[Comprehensive British and American] Superhero Manual

Towards the afternoon, the sun is not very strong, it gently sprinkles on the earth, covering everything with a thin layer of gold, leaving a temperature that is not too hot.

This golden light penetrated the glass on the villa, drilled into the room, and slightly illuminated some shadowy corners.

And the three people in the room were still talking about the previous topic.

According to Emma's thinking, she hoped that Eric would take over the fraternity's affairs immediately.

But unfortunately, in less than an hour, it was time for Carl to go home from school.The reason why Eric is sitting here today is because a few days ago, he agreed with Karl to come and see him.

So, at least until tomorrow, Emma's wish will come true.

However, as soon as the reason came out, this radiant lady immediately agreed, with a look of full expectation on her face. Obviously, Emma's opinion of the adopted son of Professor X and the godson of Magneto The boy was very curious.

The blond beauty's pupils were shining brightly. She tilted her head and looked at the two opposite people with pursed lips and smiled: "In that case, I'll stay too. Although I heard that Charles had adopted a child, I haven't been able to see him for a long time. past his face."

"What kind of meeting gift should I give?" Emma showed a pensive look, and it seemed that she had made up her mind to stay here to meet Karl.

"It's better to knock a piece of the diamond off your body and give it away as a gift." Eric was very dissatisfied with Emma's interruption, so he said this.

"Exactly, that's exactly what I mean!" Unexpectedly, Emma's eyes lit up, she nodded and accepted Eric's suggestion.

Seeing that the other party really turned his finger into a diamond shape and was about to knock a piece off, Charles on the side quickly stopped Emma, ​​and he said helplessly: "If you want to meet, just be casual, you don't have to. Carl won't like it Such a gift."

"I think so." Emma withdrew her hand, blinking and smiling.

She stood up, and a black shadow appeared behind Emma, ​​silently.

Both Charles and Eric turned a blind eye to this.

"Then I'll prepare some gifts first, see you later." Emma left the sofa, and the red-haired woman who appeared just now opened a portal, and the figures of the two disappeared behind the door in an instant.

The empty teacup on the table still exudes residual heat, and the shallow mist slowly rises to mid-air and dissipates in the cool air.

Eric frowned, and quickly let go. He turned his head and looked at Charles, wondering whether it was a good time to confess.

It's all because Emma's appearance just now interrupted what he wanted to say.

"Maybe we can talk about your move now?" Eric's mental activity was too intense, and Charles just paused and said with a smile.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't read other people's minds?" Eric said dryly, his eyes drifting away.

"Oh, of course I said it." Charles's smile widened, and he looked at Eric with a soft smile in his eyes: "But your voice is too strong, and it's hard for me not to hear it."

Eric shielded his face with one hand in frustration, and his voice muffled from below: "Well, maybe you wouldn't mind having one more neighbor around."

"Of course not." Charles answered him, and gently brushed his hand away, his eyes met in mid-air, expressing unspeakable meaning.

"If it's you, I welcome you."

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Carl, who had just set his ambitions, didn't know what guests had come to his house. After leaving school, he set foot on the road home.

But on the way, Carl was rarely immersed in his own thoughts—he was thinking about a serious question, what gifts should he bring to Peter's house this weekend?

Yes, after meeting Peter last time, Carl has already discussed with him the time to visit his house - just this weekend, and today is already Thursday!

There were only two days left for Carl to choose gifts, and although Peter had said early on that he didn't need to bring anything special, Carl wouldn't really take nothing.

This was the first time that Carl went to play at a classmate's house—of course it was an ordinary classmate. In fact, even classmates in X Academy rarely invited Carl to play at home.

When Carl told Charles about Peter's invitation, he was still a little nervous, but the latter was very supportive of him going out with his friends.

"Just remember the time, go home early, and don't stay in other people's homes for too long." Charles' words were still echoing in Carl's ears. He knew that his father was reminding himself not to expose his super powers.

Carl was a little guilty. He forgot to ask Peter if he would mind telling his family members about his identity, so when Charles asked, he had to say vaguely.

Although he felt that his father must know something.

Carl, leaning against the window and watching the scenery casually, rose and fell with the vibration of the bus-just like other passengers.

He lowered his eyelashes to cover his blue eyes, and the light and faint shadows cast by the frame made his face more defined.A few rays of sunlight fell on his black hair, almost as if it was about to be melted.

The picturesque and beautiful young man naturally attracted a lot of attention, especially the girls who were sitting diagonally behind him. They suppressed their excited voices and kept discussing. They secretly glanced at Karl from time to time. It looked like someone was eager to come forward and stand by his side.

Fortunately, the girl's modesty stopped her, which also made Karl heave a sigh of relief.

God knows that even if he didn't use his super hearing, those whispers would have reached his far more sensitive ears than ordinary people.

When Carl went home, he chose to take the bus or the subway completely according to his intuition that day, so sometimes he always met some strange people.

Fortunately, the platform near his home arrived soon, and Carl got off the bus in a hurry, not daring to look back at the girls who wanted to strike up a conversation.

He was afraid of getting into trouble—these girls who had never met before, or those classmates who barely had an impression in school, seemed to Carl to be big troubles.

He didn't think how good-looking he was. In fact, Karl couldn't understand what those people who were crazy about their appearance were thinking.

Carl, who had already planned what gifts to buy tomorrow in his mind, stepped briskly into the gate of the villa.

Before the smile on his lips spread, he was hugged by a blond woman who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Little Carl, hello~" This is of course Emma who had prepared a gift and asked Clarice to send her back. She hugged the boy with a smile and greeted him in a good mood.

Carl blushed. He didn't know who the other party was, and he didn't dare to use super strength to push her away. He was at a loss for a while.

Fortunately, the next moment, Karl saw his father coming behind the woman, as well as his godfather.

"Emma, ​​let go of Carl after you've said hello." Charles had a gentle smile in his blue eyes, and when he said this, Carl immediately felt the arms around him relax.

He hurriedly took a few steps back, leaving the embrace that smelled of strong perfume.

Carl ran to Charles and gave him a gentle hug.He whispered in Charles' ear, "Dad, who is this man?"

Charles patted Carl's arm and replied with a smile, "It's a guest of our house."

"Guest?" The attack just now made Carl vigilant, but Charles' words had already made him relax. This guest is really a bad taste.

"That's right, I brought you a gift." Emma blinked at Carl, showing a perfect smile: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Emma, ​​maybe you have heard my code name—"Bai Empress', now under your godfather."

Carl didn't know how to answer for a while, so he secretly cast his eyes on Eric for help, hoping that the godfather could give him some hints.

Eric snorted softly, but he didn't mean to target Emma as much as before. He just frowned and said, "If you have anything to say, go to the house and don't stand at the door."

"Okay." Of course Emma nodded. Stepping on her thin high-heeled shoes, she followed these people through the long corridor and into the living room.

Carl looked through his memory carefully, and before entering the door, he finally found a trace of the past.

He did vaguely hear this person's name appear in the conversation between Charles and Eric, but Carl never thought that he would meet the real person today, and it was completely different from what he imagined.

That's why he couldn't remember for a while.

Carl was a little curious as to why the lady had come.

The author has something to say:

There was a small easter egg left in the last chapter, but no one seemed to notice it. Covering their faces, everyone was paying attention to who chatted with Wanda. In fact, this netizen is just a passerby, and he may not appear again.

Thank you for still supporting the little cutie~

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I was a little embarrassed after thinking about it, but I deleted the previous words. In short, thank you very much for your concern!