help praying deeply in his heart before turning his eyes to Jarvis, who was quite eager to try.

"Five o'clock."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha hiccup,"

"Damn?!"

He made a very inelegant sentence, and even Charles felt a little reconciled to watching Nancy triumphantly take the chess piece, her bright black eyes were filled with a smile, as if overflowing It's like being able to infect other people.

Jarvis on the side put away all the compliments he had received, and the mobile phone in the residence vibrated a few times with a sense of joy.

Is this an artificial intelligence?Anyway, Charles didn't believe it.

"It's me again?——!!!"

The fingers that suddenly stopped in mid-air did not hold the dice firmly, and let it go straight and fell to the ground.

At this moment, he couldn't control the sitting posture that was already leaning forward. If he hadn't put one hand on the coffee table, he might have knocked on a corner of the glass table and got injured.

With complicated eyes going up and down twice, Charles only felt bored and uncomfortable in his heart, and there was nothing better than mental addiction.

The syringe and medicine bottle that he carried in his trouser pocket were taken out, and in a hurry, he actually pulled out a tourniquet from his sleeve and tied it expertly on his wrist.

"boom--"

At this moment, the table and chair shook shamelessly, the tourniquet on Charles' arm suddenly loosened the knot, and the dilation of the vein made him curse secretly.

Fortunately, although his thumb was trembling, he didn't press it down. This was the only potion he carried on his body. If walking wasted, then he really wouldn't be able to use his legs to walk here again.

"Bang bang—"

The injection containing the orange-yellow drug was placed on the coffee table. He was about to pick up the tourniquet on the ground. The louder noise was accompanied by the roaring engine, and the movement that was close to the earthquake made Nancy feel that her guest room must be finished.

"What's going on, should I go and have a look now?" The movements and reactions are much more proficient than the previous self, drawing a few lines with fingers out of thin air, regardless of using the air as a talisman paper or using fingers as strokes The spell that came out was so familiar that Nancy felt as if she had synaesthetized into the room amidst the sparks.

Gray and white fragments kept falling from her eyes—well, her wall was completely finished, only the retro sports car with two seats hit the wall separating the guest room and the living room, and the hood was completely distorted and deformed At first glance, it was obvious that the door of the sports car that she couldn't even pay for the maintenance was knocked off...

No, it seems more like being pulled away by force!

A black-haired man with a hairstyle somewhat similar to Charles' was standing up from the ground facing the front of the car. Perhaps because of the influence of his black combat uniform, the heavy impact of the collision did not seem to cause any harm to him.

The twisted arc of the exposed arm is shocking to watch, but the weird thing is that if you look at the injury on his arm, the bone will definitely penetrate into the muscle, causing secondary trauma and extensive congestion , but he didn't even change his face, as if that arm didn't belong to him.

The red five-pointed star that was scratched and peeled off was inlaid on the lower part of the shoulder, and Nancy held her breath when she saw it.

At the moment when the vehicle body vibrated, the two tires on the rear wheels finally couldn't support the force of the squeeze and collision, and deflated visibly with the naked eye amidst two soft cracking sounds.

The smooth sports car squeezed into her room, and with the shock, the closet was knocked to the ground, and a few parts of Tony's battle suit were quickly scattered, lying on the floor without moving. .

"...Sergeant Barnes." The missing door of the sports car happened to hold Howard Stark's hand!

The leather suit was now covered with blood stains, and the gray fabric was torn many times. Although there were injuries, he was still in his prime, and it did not affect his mobility.

On the contrary, he was sitting in the co-pilot. His wife, Tony's mother Maria, was seriously injured by the naked eye. It is estimated that the blood on Howard's suit came from her.

I saw the actions of the Winter Soldier.

The eyes exposed on the face showed a kind of inorganic indifference, and the melting wind and snow stained his hair, pattering into water droplets.But even if his footsteps stopped, the movement of pulling the gun behind his back with his intact right hand still did not stop.

The bullet was loaded, and the air froze at that moment.

Weak panting mixed with the inaudible movement of metal, Howard, who had no way out behind him, also glanced anxiously at his wife who couldn't distinguish his breath, and threw the things in his hand towards the Winter Soldier as soon as he gritted his teeth.

The golden piece of metal didn't stay in the air for long. With a gunshot that pierced through the air, the violent bullets grazed Howard's temples, leaving a deep bullet hole on the wall behind him.

The pace of moving forward was blocked. The Winter Soldier stepped on the piece of metal that belonged to the mask of the battle suit. His shot missed without missing a bullet. Judging from his actions, he seemed extremely unhappy.

Although it didn't serve much purpose, the blocking effect was only two or three seconds.

But Tony blocked the most critical shot for his father after all.

In the next second, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air, and without much thought, the door of the guest room was finally rushed open.