Marvel's Gene Collection System

Chapter 33

Chapter 033: Jubilation Lee

“Although I support Charles’ ideals, I don’t agree with Charles’ ideals. This is very unrealistic. It is just as unreliable as the black and white equality regulations.” Smir said lightly.

“Why?” Charles looked at Smir in shock, his best friend didn’t support his ideals.

“I want to remain neutral, because not everyone wants to fight, they may just need a stable home.” Smir looked at Raven and Emma, and said slowly.

“And I can give them a stable life environment.”

“No, Smir, whether it is human or Mutant, is a member of society. Mutant, like blacks and whites, is just a race of humans.” Charles defended.

“Okay, Charles, I support your ideals, but I have my ideas. We are always friends, aren’t we?” Smir smiled and hammered Charles on the shoulder and smiled.

Charles, who looked a little depressed after being denied his ideals by his friends, smiled when he heard the words, and said, “Yes, that’s right, we will always be friends.”

Emma gave Charles and Smir a envious look. She admired the friendship, her eyes fell on the tattoo on the inner side of Smir’s arm, and she asked in surprise: “Smir, you are…”

Smir looked at the tattoo on his arm and smiled faintly: “It’s nothing, it’s just the sign that was put on after being caught in a Nazi concentration camp. My parents died in the Nazi concentration camp.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mention it intentionally.” Emma quickly apologized.

“Nothing, it’s already over, let alone, the Nazis have surrendered a long time ago?” Smir waved his hand indifferently. There was nothing to hide from this tattoo. To conceal this was just an escape.

Seeing this tattoo, I also remembered that I hadn’t seen Eric for many years. I immediately looked at Charles and said, “I have a friend, a friend who lived and died in a Nazi concentration camp. The first ability I copied was his. , I thought I could introduce you to you that day. His name is Eric, and he is also a Mutant. I believe you and Eric will get along well.”

Could it be bad?

Love and kill a good friend for seventy years.

“I’m sorry, my event with you was cancelled tonight.” Smir took Raven’s hand and apologized.

Raven said: “It doesn’t matter, you can go anytime.”

Smir smiled slightly, and immediately looked at the other two people and said, “Celebrate the joining of new friends, how about a dinner with me? The restaurants in Chinatown taste great.”

“No problem, why not eat it for free? And I haven’t eaten it for a long time. Huaxia’s food is now. I have to say that Huaxia people are very particular about eating.” Charles exclaimed.

“Thank you very much, it cost you money.” Emma said politely.

“Come on, the guys who can go to this college are not short of money.” Smir smiled, after all, they only met one day, and they will definitely get in touch in the future.

Emma smiled. Indeed, their family is also a merchant family, so naturally they are not short of money.

Although it is far from the family background of Charles and Smir, it is also much better than ordinary people.

Walking to Chinatown and seeing a bunch of middle-aged couples, Smir’s eyes lit up and said in Chinese: “Uncle Li, Aunt Li, what are you going to do?”

The two turned their heads and saw Smir, they also showed a slight smile, and said: “It’s Xiao Chen, are you here to eat Chinese food again?”

The two are immigrants from China, and they are overseas Chinese.

The two of them have a daughter named Jubilation Lee, who is a gymnast in their school. Although they are not in the same class, since they came to this school, it is close to Chinatown, and Smir also has half of the Chinese blood. Chinese descent will naturally become familiar as soon as they come and go.

“Is Qian Huan still practicing gymnastics at school?” Mrs. Li asked.

“I didn’t pay attention when I came out. You should have come back, right? Uncle Li, how about you?” Smir scratched his head and said.

“Today’s experimental research is too late, there is no time to make dinner, so I have to go to the restaurant, order some dishes that Qianhuan likes, and bring it back.” Mrs. Li said.

“No, I’m here.” A figure crossed the sides of a few people. The figure was very healthy. Due to gymnastics, the body was also uneven, and there were tiger teeth protruding from the corners of the mouth.

It looks like a little wild cat.

“Then we won’t bother, goodbye.” After a few greetings, Smir led the three of them to continue walking towards Chinatown.

“Do you have to talk to them for so long every time you meet?” Raven asked.

Smir said: “This is China’s etiquette. You haven’t survived in China, so you don’t understand it naturally.”

“As a 5,000-year-old civilized country, Chinese etiquette has appeared since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. It existed more than 2,500 years ago. At that time, even Europeans were still drinking blood. It can be seen that, Huaxia attaches great importance to etiquette.” Charles interjected.

“Charles was right, I didn’t expect you to know so much?”

(End of this chapter)*