Druid's Marvel Travels

Chapter 30

Coulson and Melinda looked at Oakes with horror.

Didn't he say before that his "ability" is to communicate with animals? !

What's going on with this control plant? !

These are two completely different levels of abilities!

"Mr. Oakes, how many 'abilities' do you... have? Is this also the result of your experiment?"

Coulson put away his pistol with a wry smile. He had already seen the strong Latino man in the data appear in the crowd in the distance.

"I thought we'd talked publicly before."

"Accident, it's an experimental accident, it's an irreproducible scientific miracle—my research scope is biology, not zoology."

Oakes had a natural expression on his face:
"I said one thing, you are all so cautious. If you say too much, are you going to arrest me and go back and slice it?"

"No, no, no...how could it be?"

Coulson quickly denied:
"We have also seen a lot of aliens with strange abilities, but unless they are uncontrollable types that pose a major hazard to society, we will make corresponding treatment methods based on the evaluation results——

The most serious of these is nothing more than monitoring. "

"Would it be monitoring in the deep sea prison?"

Oakes complained, but this is not the one in the cartoon, but the one that imprisoned several members of the US team after the Civil War.

"Your mind is very active."

Melinda tilted her head and looked at Oakes strangely:
"There is indeed such a place, but it is not eligible for criminals of all levels to be imprisoned."

It means that if you don't commit some major crimes, you won't be able to get in.

"But I suggest not to discuss this topic now, you see that guy is about to cry."

Melinda pursed her lips and signaled Oakes to deal with it on her own, then took a step back and began to play with Coulson.

"It seems that our mission this time is really getting more and more interesting."

Melinda discussed with Coulson in a low voice:

"I dare say Oakes has other abilities."

"Why so sure?"

Coulson also whispered:
"These two abilities are already strong enough. If animal mind communication is still within the comprehension range, what about controlling plants?"

He pursed his lips, but still couldn't help complaining:

"He said it was an experimental accident, can you believe it?"

"Why not? Is Hulk scientific? But that was also an experimental accident."

Melinda doesn't want to get entangled in this aspect:

"At least he took the initiative to show his ability, the representative was kind to us, and he was very restrained.

As for why I'm sure he has other abilities..."

Melinda narrowed her eyes, and when Coulson was serious about listening to her analysis, she spit out a word:
"intuition."

"..."

But Coulson didn't have time to complain about Melinda's bad jokes, because Blaze had already confirmed Oakes' identity here.

"I'm Blaise Clark, sir, and thank you very much for saving your life.

You are the messenger of God and the benefactor of more than [-] poor people here!
Because of your grace, at least 100 people were saved from death in the past two winters. "

Blaise's face was calm, and amidst the exclamation of everyone, he dropped his crutches, put his hands on the ground, and knelt down on one knee:
"Sir, if my private establishment of the Rende Society offends you, please punish me... At least, please at least let them survive this winter!"

"Mr. Blaze!"

"Sir! Please don't punish Mr. Blaize!"

"My lord! We are willing to be punished together with Clark, please don't blame these poor people!"

……

It was only at this time that the poor noticed that the owner of this forest had an indifferent expression on his face—the ability to control the "living vines" of the small rainforest was undoubtedly the most direct evidence of Oakes' identity.

And Oakes never showed up, and they knew more or less about Blaise—he and the members of the Benevolent Society were thrown into the forest because they were punished for their crimes.

It was possible to enter the forest again because Blaise was dying at the time—a kindness directed at him alone.

But Blaize used this kindness to rescue those irrelevant people, which undoubtedly violated the original intention of this lord.

"You know, Clark."

Oakes' deep voice sounded, and the audience fell silent for a moment.

"Seven years ago, when I was less than 15 years old, not long after I lost my parents, I was a little confused, and I came here by chance."

Blaise's kneeling body trembled slightly. He knew exactly what kind of chaotic scene it was seven years ago.

And what will happen to a teenager who has Chinese and Celtic blood, the two bloods at the bottom of the racial discrimination chain, who comes here alone.

"It seems that you have thought of it. Yes, I was kidnapped at the time... The guys who kidnapped me wanted to sell me."

The face of Oaks became colder, and the poor seemed to feel that the temperature around them had dropped a few degrees:
"But I was lucky and escaped."

Naturally, he wouldn't say how he escaped, Coulson and Melinda were still watching.

"Later, when I was successful in my studies and needed human experiments, I immediately thought of this place."

Blaise's back was sweating. Sure enough, he felt right back then.

It was indeed a human experiment.

"Did you think about it? But those guys are gone back then. I didn't think about revenge on everyone. I just arrested guys like you who have a criminal record. But I didn't expect that you would actually do such a big business."

Blaise bowed his head deeply.

What can he say?

For an extreme person, with this kind of magic method, it is good to be immortal for half a block.

"You also know that I watched you from the dark during the winter when you were about to freeze to death and came here."

Oakes squatted down slowly, raised Blaise's head, and stared at him:
"Since that winter, I have seen you every day, and you... have not let me down."

Blaise's eyes widened in surprise.

"Now, let me ask you, have you ever sinned again since then?"

"No! Sir, I swear on my soul!"

"Have you used the Rendehui to commit crimes?"

"No! Sir, I swear on my soul!"

"Have you ever used the Rendehui to benefit yourself?"

"No! Sir, I swear on my soul!"

"very good……"

A spring-like smile finally appeared on Oakes' face, a vine emerged from his feet, rolled up Blaise's crutch, and sent it to him:
"Then are you willing to help me eliminate hunger and improve the living environment of mankind?"

"Sir, it is my pleasure!"

Helping the weeping Blaise to stand up, Oakes announced loudly to the cheering poor:

"I, Oakes Lin, the owner of this forest, the 'Small Rainforest', from today, acknowledge the existence of the 'Benevolence Society' and serve as the president!"

"Mr. Blaise Clark is the vice-chairman of the Benevolent Society, and Little Rainforest will continue to exist!"

"Ox! Ox! Ox!"

"Blaze! Blaze! Blaze!"

"Rendehui! Rendehui! Rendehui!"

Cheers resounded through the entire block.

(End of this chapter)