Son of Apocalypse

Tianqi was very interested today, and Doug was covered by him from head to toe.

Doug finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Father, I want to learn how to read with Shaqima."

Seeing that his son was so eager to learn, Tianqi immediately called Shaqima over and taught Doug to study with Shaqima.

Doug felt very awkward, but Doug didn't say anything.

The course went on hard for a while, and Apocalypse suddenly said to Doug;

"I'm going to find you another teacher to teach you fighting skills."

"Teacher, fight?"

Doug half-understood what he heard, then looked at Shaqima and looked at it carefully. Is it okay to have thin arms and thin legs? Could it be that he has strong mutant ability? It doesn't look like it!

Shaqima's hair stood on end as she was stared at by Doug, and she quickly explained;

"New, new teacher!"

Doug understood this only this time. Now that he had just gained the ability, he had long wanted to punch twice and was looking forward to the new teacher.

"I have already thought of the candidate. I will go over and invite him now! Your combat course will start in the afternoon."

Tianqi could see that Doug was looking forward to it, so he set off immediately.

As soon as the Apocalypse left, Doug was distracted and kept imagining the love between him and his new teacher. It was too big, too big, too big, too big, too hard to think about class.

Shaqima also dared not speak out in anger, so she ended the class hastily and left.

That afternoon, while Doug was enjoying his afternoon milk, Apocalypse's transmission channel emerged. Along with Apocalypse came a tall man, two meters tall, with long gray hair and a gray beard blowing in the wind. He was wearing a gray cannon. Big old man.

"Is this the furry kid who's still sucking milk? Is this the future god you're talking about?"

The old cannonball spoke first, without giving Tianqi any face.

Doug was a little at a loss. I was a three-month-old child, and I had nothing to eat without milk, but I was still a little ashamed. He immediately got off the wet nurse's arms, stood on the ground, raised his head and looked at the old man.

"Ah this, ah this this, this, isn't this Magneto's dried tofu???"

Then Apocalypse spoke;

"Doug, this was my most important fighting partner back then and the person I trusted the most. You can call him Uncle Gervas."

"He has been taking care of you for many years, and now I have brought him to teach you fighting skills. You must learn from him."

"Call Uncle Gervase."

Doug stared at Gervase for a long time before he recovered from the mess of Magneto and dried tofu.He shouted with the taste of milk still in his mouth;

"Uncle Gan Tofu! Oh no no no, Uncle Gervase!"

Both Gervase and Apocalypse were amused.

"As expected, he is still a suckling child."

Gervasi said to Tianqi with a smile.

"Doug, I'll leave it to you, Gervais. He will definitely impress you."

Tianqi smiled at his old friend, opened the door and left.

Doug and Gervase were left staring at each other.

"Child, attack me and let me see how your physical fitness is now."

Doug half understood what he heard, and it probably meant: Hit me!

Immediately, he stopped talking nonsense, tensed up his whole body, stepped forward, and at the same time, he bent his waist and exerted force, punching forward with a punch.

"boom"

The small fist was firmly caught by a big, thick hand.

"Well, the strength is quite good. He looks a bit like a warrior, but his posture is so-so. He needs to practice hard. The speed is indeed too slow, too slow. You are not pure enough!"

There was no force from Gervase. It was as if he was reaching out to pick up something. He raised his left hand slightly and took Doug's fist in his hand.

"Also, your gold suit is so eye-catching. Your opponent can notice your every move without even trying!"

Doug didn't fully understand what Gervase was saying, but the general meaning was that he couldn't do it, and he understood it.

He could bear this and immediately pulled his hand back hard.

Once, twice, he didn't even pull his arm back.

You must know that his strength has been strengthened by mutant abilities. I have not measured it specifically, but it is definitely not low.

But he didn't expect that he was like a child in front of Gervas, letting others manipulate him, even though he was a child now.

Seeing that he couldn't free his right hand, Doug clenched his left hand tightly and struck Gervase's crotch with an uppercut.

Upon seeing this, Gervais quickly used his strength, grabbed Doug's right hand, lifted it, turned it over, and pressed it down.

"Ahhhh, it hurts!"

"You are so insidious, you little brat. You are worthy of being a descendant of Tianqi. You have the same demeanor as he did back then!"

A push from his hand knocked Doug to the ground.

"Is this, is this the weakness of the Iron Man lineage?"

"Are our wrists that fragile?"

Doug lay on the ground depressed.Various highlight moments of Colossus appeared in front of him. Watching Colossus' fist being grabbed and then held back by others again and again, waves of pain came from his wrist.

This is what I feel!

Gervase saw Doug unable to get up on the ground and began to lie down. He was afraid of hurting Doug's young heart and said quickly;

"Have you lost your fighting spirit after just one setback? You are so young now and can't fully demonstrate your abilities. When you grow up, you will definitely grow into a great warrior!"

"And you have inherited your father's talent. There are endless possibilities for the future. Stand up!"

"Yeah, I'm less than a year old now! I have a lot of room for development, not to mention the transfer of my Omega-level heroic soul!"

Doug thought for a while, stood up, stared at Gervase, and prepared to do it again.

"Hahaha, come on, let me teach you the real way of fighting!"

Then he fought with Doug who rushed over.Practical combat is the best teaching.

They say they are fighting together, but in fact it is just like playing with a child. Doug's small arms and legs can't put up any decent offensive. Although he has enhanced mutant abilities, Gervas is also more powerful. He really just wants to accompany him. Children play.

Doug was attacking with his head covered, and Gervas was always on the defensive, occasionally making counterattacks. Every time he counterattacked, Doug was knocked down.

However, Gervase would point out the wrong moves to Doug from time to time during the fight.

"You must stand firm when punching. How can you punch if you can't stand firm!"

Gervase stretched out his leg and tripped Doug, who was attacking with a punch, and fell to the ground with a muffled thud;

Doug stood up, dusted himself off, and rushed over again.

Just like that, there were continuous banging sounds in the palace of the Son of God, and from time to time there was a muffled sound of "dong-dong", just like forging iron.

The sky had turned dark before he knew it, and Tianqi came over to see how the teacher and student were getting along.

As soon as Apocalypse came out of the transmission channel, he saw Gervase beating Doug quite hard.

"Okay, okay, that's it for today!"

Doug and Gervase both stopped.

"Oh, I didn't expect it to be so late. This guy's fighting talent is really good, and his physical strength is also incredible. The King Kong body is indeed powerful. I hit him easily with ease, haha!"

"You will be trained by me from now on. Over time, you will definitely become a powerful warrior!"

It seemed that Gervase was indeed feeling comfortable playing, and even praised Doug a few words.

Doug didn't expect that it was already dark. He fought with Gervase all afternoon, and was actually beaten all afternoon, but he didn't feel tired at all, and even a layer of gold paint didn't fall off on his body. He couldn't help but feel like an Iron Man. The mutant ability is still very powerful.

"It seems you two get along well."

"From now on, you will learn to read with Shaqima at noon every day, and practice combat skills with Kvass in the afternoon."

"it is good"

Doug is looking forward to tomorrow's class schedule.

"It seems that Doug still likes me very much. I'll leave now and come back tomorrow."

Gervasi smiled playfully at Tianqi and left.

After Gervas left, Apocalypse held Doug's little hand;

"Son, you have been training all afternoon. Are you tired or hungry?"

"I'm not tired father, and I'm not hungry either."

"You are tired and need a good rest. You also need to have a good dinner to replenish your strength."

Then the wet nurse was called to feed Doug.

"I'm afraid you just want to see the big steamed buns. No, I don't want to breastfeed anymore!"

"But it's so fragrant and delicious..."

Tianqi watched little Doug enjoying his dinner from the side, and started his repertoire again, thinking that he was a busy man, but he still found time to have dinner with his son every day, and he was also a rare good father.

. . . . . .

From then on, little Doug learned reading with Shaqima at noon, practiced combat skills with Gervas in the afternoon, and enjoyed dinner with his father in the evening. He lived a very fulfilling life.

Time passes slowly like this, day by day.

Fast forward 9 months and Doug is about to celebrate his first birthday.

At this time, Doug was already one meter tall and weighed almost 200 kilograms.

Doug no longer eats big steamed buns when Gervas calls him a sucker every day.

He asked the wet nurse to squeeze the milk into a container and give him a drink. . .

Ordinary food is not as nutritious as this variant of lotion, and it tastes so good.

Doug was not ready to quit and was ready to keep drinking.

It was the old father who lost his repertoire and complained about it.

Doug's language skills have also improved greatly and he can now communicate with people fluently.

Shaqima was very pleased with this. Even though she was thinking about combat training every day, she still managed to keep reading and studying. She was worthy of being a son of God.

On this day, Apocalypse came to Doug early;

"Son, it's your first birthday soon. Whatever abilities you want, daddy will prepare them for you!"

"Father, I want Iron Man."

"Ah this"

Tianqi was stunned for a moment.

"Son, don't you have a King Kong body? Why do you still need Iron Man? Your other abilities are not good, such as flying, fire control, teleportation, and luminous waves. Which one is better than Iron Man!"

"Father, I want Iron Man!"

Doug stood firm.

"Okay, then I'll find you another Iron Man!"

Tianqi had no choice but to compromise. He had always been so tolerant towards this precious son.

Then he teleported away and prepared to go.

Doug begins another fulfilling day.