American Comics: The Family Was Killed, And The Silver Superman Became An Ancestor

early morning.

The weather was cool and the rain stopped.

In early autumn, the leaves of the woods are yellowish, and the muddy path in the woods extends to the front of the single wooden house.

A ray of sunlight penetrated the treetops and fell on the raindrops on the eaves, reflecting a crystal clear luster.

At the moment, the atmosphere in the log cabin restaurant is mild.

A family of three sits warmly at the dining table, looking happy and happy. There is a delicate preserved egg and lean meat porridge on the table for breakfast, sprinkled with some chopped green onions, served with perfectly fried eggs, and freshly squeezed soy milk, a simple but delicious meal. A nutritious breakfast.

Alan's resolute and handsome face showed a smile, and said softly: "Sivir, I find that the breakfast you make is getting more and more delicious."

"Yes, my mother's cooking has improved a lot..."

Avril drank a big mouthful of porridge, and her cheeks were bulging. After swallowing it hard, she smacked her lips and nodded her evaluation.

"You two are glib, don't finish your meal soon, it will be cold in a while."

Sivir said this, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he did not forget to reach out and touch his daughter's little head.

Alan next to him looked at the warm scene of mother and son, there was a soft light between his brows, he couldn't help but smile, his expression suddenly a little dazed.

It has been more than 20 years since I unknowingly crossed into this world.

Yes, he is a transmigrator.

To be precise, it is a reborn person, reincarnated as an Asian fetus.

It's just that he was abandoned at the gate of the orphanage as soon as he was born. If the kind nun didn't accept him, he would have sacrificed to heaven at the beginning.

If it is acceptable to be abandoned by his biological parents, he will survive anyway.

But later at the age of three, when Alan understood why his parents abandoned him and ignored him, he gradually realized the seriousness of the matter.

He turned out to be a Mutant with the X gene in his body!

Although it can't be seen from the outside, he accidentally discovered that he could breathe underwater during a drowning!

As for why you think it's a Mutant?

Because he stumbled across Professor X and Stark Industries in the newspaper one day.

These two points associated with his physical condition are enough to indicate that this world is the Marvel Universe!

And he was born with super ability, but was abandoned by people.

There is only Mutant.

For Alan, who yearns for peace, it is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue!

How low is Mutant in the Marvel Universe?

In the eyes of many people, Mutant's blood may not be as good as a southern sheepdog.

And Alan's variant Ability is still very bad, it is an ultra-low version of Aquaman Namor.

Only infinite underwater breathing and small control of the water source!

Although with age, his ability to control water is obviously enhanced, and various bodily functions and blood circulation systems are beyond ordinary people.

But in the world of Marvel, where disasters and terrifying events often occur, it is simply not enough to watch.

So have a good time.

Alan didn't go to any Marvel organization, but lived a normal life and started his own family.

Now a family of three with high-paying jobs.

It is not a kind of happiness.

"Alan, why are you staring at me?"

Sivir sensed the fiery gaze, and Liu Mei frowned slightly and asked softly.

She kept staring at her, somewhat embarrassed.

Alan Yingying smiled and responded, "Sivir, I find that the longer I spend with you, the better-looking you are. I don't know if it's an illusion."

"Bah, you're full of oil in the morning."

Hearing this, Sivir blushed slightly.

"Mom is an old husband and wife, and she's still shy~"

Avril said with a smile.

Sivir raised his eyebrows and pretended to be stern: "Weier, eat well, or I'll take care of you!"

"You mother and son eat slowly, I'll go to work first."

Alan glanced at the time and realized that he was going to be late, put down the bowl in his hand, grabbed his coat and strode out the door.

"Father, bye!"

"Alan, pay attention to safety when going to sea!"

The breeze blew across the Krakow Embankment Pier, ripples on the sea surface, and several fishing boats swayed with the wind.

It's only seven o'clock now, and most people in this town haven't gotten up yet.

At the dock, there was already a group of sailor porters busy at sunrise. Several of the sailors hurriedly repaired the rigging, rolled up the rope neatly, and placed it on the cleaned deck.

Alan parked his motorcycle in the dock parking lot and walked towards the busy fishing boat on foot.

On the deck, Chakel saw a familiar figure coming, waved his hand and squeezed a smile on his rough face: "Look who is here."

"Chuckle, how are you today?"

Alan got on the fishing boat and asked.

His job was to be a deputy on this fishing boat, and the burly middle-aged man in front of him was the captain.

Coming to this place a few years ago, he became the best sailor in the area with his mutant ability.

No one could have imagined that the most outstanding sailor in town would be a Mutant.

Then Alan was recruited by Chacker and got the enviable high-paying job.

"Nothing bad."

Chakel is a typical fisherman from a lighthouse country. His brows are stern, and he often shows his big yellow teeth when he speaks while smoking a cigarette.

After saying hello, he turned and called for the anchor to be pulled up.

"The weather is a little weird..."

Alan put his hands on the railing, looking at the deep sky with strange eyes.

The sky was overcast, the flickering breeze suddenly disappeared, and the sea was surprisingly calm now.

The air instantly became a little depressing.

There is an indescribable strangeness, like the tranquility before a storm.

Moreover, as a mutant with five senses that are far superior to ordinary people, coupled with his sensitivity to water sources, he keenly smelled the moisture in the air.

I'm afraid this is not a prelude to wind and rain...

A strong wind may not be a big deal on land, but if you are unlucky in the sea, even people and boats will sink to the bottom of the sea.

Similar things happen all over the world every year.

Alan looked at the captain and said, "Chuckle, there's going to be a strong wind, or we'll go to sea later..."

"Holy gift crab, our young deputy is actually afraid."

A black sailor, baring his white teeth, patted him and laughed.

Hearing that, the other sailors also laughed and laughed.

Their grades are a few years older than Alan. They have many years of experience in going to sea, and they have great courage. Hearing this, I just feel that young people are short-sighted.

"Don't worry, my deputy."

"Don't you believe me, an old guy who has been at sea for more than 20 years?"

Chakel patted his chest and assured, "I'll make sure you can go back tonight and warm your wife's bed."

"All right."

Alan nodded with a smile and said nothing more.

Chakker is a good person, but he cherishes money like his life, and he can't make money without letting him go to sea.

However, the old guy has more than 20 years of experience at sea, and he has never had an accident a hundred times at sea, and he will never risk the life of the entire ship.

Woo... chug chug! ! !

When it was finally time to go to sea, the ship's engine rang.

The sailors on the fishing boats shouted back to their posts.

The boat gradually moved away from the shore and headed out of the pier, gradually becoming smaller and smaller into a black spot.

In the end, it sank into the boundless sea horizon.

However At the moment.

The originally calm sea suddenly blew a strong wind, stirring up the fog!

The entire sea area was violently turbulent, sweeping the surging waves! !

The gray and silent sky is gradually darkening.

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