[Comprehensive British and American] Exchange bodies with Chaoying

I looked at the crowd around me and broke away from the memory.

Memories are poison wrapped in a sweet coat, too much indulging in them will only kill yourself.It will corrode you little by little, but you are immersed in illusory dreams without knowing it.

I sighed and left using teleport.

Teleportation is a useful skill that I managed to save in several missions. Each mission will only give one skill, and the rest depends on saving.

It's not that skills are not worth saving, the more skills, the better, but unfortunately I don't have that chance.Save also needs to complete some tasks to get.

Sometimes I complain that Cheat Finger is too small to complete the task in the high-risk superhero world.But complaining about it, I understand this kind of behavior very well, and my tasks have all been successful.

Superheroes have their own powerful abilities, and they don't need much external assistance.In the previous few missions, I was basically doing direction guidance, and the rest was waiting to be taken away by the boss.

The location I teleported to was near a store. When I looked up and looked into the distance, I could still see dense crowds, most of whom were chatting and expressing their emotions.

This is another small problem with teleportation, it is best not to teleport too far.

Why is it best not to?Because teleportation requires energy.

In theory, I could teleport directly from Earth to Mars, if I wasn't afraid of running out of energy and being unconscious for a long time.

I simply disguised it, mainly because I didn't have enough things on hand to carry out detailed camouflage.After being taught by various masters, my camouflage skills are already very high, and I am their excellent student.

Then I went into the store.

Naturally, I also entered this store for a purpose, otherwise I would not go to a place that must be monitored.

Wolverine is in it, or rather Logan is in it.

I'm not very willing to call superheroes by nicknames, I always think that's not respect for them personally.

They should be respected, but not because of the superhero, but because of this man, they all have a strong but tender heart.

I accurately located Logan with the help of the mini-map.This small map was only obtained after I worked hard.

For some reason, the soul always finds it difficult to give me the few 'gold fingers', or it's more appropriate to be cautious, just like I will destroy the world if I take the gold fingers.

Ha, that makes me want to laugh.

How could I destroy the world?If the world is destroyed, I will not take it to destroy the world.I'm not antisocial.

"Since you are worried about this, why did you choose me?" I asked the soul, very seriously.

The soul was silent for a long time before answering: "...Because I can only choose you."

That's a really strong reason, I thought.

The soul is not very willing to communicate with me, and I don't care about it. Anyway, without his help, I have completed the previous missions. Is this time worse?

It was only later that I realized that this was the only time.The ending of this mission was one of the worst.

I haven't failed. If you look at the minimum standard, after all, the minimum standard is really simple.But a person who can't demand himself according to the minimum standard is too boring, so I hope to accomplish more every time.

Of course, this time is no exception.I took a closer look at my skill report and found something very interesting.

This time I am healing skills, the kind that can heal any pain, commonly known as a nurse.

But after the concise skill introduction, there is an attachment, which says that I can choose to temporarily lose my ability to revive other people.

I was so overjoyed when I saw this intro, I almost yelled hooray.

Those who died before the 'plot' have a chance to live, I can save more people!

But when I watched it, I instinctively felt something was wrong, not something wrong with the skills, I thought its chain reaction would bring me big trouble, but under the huge temptation, I still didn't care.

As it turns out, my instincts were always right, but I ignored the warnings it gave me each time.

It's just that this is all later, and now I am still full of confidence, thinking that I can perfectly achieve my goal this time.

I walked into the store, carefully eyeing Logan, who was well disguised, in the corner, and thought about how to go to say hello.

I stopped behind a shelf, sure that Logan would be around for a while so I could mentally make my own plans for a while.

What am I going to say?Just say 'Hi Wolverine, I'm here to help you, why don't we discuss'?

Come on, people with the lowest EQ wouldn't say that, not to mention that he made those disguises just to avoid being found out.

Thinking about their current situation carefully, I found that any words were not a good choice, and would put them and me in an extremely embarrassing situation.

Hey, this is really—

I felt a pair of strong hands clap my shoulders. Although the owner of the hands tried to restrain the strength, the force still made me feel pain and almost cried out.

I tried to calm myself down and looked back at the person who took the picture of me.

Oh, it's Logan.

Wait, it's Logan!

When I realized it, my eyes were wide open, like a little fox caught stealing food.

Logan can feel his vicissitudes more closely.His white hair has been mixed with the sideburns, his face has wrinkles, and there are several unhealed and old wounds.

But those eyes did not age, their contents did not fade with the passing of energy.There is still a courageous temperament in those eyes, like a torch standing proudly in the dark night, guiding the confused people.

"Who are you?"

I heard Logan ask in a low voice, pushing me into a corner at the same time.I noticed that he blocked the camera with his body.I'm guessing that even this meeting scene with his heroism made him want to not get me in trouble.

Ah oh, it seems that this is a death before the teacher is ready.

I knew it was my observation that caught Logan's attention.He didn't relax because I was a kid, even though he was protecting me.That's normal, the world doesn't give you any special treatment just because you're a child.

The preferential treatment you think is just a subconscious product of people under the rules, they don't want to get themselves in trouble, they don't want to be the special one.

"I don't think this is a good place to talk." I replied, deliberately making my expression more believable, showing a well-behaved but mature smile.

I have learned these skills in several missions.The task is not very dangerous, but you should not expect peace in the superhero world. Improving yourself is always the right way.Simple words can make things much easier, why not do it?

Logan glanced at me. There were too many emotions in this look, and it was difficult for me to clearly judge what he wanted to express.

I heard him whisper something, but I couldn't catch it because I was too small.I don't have four times the listening ability of the American team, and I'm just an ordinary person except for one or two special abilities and some small skills.

...Well, to be honest, such an ordinary person is not ordinary anymore, but don't worry about it.

Logan and I walked out of the store, and he took me left and right until we came to a corner, and I knew he was avoiding the crowd and the few surveillance cameras around the store.

"Tell me what you know." Logan said to me as soon as he stopped. I think he got a general idea of ​​what I would do from my reaction, so he decided to strike first.

And I do, so I just said, "You're Logan Howlett the Wolverine."

Logan raised his eyebrows, but he didn't interrupt me.So I continued, rehearsing the words thousands of times in my mind, and after the initial embarrassment, I spoke smoothly.

"You are very short of money now, you need to buy clothes, but you are still short of ten thousand—"

"Wait." Logan finally interrupted me, this time his expression was no longer full of suspicion, but with some strange seriousness, and his eyes suddenly became more powerful.

"Mr. Howlett, you want to ask me how I know, right?" I asked before Logan asked.

Logan nodded stiffly, his arms tensing slowly, and I knew I had to say something more to gain my trust.

"It's a long story...sometimes it's not a good choice to find out the reason." I paused when I explained, leaving a blank space that could be interpreted as multiple meanings.

There was only one time when I said that I knew the 'plot', and that time I had no choice but to say that I couldn't make a step on the mission, and I might even be sliced ​​(of course, this is an exaggeration).

Don't underestimate Batman's vigilance, especially the vigilance of an angry Batman when he loses someone he cares about.

Of course, I didn't mean Logan by making this comparison. I just know that Logan is not the kind of person who will definitely figure out the reason.The difference in his and Batman's living conditions makes it impossible for them to be the same character.

Sure enough, Logan didn't need to continue asking, but changed the subject: "What's your purpose in looking for me?"

"Help you guys." I replied without thinking.

Logan glanced at me again, this time his expression was serious: "...why?"

I still replied without thinking: "Because you are superheroes."

"Superhero, huh." Logan laughed lightly, and the self-deprecating meaning in this laughter was very strong, "It's been a long time since I heard this title...We are not heroes."

"You are." I said loudly, as if it were some undeniable truth.

Logan didn't dwell on this issue anymore, he asked again: "What do you want to do, be more specific."

I said it all like pouring beans into a bamboo tube: "Let you and your companions successfully board the ship."

"I need to follow you now."

"This is what I have to do. I think you need help too, please."

This time Logan was silent for a long time again, so long that I began to suspect that he would not agree.

"You're just a kid, you—"

I hurriedly raised my hand and said, "I can prove that I have this ability."

Logan raised an eyebrow.

I took his arm and didn't care about social etiquette.

Logan's arms are thick and there are many scars, and he can feel how a person has gone through vicissitudes.The still tight muscles show that he has great strength, but it is still much less than before.

I used the healing ability, and the light green light emanated from my palm, like a bud in early spring, bringing vitality.I love the feeling of therapy.

My treatment lasted only a short while before I was dodged by Logan, recovering from the shock.He wrenched my hand away, a little rudely.

"You—do you have special abilities?" He almost growled and asked, his slightly relaxed expression became more serious.

I could tell from Logan's mouth that he actually wanted to ask me if I was a mutant, but he quickly realized that the question wasn't that important, so he changed the question.

"Yes, treatment." I replied, and waved my hand to signal him not to be so nervous.

"You're not a mutant." Logan's shoulders relaxed, his brows furrowed deeply.

I see what he means: "But I'll only be a mutant."

People with superpowers in this society are just considered mutants because no one else has superpowers anymore.And mutants...

Mutants are almost extinct.

Non-my family, its heart must be different.Even if many people don't say these words, they are deeply engraved in their behavior patterns.There is no difference between a subtle performance and a bright performance. What is worth paying attention to in a high-sounding coat?

"You go back with me." Logan seemed to have made a lot of determination when he said this.I think he made this choice largely because of responsibility.

I thought about it and said, "Thank you."

"No, it should be me thanking you." Logan looked up at me, and asked that he seemed to be looking at something else through me, "You know what? I realize now that you may be our only chance."

I smiled helplessly and did not answer.But I was thinking in my heart, I can't let Logan down, I must be this turning point.

Surely it will, right?