Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

"Okay little prince, don't go around in circles." Tony decided to take the initiative, "Tell me what's bothering you. What about Kid Wayne? It's easy to solve. I can team up with you to beat him up. I'll beat him up. Look at it, how is it?"

"Whoa, that's such a heart-warming proposition. But he's not the main reason I'm upset... You brought him up to make me even more upset! Damn, I'm even more upset now. Why does everyone think I'm in a bad mood now So it has something to do with him?"

Who knows, Tony thought, maybe it's because you publicly announced on Facebook that you're going to be with Bruce.Wayne broke up?

Unlike the calm experience that Carl experienced, this news can be said to have caused an uproar in the outside world.

It would be an exaggeration to say that everyone on the planet knows about this, but it is an exaggeration to say that anywhere on the planet that can be connected to the Internet, there are people who know that "the little prince of the Al family has a conflict with the prince of Gotham". But it doesn't look weird at all.

It is quite reasonable that the news had such an astonishing reach.

Both Al and Wayne are huge world-class and extremely high-ranking companies, and the assets they have created are enough to leverage the regimes of some small countries with unstable foundations. The influence can almost rely on a company to determine the direction of a certain general election.

And the presidents of these two companies actually had a conflict. Although the two presidents are recognized as only holding titles and not working, and although their conflict is obviously very personal and does not involve official conflicts, it is still worth arousing everyone's attention. vigilance.

It's just that all the wind and rain outside can't find Karl's head.

Alexander was very happy to let those ignorant reporters understand that there are many people in this world who these "uncrowned kings" can't mess with casually. Lex also made a little bit about his own position on this matter in some places A small hint, as for Tony, he even expressed his absolute willingness to stand on the same side with Carl on Facebook.

"Let's isolate Wayne together, how about we join forces to squeeze him out of New York and the Metropolitan market?"

Tony suggested again.

"This is too much trouble, Nini."

"What do you want?"

"I just want to deal with this matter coldly. Let's see what Bruce's reaction is. I don't want to talk about it now."

"Listen to you." Tony had no objection.

Then Carl didn't send any new news, and Tony didn't mind. He picked up a few small parts from the table and started assembling the "steel glove" on the other hand.

As the whole part gradually took shape under his fingers, his expression became more and more satisfied, especially after the dexterity test, his expression could almost be described as surprise.

The two unpainted original-color palm parts were held up to Tony's eyes for a closer look, each steel finger curling quietly and relaxedly, reflecting the dark light.

They are obviously composed of inanimate matter, but they reveal a very dynamic sense of life.

"I'm a fucking artist." Tony smugly praised himself, then frowned and covered his chest.

"Damn it." He cursed in a low voice, "Jarvis, you didn't tell the little prince about my condition, did you?"

"As you bid, though I do not think you should, no, sir," answered Jarvis.

Tony pursed his lips, and put one of the palm parts on the table, while he tossed the other up and down in his hands.

"I don't want to tell him. He's such a fussy guy. Just a little palladium poisoning. I can find a way to fix it."

And just when Tony supported the sick body to manufacture the latest armor, Carl had already arrived at Xavier Academy.

It should be said that Superman landed in Xavier Academy.

This time is neither summer vacation nor weekend, the students are all in the classroom, Superman walks into the newly built college building, not without regret to find that the sculptures he is familiar with have changed their appearance, and the display at the corner of the stairs has also been greatly changed. change.

When I came last time, Xavier College was still an ancient and reserved nobleman, adhering to the tradition and arrogance handed down hundreds of years ago, a little unreasonable, but the sense of distance was controlled just right:

Dignified, solemn, and intimidating.

Very much in line with Carl's vision of a brilliant school.

Today, the Xavier School is more like a new businessman born from the dead nobles, they retain a good reputation and a rich history as souvenirs, and then bury the past worth mentioning.

Exuberant emotions and fresh ideas are palpable.

It looks classy without being trendy, aggressive without rushing to do stupid things.

A teacher passing by Carl smiled at him: "Long time no see, come to my office, Superman."

This is Professor X talking to him through the teacher's mouth.

Carl nodded to the teacher who acted as a microphone, making sure that Professor X saw this scene.The professor's consciousness was withdrawn from the teacher's mind, and the teacher was obviously not surprised by Professor X's behavior.

What surprised her even more was seeing Superman at this time and place, and she couldn't help showing a look of wonder: "Superman! Ah, no, I mean... sorry to bother you. Thank you very much for what you did for us Everything, Superman."

Superman looked down at her, and after a few seconds, he nodded calmly.

"Please don't thank me," he said, passing her by.

Professor X is still in the same place, and the reconstruction of Xavier College has only changed many small details, without making any changes to the overall structure.When going upstairs, Karl noticed that the reliefs that he loved so much had all changed, as if they had changed from ancient Greek mythology to... Nordic mythology?

Odin sits on the throne, holding a scepter that symbolizes status; in the picture of the battle, the Valkyrie drives a pegasus and fights to the death with the enemy; a little far away, Odin and his wife stand shoulder to shoulder under the sun, staring at the with an infant son...

Carl stopped looking at the farther picture, and Professor X's office was already in front of his eyes.

But the World Tree stretched its body wantonly on the ceiling, and the branches and leaves spread from the top of the head to the wall. For some reason, those leaves and branches always made Karl feel a little familiar.

He didn't think much, knocked on the door, and then pushed the door and walked in without waiting for the professor to answer.

Charles raised his head from the pages of the book, with a teasing smile: "What have you been up to lately?"

Busy with relationships.Carl thought.

But he didn't say anything, because everyone present knew what he was up to, and Charles just wanted to laugh at him when he asked this question.

He didn't get any response from Superman, and Professor X didn't seem disappointed, he continued: "But I really didn't expect you to choose... um, your 'enemy' in the end."

"I didn't think of that either," replied Superman this time.

His voice is stable and mature, no matter who speaks in this tone, it will appear very convincing. When the person who speaks in this tone is superhuman, this persuasion is undoubtedly elevated to a certain extremely high level, It makes people feel that it is rude to even doubt what he said in their hearts.

But this trick is useless to Professor X.

Charles laughed so hard that he was out of breath and had to put his hands on the table to keep from falling. Carl felt that Charles might not have laughed so much in his life.

He laughed like this and made Carl's situation very awkward. Fortunately, Superman's usual calm and dignified expression saved Carl and made him maintain a little dignity.

But Carl still felt he was being mocked severely.

"Charles," he said, trying to hide his shyness, "what are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at two fools," Charles replied.

Superman stopped talking, he tightened his jaw slightly, and made a gesture that was similar to refusing to talk. Those familiar with him would not be frightened by his appearance, but seeing him like this, Charles coughed lightly.

"Okay, Kay, don't be so nervous. I don't have much of a problem with things between you, I mean, it's kind of weird, but when you think about it, it makes perfect sense - it's just that it's a relationship that you It's too dangerous, kid." The professor said, "Exposing your weakness to your enemy, making your enemy your weakness, these are very dangerous actions."

"Talk from experience?" Carl teased.

"Talk from experience," Charles said.

The atmosphere suddenly became less relaxed and happy, and Carl and Charles fell silent together.

"Dale, she likes Xavier College."

"Wonder Woman? She is very suitable for the style of our college, and she is also very suitable for being a teacher." Charles said, "She is patient and knowledgeable, strong-willed, and kind-hearted, and as far as I know, people with these characteristics are also very good. There are not many who are not suitable to be teachers."

They were silent for another moment.

Charles sighed softly, and steered his wheelchair around the table, stopping in front of Carl.

"Please sit down." He said kindly, "We will sit down and talk."

Karl sat down.

He also habitually stretched his body straight when he was sitting in a wide chair, and it didn't take much effort for him to maintain such a movement, but Charles obviously didn't like him like this.

The professor nodded kindly to Carl's shoulder and said softly, "Relax a little more."

Carl shook his head.

Charles didn't persuade him any more, even though he felt helpless.

"You know, as the principal of a school, I need to care about every student's situation, whether it's their study or psychology." The professor said slowly, "I think even if I don't have my ability, even if I can't read minds, I And enough experience talking to troubled people."

"I'm not sure..." Carl said.

"Nothing is certain," the professor interrupted.

"Oh," Carl said, "I thought the same thing before. But now, at least I'm sure we're in love."

The author has something to say: Carl: The universe is chaotic, the world is meaningless, truth does not exist, and nothing is certain.

Carl: But now, at least I'm sure we're in love.

Lex: ...

Lex: ...