The Lord of Subspace in American Comics

Charles had never seen Li Lin show such an expression.

Aversion, revulsion, disgust, he threw crumbs into the water, but he was so emotional.

"What happened? Li Lin, I didn't know that as a life mentor, you also have times like this." Charles, who was approaching, grabbed a handful of bread crumbs and threw them into the river.

He only grasped a little bit, unlike Li Lin who was like a prodigal who squandered it without knowing how to measure it.

Strictly speaking, when Li Lin loses, he also loses Charles's family.

"My expression?"

Li Lin seemed to have just woken up from a dream. He stopped his swaying movements and turned to look at Charles with some confusion.

The fish in the manor's creek lost Li Lin's bread crumbs and began to fight over each other dissatisfiedly. The bread crumbs thrown by Charles were not enough to fill their teeth.

"Yes, your expression just now seemed to be very annoyed." Charles said uneasy. "Are you okay? Is there something wrong with the warp? If you need my help, you know I'd be more than happy to do so."

"Oh, I probably know why." Li Lin suddenly realized, but did not tell Charles why.

after all……

There are too many things that he cannot tell others, because just telling them may cause a living life to be corrupted and deformed before his eyes, turning into an indescribable twisted and writhing monster. A normal person will accumulate stress if he keeps repeating one thing mechanically without any benefit.

Li Lin is feeding fish and humans. There is not much difference between the two.

"So, my dear Charles, do you also want to feed the fish?" Li Lin grabbed the bread crumbs again, his expression became soft and calm.

"Um... I guess so. I had this dream when I was a kid. I want to help the bastard in the subspace center share the pressure and not have to work so hard."

Charles imitated Li Lin's movements and threw bread crumbs into the river.

The golden sunlight shines on the surface of the river, making the sparkling waves look extremely beautiful. Fish that are not afraid of humans rush to the surface of the water where they live, just to grab a crumb of bread. Many of them are already full-bellied, but they are still I squeezed forward, fearing that I would miss this heaven-given meal.

"Now that I have the power to realize this dream and the way to see it, I can help more psychics and bring them together to participate in the production of society instead of becoming outside society. destructive power. And the only cost of doing so is that I might put you in danger."

Charles is not a three-year-old child. His ability to directly read other people's spiritual expressions, and the cold-blooded philistineness of his capitalist parents, have made him understand what is sinister in people's hearts since he was a child.

It can be said that Charles is somewhat cynical.

But he still chose to love the world and mankind.

Just like Li Lin.

If he formed a team of psykers, he would definitely invite Li Lin to join him. This universal wish-making opportunity would attract so many coveted eyes, and how much ill will it would incur. Charles just thought about it for a second on his knees and shuddered. By then, the CIA would probably be a piece of cake.

"Is this your wish, Charles?"

Li Lin turned his head and thought for a moment.

"No, I hope this is your wish Li Lin, I want to invite you here." Charles said extremely seriously, he regarded Li Lin as a confidant.

"There are always extraordinary times in life. I think I would be happy to join your team." Li Lin threw the remaining bread crumbs into the river. This lethal amount of bread crumbs was scattered randomly, causing many fish to jump out with all their strength. River surface.

This scene under the noon sun is quite beautiful.

"Thanks, I think that's what I want from you."

Charles grabbed Li Lin's hand and stood up from the ground. He helped clean up and told him his plan.

Is there a dedicated department of psykers in today's free world?

Strictly speaking, there is no such thing. There is a secret department hidden in America's Paperclip Project that cannot be exposed to the light. The Inquisition in old Europe persecuted those disobedient psychics every day, and created a group of separatist lunatics with all kinds of thinking. , not to mention the territory of Soviet Russia and China.

It can be described as a chaotic dance of demons. Every time Charles travels through the subspace to check the status of psykers, he basically has the face of an old man on the subway on his cell phone.

That being the case, why couldn't he create a team of mutants?

Find mutants who have been abandoned by humans, give them a safe place to live, and teach them knowledge so that they can use their abilities reasonably and go on the right path to protect humans and mutants. And in subspace, psykers have unique advantages.

Psykers should not be feared by humans, nor should they be a stumbling block on the path of civilization, but a powerful help.

The appearance of Moira gave Charles such an opportunity to enter the big stage.

Before the official action, Captain Charles, who gathered the members, had to deal with some minor troubles, that is, some unexpected team members, such as: John.

John Constantine, 9 years old, was rescued after a suicide attempt.

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When Charles' ambitions and destiny were revealed, Ghost Rider Carter Srey had just finished meeting with Demon Hunter Dante.

To be honest, this was not a pleasant meeting.

Not only because of Dante's careless personality, he always mocked Laman when they met, but also because the power of chaos in his body was so strong that he could be called a demon. If Ghost Rider hadn't participated in the Battle of Kiev and fought alongside Dante's father, Ghost Rider would have burned him to death.

Dante himself didn't feel much about this.

He is very good!

The power of the Chaos Demon was as docile as a domestic puppy in front of him. The superhumans in this self-proclaimed free land, in the eyes of this uninhibited demon, were completely fixed by rules and regulations, and did not understand the correct way at all. Use your own power.

Dante was still a little regretful that Carter Shirey didn't make the first move.

This is the highest-level informal contact between NATO and Warsaw Pact superhuman forces in recent times.

In the context of the Cold War, the superhumans on both sides were full of gunpowder, but they were also trying their best to get involved in the conflicts between ordinary people. This contact was actually a last-ditch effort by senior officials from both sides, with both sides deciding to maintain a certain degree of restraint.

However, Soviet Russia still refused to return to the Fire Council.

For Mrs. Kislev, the Cold War was started by the alliance, and it is not up to them to decide when it will end.

There is subspace without nuclear bombs.

If one side does not bow its head first, then this battle of ideas will never end easily.

In the cold war of bipolar confrontation, superhuman restraint is a good thing, but good fortune and misfortune never come alone. Their restraint of each other actually gives more space for chaos believers like the Black Emperor to move.