Superman is my primary school classmate

After the inspection, Qin asked the two to go back first, and the detailed analysis report will be analyzed by the computer tomorrow, and then let them come over at that time.

After finishing speaking, he unceremoniously issued an order to evict the guests, "invited" the two of them out of the medical room, and turned around to devote himself to his unfinished work.

Returning to the academy, I didn't stay here for a long time, but I just feel that the plants and trees here are very kind.

"Hey!"

When I went upstairs, I ran into Hermione who was going back to her room with her lunch, and stopped them both with a cold face, "The hall downstairs is looking for you, saying there is an event."

"At this time?" Sean asked, "Didn't you say anything specific?"

Hermione snorted disdainfully, "How do I know, don't ask me, I've been notified." She turned and opened the door to go in.

"Hey—wait a minute, why don't you go with me?"

Hermione replied with an expression of "Do you think it's appropriate for me to participate in such a naive game", which made Sean immediately silence, and said nonuo, "Then I won't bother you for dinner, see you later..."

With a bang, he slammed the door and entered.

Sean touched his nose and complained, "What a bad temper."

The two returned to the hall on the first floor. Sure enough, everyone had gathered together at some point, and there were a dozen or so scattered people.

Among them are two teachers, Logan and Scott, but they can also be said to be the only ones left in the academy. The other teachers either returned to their hometowns, or flew to the southern hemisphere to spend the warm summer. summer.

If it snows more and more in a few days, they may only be able to stay in the house. Someone suggested that some students still have not gone back, so they can go to the city to have fun.

Letting a large group of mutants who can't control their wings into the city is tantamount to dropping a bomb in New York City. For the peace of the world, the most important thing is the safety of the children, Logan and Scott did their part. She has become everyone's nanny, keeping a close eye on everyone's every move when necessary.

However, the sky above the hall seems to be a changeable weather. On one side is the clear sky and warm sunshine, and the students below are full of youthful enthusiasm, while on the other side is thunder and lightning, and the wind is blowing.

Logan and Scott were entrenched on both ends of the sofa, separated by three or four empty seats. No one dared to sit near them.

Everyone was waiting, except for Sean, Clark, and Peter who had sharp eyes and waved, "Hurry up! Hey, they're here."

Before Sean could refuse, he was drawn into the crowd.

As the center of the small gang, Peter temporarily served as the captain, counted the number of people over and over again, and after repeatedly confirming that no one was left behind, he reported to Scott that all the members had arrived.

Scott adjusted his sunglasses, waved and nodded generously, "Let's go."

After finishing speaking, the most noisy people among them rushed out of the door immediately.

Logan walked last, and when he reached the door, he shrugged and turned sideways, "You go first."

Scott curled his lips and hummed, "You're smart."

Logan didn't care as much as he did at this time, after all, he still had to rely on Scott.

The underground of the academy, when it was first built, was hollowed out to reserve a space as large as an air-raid shelter for parking flying tools. In the years that followed, after mutant students from all sides joined, a lot of space was added. Travel vehicles.

But the most eye-catching thing is the three-story parking garage at the right corner of the entrance.

It is said to be a garage, but it looks more like a huge display cabinet. Through the glass exterior wall, you can see all kinds of expensive sports cars parked inside at a glance, which are listed as exquisite collections.

And the owner of the collection is naturally Scott, who has been praised so much that he can no longer hide the corners of his mouth.

"That's pretty darn good, Scott! That's going to cost a lot of money."

"Call the teacher!" Scott said pretending to be modest, "It's not much."

The monthly salary of the teachers in the college can be said to be able to cover the usual daily expenses, which is already very good. After all, Professor X still raises a large group of children and various project funds.

If Scott relied on these wages, he would probably be able to buy a car wheel, so he would have to tighten his belt.

Therefore, the starting point of the rich second generation is different from ordinary people.

"Scott!" The boy who didn't know when he had climbed to the top shouted to the bottom, "I want this one!"

The boy jumped up and down, almost drooling, staring at the limited-edition GTR, as if he hadn't seen a beast that had just been released from prison for many years.

"How many times have I told you to call the teacher..." Scott said angrily, with veins throbbing on his forehead, "No! Put the key back!"

Scott felt bitter. How could the new car that was just auctioned off be easily handed over to these brats? He picked one up and said, "Just this one."

"No way..." the boy wailed, "It's too different."

This place is full of Scott's collections. Since coming to the academy, he has spent almost all his time here, and he has less time to go home. X Academy can be said to be his second home.

Scott began to gradually bring his beloved car over from home. Every time he was under great pressure, he thought that his collection of peerless treasures was his strong backing, so how could he continue to be depressed?A life without a good grasp of the steering wheel is simply incomplete.

Dreaming of a high-level life with a McLaren on the left and ZENVO on the right, now you can only sit in the city to travel off-road, and the grade has dropped more than a little.

Logan, Scott, and one of the boys drove three cars, and drove everyone out of the college. The whole manor walked through half of it at once. The quiet room was empty, as if it had been sucked out of life .

The sunlight outside the house reflected on the white snow and shone indoors. Professor X squinted his eyes and fiddled with the pen in his hand.

"professor."

There was a clear knock on the door, and Qin pushed the door open, holding a stack of materials in her hand, which Professor X ordered him to sort out.

Clark and Sean, to Qin, were students, neither particularly close nor unfamiliar, and had been mentored by her before.

I have specially tutored Sean, and Qin was quite impressed. He is a mutant who has very poor control over his own abilities. His abilities are rare and outstanding. None worked.

On the contrary, his companion, Clark, has powerful supernatural powers, and he has heard of it from the very beginning. Professor X has been very concerned about Clark more than once, and asked Qin to pay more attention. However, Qin did not find anything unusual.

But last night——

"Professor, I have something to do..."

Qin realized that she was confused, and she said, "This is what Black Phoenix told me. She said that she saw another person through Clark."

"Oh?" Professor X flipped through the materials, "Then what do you think?"

Qin called the police with both hands, and the lens emitted a cold cold light, "I also have the same opinion as Black Phoenix, and it really passed the inspection this morning."

Before the two left, Qin immediately integrated all the data and printed it out. Sure enough, when testing brain activity, there was a peak line hidden in it that made Qin pay special attention to it. nice tail.

"Professor, will Clark be like me..."

Qin frowned, unwilling to continue talking.

Professor X sighed, "I'm also afraid of this kind of result."

Many years ago, it can be said that it was earlier than Professor X knew Qin. When Qin was young, because of her ability and identity, she planted a dark seed in her heart.

This seed, as Qin grew up, took root and germinated continuously, and was nourished by Qin's negative, obscure and invisible emotions. In despair and fear, Black Phoenix was born.

Black Phoenix is ​​a brand new personality. She has her own independent thinking. She is assertive, ruthless, irritable, and terrifying. She believes that power is paramount. Even Professor X is very afraid of her, and had to seal Qin when she was young.

Later, due to various reasons, the black phoenix took advantage of Qin's collapse and occupied Qin's body in one fell swoop, causing indelible harm.

Fortunately, with the company and support of her family and partners, Qin turned the situation around in the end and demanded a reconciliation by threatening her own death. Although Black Phoenix was reluctant, she didn't want to see the end of losing both sides, so she stayed in her body safely for the time being. Occasionally, because of boredom, I would borrow Qin's body to go out for a walk.

It may also be because the Black Phoenix and Qin have the same personality, so Qin's personality is more and more influenced by the Black Phoenix.

Professor X said: "I was only guessing yesterday, but I didn't dare to invade Clark's consciousness rashly, for fear of angering his second personality. It seems that we need to find an opportunity to talk to him again."

Qin shook her head slightly, "What I'm most afraid of is that he doesn't want to tell us about it."

In fact, from Clark's attitude of refusal, it can be seen that he is not half-knowledgeable about this matter, and it is even possible that he has been in contact with the second personality at some point, or reached a consensus.

Professor X is now particularly worried about Clark, but he doesn't know where to start. Instead, Xiao En's face flashes past his eyes, perhaps this is a breakthrough point.

Tired, I thought of the accident at Xiao En's house, and my friend Magneto was also involved, and I still don't have any clues about it.

Alas, Professor X shook his head, none of these guys can save himself some trouble.

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