[Comprehensive British and American] Superhero Manual

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The first two chapters have been revised, please read it again, thank you very much!

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I wish you all a Happy New Year!This chapter randomly drops New Year red envelopes, please give me more advice in the future~

After saying goodbye to Peter, Karl went home in a good mood.

He didn't use super speed or anything, he took the bus home like everyone else.

Speaking of this, I have to mention an incident that happened to Carl.

Carl likes to fly in the sky, and once tried to explore outer space.I won’t repeat the various accidents Karl encountered during the process. Finally, when he flew back, he was spotted by the satellite system and almost shot down as an unknown invader.

This video was hacked and tampered with by people from the X-Men. In fact, the video of the mutants using their abilities that was accidentally captured by the surveillance camera was also negotiated and resolved by a special person.

As a result, Carl was forbidden by Charles, who was worried about his safety, to fly to any dangerous place at will.

After that, Karl was extra careful about the existence of monitoring, and practiced his hacking skills hard to ensure that no traces were left, for fear that he would cause too much trouble for everyone.

But sometimes, Karl will still use his ability a little bit, like today.

Karl pushed open the door of the villa and walked in. His steps were brisk and he was still humming.

"Hello, little bird~" Carl waved to the birds parked in the courtyard, and there was a sound of "flapping" wings.

He walked through the garden, stopping to say hello to each flower, with a never-ending smile on his face.

The cat, which was lazily sleeping in a ball on the fence, heard the sound, moved its ears, and fell asleep again in a different position.

Carl went all the way upstairs, put his schoolbag in the study next to his bedroom, and decided to go to Charles. He really wanted to share his experience with his father today.

Carl looked for several rooms, and finally found his father in the study downstairs.

He didn't push the door directly to go in, but poked his head over to take a look at the situation inside - Charles was playing chess with Eric, and the battle between the two was stalemate, and it might be too early to end.

Karl didn't bother them, but quietly retracted his head.

He felt very happy, it seemed that the godfather would stay for dinner today.

I just don't know if Wanda and Pietro will come.

Carl went to the kitchen to look at today's dishes, then opened the refrigerator and took a cold drink upstairs.

Not that he wanted to do homework or anything, in fact, Carl never took his homework home and usually did it in school.

He chose a book on the shelf, sat by the window and began to read it.

This is a book Carl likes recently. It is written by a foreign writer. It is called "I Am a Cat". The story is very interesting.Carl did not choose to translate the work, but bought the original version directly.

For Carl, who has learned multiple languages, reading original novels is no problem.

He watched with relish, and took a sip of cold drink from time to time.The cold liquid spreads deep from the mouth, bringing a refreshing feeling.

There was only a little afterglow left by the sun, and all of it fell on Karl, quietly becoming his growing strength.

The leisurely and comfortable time always passed quickly, and Carl felt that after a while, the night had quietly come.

There were only four people sitting at the dinner table in the evening. Pietro and Carl sat together, and their fathers sat opposite each other, having a good talk.

Wanda has her own business to deal with, so she hasn't come yet.

Pietro, who is already young, is 20 years old this year. He looks a lot more mature, but he still shows a childish side from time to time.

For example, when he finished eating the fried egg on his plate and turned his eyes to the one that Carl hadn't touched.

The fork in Pietro's hand reached out to the fried egg in front of Carl with lightning speed.

Pietro's speed is naturally worthy of his title of Quicksilver, but Karl's speed is not much slower than Pietro's now, blocking his fork in time before the latter succeeds.

The two people's forks collided with a crisp sound.

Carl doesn't like fried eggs very much, but he just doesn't want Pietro to get his way.

Pietro, who was stopped, did not give up and launched the next round of attack.

However, they were all blocked by Karl.

The two looked at each other, neither willing to admit defeat.

"Both of you, eat well!" Eric really couldn't stand the childish behavior of the two of them, and stopped their confrontation with a voice.

Hearing his father's words, Pietro quickly retracted his fork, and he pouted, looking unhappy.

Pietro was hanging his head down, poking broccoli boredly, and a slice of fried egg was inserted into his plate.As soon as he looked up, he saw Karl retracting the fork as if nothing had happened.

"Ah, little Carl, thank you so much!" Pietro said with a smile, and his mood improved immediately.

After the dinner, Pietro didn't know where he slipped off, but Carl was not worried. The last time this happened, he asked the other party and got a speechless answer of "go to China for tea".

This time he might have gone somewhere to play again.

Carl accompanied his two fathers out for a walk, walking slowly on the road near his home.

The cool night wind blows away the heat of the day, and the leaves on the treetops rustle, casting a shadow under the reflection of the street lamps, blending into the dark night.

Carl pushes Charles' wheelchair, and Eric walks beside them both in a protective gesture.

Many small things that usually happen can become topics of conversation at this time.Carl wanted to share many things that happened at school with his two fathers.

He hopes that those things that bring him joy can also bring them a good mood when sharing.

The way the boy was talking was in high spirits. When Eric looked at him, he would always think of the little child he saw at the beginning. In a blink of an eye, Carl had already grown to this size.

Standing next to each other, the two were not much different in height.

Time flies so fast, and many times, Eric regretted missing Carl's childhood.

Fortunately, he still has so much time to make up.

Eric looked at the teenager beside him and smiled slightly.

They didn't take a long walk, and soon returned to the villa.

Carl went to wash up, said good night to his fathers, and went into his bedroom and closed the door.

Kryptonians under a yellow sun don't need to sleep, but Cal has made it a habit and goes to bed on time every day.

But sometimes, Carl is not always so obedient to stay in the room.

For example, tonight, he wants to go to a place.