People are in Marvel, and the system is working as a worker

Emma looked at Mike with a smile on her face, calm and generous.

"What's the problem?"

Mike subconsciously touched his face.

"No." Emma said, "I learned from Professor

"How did you feel after the contact?"

"It doesn't seem to be anything special..." Emma tilted her head, showing a cute expression.

How can a young woman with a tall, hot figure, intellectual temperament, and exquisite facial features be so cute?

What's the word for it...pure and lustful?

I almost couldn't hold it anymore... Mike thought to himself, and began to use the glib tone of a playboy:

“Isn’t being extremely handsome considered special?”

"Ha." Emma smiled: "Not really, but I just discovered a special place - particularly narcissistic."

"That's called confidence!"

The two joked a bit.Emma stood up and said, "Hurry up and take a shower and change clothes. Is there a welcome party tonight?"

"Welcome party?"

"Yes." Emma said: "It's been a long time since new members joined, and there were so many at once. Everyone is very happy."

That's right, no new mutants have been born in more than twenty years, and the old mutants have either been hunted down, degenerated, or died in hiding without being known.

Emma said: "However, everything is getting better. The impact of genetically modified food on mutants is weakening. I believe that it will not be long before there will be naturally born mutant newborns."

The X gene and the special substances in genetically modified foods are like the offensive and defensive battle between the immune system and viruses in the human body.

This battle lasted for more than 20 years.

However, it took millions of years for humans to evolve from apes to Homo sapiens. More than 20 years may be a long time for one person, but for the evolutionary process, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as "mere".

After more than 20 years, the winner will be determined very quickly.

If mutants really perish, it may be very sad to say, but in the mouths of later generations, it is probably the same as dinosaurs, saber-toothed tigers, and mammoths.

Survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest.

After arriving in another world, I didn't hear anything from Old Logan or Little Logan about the deterioration of their self-healing abilities.

Perhaps the time is too short. The impact of genetically modified food is subtle and will take a long time to be effective.

Perhaps as Emma said, the X gene adapted and survived the life-and-death situation.

The welcome banquet was actually simple, with home-brew wine, home-raised chickens, ducks and cattle, and home-grown vegetables - according to Emma, ​​these are not genetically modified foods and will not cause the degradation of mutant abilities - this is one of the reasons why they farm by themselves .

Emma said that Mr. Sinister originally wanted to clone Professor X after cloning her.After the Emma show came out, it was cancelled.

Therefore, in Mr. Sinister's national team lineup, there is no Professor X, and Qin is responsible for mental attack and defense.

Even without the Phoenix Force, Jean is a very powerful telepathic mutant.

The atmosphere of the banquet was very lively.

For the first time since coming into this world, Mike had fun.

the next day.

morning.

"This bed is too small." Mike said to Emma who was lying on his body.

As for why this is the case... it can be explained.

The main pot is alcohol.

Drunk sex.

Emma lay on Mike's chest and said: "The single room is a bit small. If they are placed side by side, it will be quite crowded."

With that said, Emma rode up.

That way it won't be crowded.

Afterwards, Emma got out of bed and took a shower.Looking at it from Mike's perspective, it's magnificent and beautiful.

This proved what Mike had guessed yesterday, Emma looked good with or without clothes on.

After washing, Emma sat on the edge of the bed, wiping her hair and saying, "When are you leaving? I mean, back to the original world?"

"Tomorrow."

"Oh."

Mike hesitated to speak.

Emma: "Just say what you want to say."

Mike: "Now that you know I'm from another world, last night..."

Emma: "I just think that if I look back on yesterday, if nothing happened, I will probably regret it."

Mike nodded secretly.He met many girls in the bar, all with small umbrellas in their bags.According to them, if they meet the type they like, they don’t want to miss it or regret it.

"And last night was really enjoyable." Emma put on her robe and said with a smile, "Let's go, you can sleep a little longer."

After all, I didn't sleep much last night.

After Emma left, Mike realized a problem. There was no umbrella last night.Who would take a small umbrella with them when going to another world?In the past, the system space would be stored a little - if the system was smart, knowing that Mike used it to store small umbrellas, would he be so angry that he would spiral up to the sky.The problem is, Daisy is super strong and consumes her energy very quickly. She worked overtime with Helen Zhao before coming here.

used up.

After thinking about it, Mike felt a little heavy.

It's not about the small umbrella.

But as clones used as killing weapons, how could Mr. Sinister allow them to retain their fertility.

The small umbrella was no longer a problem, but Mike couldn't be happier.

can not fall asleep.

In fact, for Mike, sleep is no longer a necessary means of recovery.Just keep a habit of being human.

Get out of the treehouse.

Old Logan winked at Mike and gave a thumbs up.

Other men looked at Mike with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Mike is in peace.

got used to.

During the day, Mike and others took a tour of the Garden of Eden under the leadership of Emma.

The Garden of Eden is actually equivalent to a farm that is almost isolated from the rest of the world. Only after a period of time will people be sent to the outside world to buy things that cannot be made by themselves.Such as medicines and the like.

There is no party in the evening.

The material conditions of the Garden of Eden did not allow for singing every night.But as night falls, a bonfire is lit in the open space. Everyone prepares food and eats dinner together. After dinner, they talk and sing around the bonfire.

This kind of life is not bad, for Mike, it is a good life for a few days.He couldn't stand it if this happened every day.He likes the prosperity of the city, the feasting and the enchanting figures of the young ladies.

Another night of in and out.

When Mike woke up, Emma was gone.There is a diamond on the bedside table.

What Emma left behind was probably to keep a souvenir until she found out.

Playing with diamonds.

When Mike got up, Emma was able to turn into diamonds and her thoughts were far away.

In the past, some people compared the hardness with steel plates - otherwise, why would there be talk of "sun-wearing steel plates"? Now we have also competed with diamonds... Can we call ourselves a man with a Mohs hardness of 10 in the future?

Little Logan waited outside the house. There was a pile of cigarette butts on the ground. He waited for a long time.

Mike asked, "Are you ready?"

Little Logan looked up, confused: "What should I prepare?"

Mike: "I mean goodbye or if you have any souvenirs to take back."

Little Logan: "No."

Mike muttered: "It's really too much. There's not even a single person to see you off."

In fact, even without his sensing ability, he knew that there were many people standing behind the windows of several tree houses, watching them off.

This probably means "It's really hard to be apart, but it's not as good as meeting again."

Mike's left hand houses the Phoenix Force.It is said that the Phoenix Force can create and manipulate coordinates on the space dimension and time line to travel to and from any point in time and space. The truth is unknown, but Mike can feel that his control of time and space has become more precise.

Mike opened a black hole with his left hand.

The way home.

Little Logan muttered: "You won't get the coordinates wrong, just go to other time and space."

Mike didn't bother to pay attention to him.

With his back to the tree house, he waved his hands and jumped in.