Marvel Super Armor

Ethan's mouth twitched as he looked at the wooden stick that broke after just one swing in his hand. Sure enough, the things found in the garbage pile were unreliable.

"Stinky boy, you are courting death!"

When the two younger brothers saw their elder being beaten, they immediately became angry. They let go of the young man and rushed towards Ethan with bared teeth and claws.

"With such enthusiasm, is today a Thanksgiving party?"

As Ethan spoke, he kept stepping back and keeping distance. He had no intention of knocking down these guys in an upright manner and then taking the young man away. As long as he could attract the attention of these people, he would give the young man a chance. Just run away.

At least so far, the plan in his mind has gone well. As long as the boy can escape smoothly...

Thinking this, his eyes met the young man's eyes.

Well, he was so dirty that he could barely see his facial features clearly. He looked like this and it was embarrassing. This gangster leader was also a ruthless person.

But you run away!

He motioned the boy to run away with his eyes, while continuing to attract attention by telling lies: "I have called the police and told them that the nearest police station is only a 10-minute walk away. Driving is obviously much faster. I suggest you run away. Otherwise, there should be a lot of big guys in the club who have the same hobby as you. I wonder if you can stand it?"

It's a pure lie. He hasn't used his cell phone for almost a week.

But this obviously frightened the two gangsters. They looked at each other and seemed to be planning to run away.

"Hell, you two are more timid than my grandma's rabbit, catch him!"

The gangster leader stood up covering his swollen face, picked up the garbage bag on the ground and threw it at Ethan.

The first rule of street fighting: use everything available and attack everything you shouldn't.

Although Ethan had fought before, he obviously didn't have enough experience fighting against such gangsters. He subconsciously raised his hand to block, but he played right into the gangster's hands. He flew up with a kick and hit Ethan's lower body hard.

Ethan only had time to jump back and was kicked in the leg, grinning in pain.

When the two younger brothers saw that the boss was gaining the upper hand, they immediately felt that they could do it too, so they rushed forward and beat him together.

Seeing that Ethan was beaten and unable to fight back, the young man bit his lower lip lightly, showing a tangled expression. Finally, he made up his mind and opened his palm to target the three of them.

Ethan was blocked inside and couldn't run away, so he could only fight hard and fight with his fists. He was quickly defeated by the three people's ungrateful attack, and he could only rely on the corner to defend passively.

He could feel the energy in his body becoming more and more restless, like a volcano that was about to reach a critical point and would erupt as long as there was an outlet.

To be honest, he didn't want to awaken his abilities in this situation, because there had been many incidents in the past where mutants awakened their abilities due to being bullied, and the bullies in these incidents were usually either killed or injured.

Ethan admits that he is not the Virgin, but he does not want to take action rashly when he is not sure whether the awakened ability will kill people.

...At least we can't do it in broad daylight or in an urban area where people are coming and going.

But this was obviously beyond Ethan's control. As the pain in his body reached the critical point, he finally couldn't suppress the overflow of energy, and his whole body erupted with a faint blue light.

At this stage, Ethan finally realized that he might be the protagonist of tomorrow's headlines.

He only had time to shout: "Get down!"

The energy in his body spurted out as he shouted, forming energy waves that surged back and forth in the narrow alley.

The clever boy noticed something was wrong when he saw the blue light in his eyes, and ran to hide behind the thick trash can early. The three blind gangsters were unlucky and were embedded in the wall by the strong energy wave. , even if you don't die, you can't survive.

"Ha ha--"

Ethan gasped violently, and his whole body was immersed in dazzling blue light.

"It feels pretty good." He waved his arms, feeling the power pouring out of his body.

It seems that my mutant ability is to produce energy, and use the energy to strengthen my body, and maybe also perform energy attacks...

Ethan was thinking about it, and suddenly saw the young man hiding behind the trash can looking at him with strange eyes, and quickly explained: "Don't worry, I have no ill intentions and will not hurt..."

He felt that the boy's height suddenly increased, and then he realized that he had fallen.

An irresistible feeling of weakness suddenly came over his body. He felt as if he had been staying up all night for three days in a row, and his eyelids were unusually heavy.

This guy wouldn't hand me over to the police while I was sleeping...

The last thought flashed through Ethan's mind, and he passed out neatly.

……

Superman Industries, President's Office.

An advertisement was playing on the huge screen wall.

"Technology is our heart and our soul."

A tall, thin man in a black suit and red tie walked down the stairs with his hands open. The camera pulled in and gave a close-up of his face, "This is Superman Industry."

The scene switched, and the man held an earth in his hands. "We are working hard to create the future. Yes, from your food to your breathing, Superman Industry is changing the life experience of all mankind."

Images of a seeder sowing seeds in a farmland, the chimney of a power plant, and a girl interacting with her family's mechanical dog flashed on the screen.

At the end of the ad, the camera focused on the man's eyes, which glowed with metallic light, and he said emotionally: "Let us be a part of your life."

The screen went black, revealing the Superman Industries logo.

"Oh, that's great!"

"very creative."

"Your hair looks so fresh."

Several department heads who watched the advertisement did not hesitate to praise the boss who personally served as the spokesperson of the company.

Jason Knight grinned, slapped the table and ordered: "Inform the media to prepare for publicity. Just go to the Daily Bugle last time. The editor-in-chief who can boast about the product as long as you give enough money is very suitable to my taste. ,Then……"

He focused his eyes and noticed the communication request that popped up on the monitor. He waved away several department heads, sat on the boss's chair, reached out and pressed the button under the table. The ground parted in response, and the chair sank into the ground with him, and then quickly Close up.

Below the office is a hidden base, with an orange transparent light curtain suspended in front of the operating desk. As Knight appears, a man with a gloomy face wearing a black breathing mask appears on the screen.

"Is there any news? Mr. Knight." His voice came through the breathing mask, like sandpaper rubbing against the wall. Just listening to it gave people an uncomfortable feeling in their throats.

"There's good news, sir." Knight excitedly claimed credit, "Sales have increased by a full 70.00%!"

"I'm talking about hyperlinks!"

The masked man angrily approached the camera and filled the entire screen with his face.

"This...according to the news from the front line, it's not ideal. Our troops seem to have been attacked by N-Tek..."

Knight glanced at the masked man timidly, and said without confidence: "Repelled..."

"N-Tek?!"

The masked man's eyes suddenly widened, he coughed twice as if he was furious, and said angrily: "If I can't find suitable energy resources for me to continue to survive, then everything I have done, all my plans, and everything I have Everything you get will be in vain!”

He stared at Knight fiercely and said word by word: "I must get super energy!"

Knight promised repeatedly: "We will work harder, sir."

"Don't let me down again," the masked man pointed at the countdown at the bottom of the screen. "When the time counts down to 0, you will all be buried with me, Mr. Knight."

He turned off the communication, and Knight sat back in his chair as if losing all his strength, looking at the clock counting down on the screen, melancholy wondering whether he should write a suicide note first.

The clock showed the time [23:46:48], and there was less than one day left before the deadline left by the commander.

"Drip-drip-"

A special prompt sounded suddenly, and a bright dot suddenly appeared on the radar map, flashing continuously.

"Report, I just detected a very high energy level super energy reaction at this coordinate!"

A staff member shouted to Knight.

"There is no super energy on this planet," Knight quickly walked over, stared at the coordinates, and muttered: "Except for the boss, but his energy is almost exhausted..."

"This is the highest reaction energy level ever detected so far!" the staff member said excitedly, and was then casually pulled aside by Knight.

"Why are you still standing here, you idiot! Activate the alarm, let the hounds out, and try your best to bring back the super energy!"

"Yes!"

……

"Unfamiliar ceiling..."

Ethan woke up from his drowsiness and blinked in confusion. The last memory flashed through his mind, and he rolled over and sat up like a lazy ass.

The young man sitting not far away was startled by his sudden movement, and the hamburger he had just taken a bite in his hand fell to the ground.

"..."

The young man looked blankly at the hamburger that had fallen apart on the ground, then raised his head and stared directly at Ethan until the latter couldn't bear it and turned away, coughing twice to cover up his embarrassment: "Ahem, I will compensate you."

The young man said nothing and looked at Ethan warily, like a little beast facing its prey alone for the first time.

"Then what, thank you for bringing me back, is this your home?"

Ethan looked around. Although the room was small, it was very clean. Of course, there was no furniture.

There was an old electric light on the ceiling, which was emitting a dim light and seemed to be about to go out in the next second.

Then it was really gone in the next second.

The young man looked up doubtfully and fiddled with the switch twice, but it was obviously useless.

Fortunately, there was still moonlight coming in through the window, so I couldn't see anything.

Ethan's mouth twitched. He knew it must be because of him again, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "Maybe the fuse is burned out. I'll replace it for you later. By the way, I didn't pay attention at the time. Those three guys didn't hurt you, right?"

The young man shook his head, hesitated, and asked softly: "Are you a mutant?"

His voice was very clear, and at the same time it had a soft and waxy feeling, which made people feel like they had eaten a piece of sweet dessert, and they were in a happy mood unconsciously.

Ethan didn't expect that the boy would ask so directly. After all, mutants are divided into two extremes in the eyes of ordinary people. They are either superheroes who go to heaven and earth, or super criminals who destroy the world, and there is one of them both. What they have in common is that they are powerful beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

As for those mutants who don’t have great abilities...Friends, have you heard of survivor bias?

"Well, judging from the current situation, it seems to be true, but don't worry, I have just awakened, and I usually live with ordinary people, so I won't hurt you."

Ethan tried hard to explain, trying to reduce his threat level in the boy's eyes.

The young man looked at him with a strange look, pinched the corner of his clothes with his slender fingers, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to explain something: "Actually..."

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

A sudden knock on the door suddenly sounded.

"Who?!"

The boy jumped up from the ground and picked up the baseball bat he had kept at home for self-defense.

Ethan looked at the white bandage on the baseball bat and wanted to remind the boy not to have high hopes for what he found in the trash.

"Relax kids, I'm not a bad person, I'm just an old principal who comes to take students home."

A kind and deep voice appeared in their minds, and at the same time, the door lock popped open on its own, as if someone unlocked it from the inside to welcome visitors outside.

The light blue moonlight shone into the room from the open door. The bald old man in a wheelchair slowly entered the room. The light shone on him, adding a bit of compassion.

Behind him were a handsome young man and a beautiful lady, both of whom were wearing neat uniforms with a big "X" on their chests.

"Hello, kid, my name is Charles Xavier, you can call me Professor Charles."

The old man's eyes were deep and peaceful, making people feel that even though they couldn't hide their feelings in front of him, they didn't feel disgusted.

Professor X!The most powerful psychic in the world!

Ethan could feel his legs shaking with excitement. The superpowers who existed in the news and stories appeared in front of him. He suddenly understood how Peter felt when facing Tony.

"Have you heard of Xavier School for the Gifted?" Professor Charles asked gently.

coming!Ethan narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing that the turning point in his life had appeared.So the question is, should I go with him?

If you don't follow him, the fact that you are a mutant will be exposed sooner or later. Not only will you be attacked by anti-mutant groups, but your parents may also be implicated.But if I go with him, I will leave my mother alone. Can my mother accept that he is a mutant...

His thoughts were in chaos, and when he was about to answer, he found Charles looking past him and looking behind him.

"?"

Ethan was stunned for a moment, and turned around to see the boy hiding behind him, holding the clothes around his waist tightly with both hands, only revealing his little head wearing a woolen hat.

Ah, is this... so embarrassing?