[Comprehensive] My little sister in battle clothes

Karen only glanced at Charles, then turned her head indifferently, and continued to try to break out the timed bomb in Peter's hand. It was about to explode in ten seconds. Explosions around Peter.

"Pietro." Charles tilted his head and called out in a low voice. Karen's eyes blurred, and the bomb she finally took down disappeared out of thin air.

"Okay, now we can talk." Charles himself pushed the wheelchair and approached Karen: "You prefer the name Karen, don't you?"

He meant no harm.Obviously didn't understand, but Karen came up with this idea out of thin air.She didn't avoid Charles' approach, after all, no one would doubt the kindness in those blue eyes.

"Are you and those children mutants? That little mutant did what happened in the amusement park that day?" Karen had many thoughts flashing through her mind, but this was what she blurted out.

"Yes." Charles calmly said as if he was chatting with an acquaintance, "Al is still too young, he can't control his abilities."

"What abilities does he have?" Karen said with great interest, "And that boy just now, Wanda's younger brother."

"Al can reverse the trajectory of objects, and Pietro, he can move at high speed." Charles calculated the time: "Oh, it's almost time for him to come back."

As soon as the words fell, the silver-haired boy reappeared beside Charles, and he stroked his hair: "Okay, it's resolved."

There was no explosion nearby at all, and he apparently made a long-distance round trip within 30 seconds.

Karen glanced at Pietro, but she didn't show any curiosity about the matter. She continued to ask, "Changing the trajectory of objects? What about planets?"

"Maybe it's okay to wait for him to grow up a little bit." Charles' tone seemed to be discussing an ordinary brat who went to the house: "But he is still too young, he can't control himself when he is emotional, and needs the supervision and guidance of an adult .”

"So you opened a mutant school?" Karen raised his chin at Peter Roy: "Is your school fun?"

"We not only educate the little mutants to control, but also educate them about knowledge, no different from ordinary schools." Charles was not impatient, as if he didn't realize that the topic had been dragged further and further: "But you are very powerful, and you are figuring it out on your own. Under the circumstances, the ability is also used very well." He smiled: "I was not as good as you at that time."

Karen's shoulders slumped, and after a moment she asked listlessly, "Is Lex Luthor back?"

"You're very smart." Charles said with a smile, "I did look for Mr. Luther, and I was able to confirm your identity from his memory." Seeing a trace of worry flashing across Karen's face, Charles said hastily: " Don't worry, I've cleaned his memory again to ensure that he will never think of you again."

Karen breathed a sigh of relief, and she tentatively asked, "Shall I go back to school with you and learn the ability to control?"

"No, no, no." Charles shook his head, "That's not what I came for you."

Karen's eyes dimmed, she still hadn't spoken, Charles laughed: "Don't worry, our purpose is to destroy a body, not a living person."

She raised her head, a gleam in her eyes.

"You should have discovered that we have the same ability." Charles looked around, the minds of the people on the whole street were controlled, and they had been still for a long time.This is why Karen has never opposed him. Her ability is not enough in front of him. Now that she is more docile, she can gain more benefits. If she rebels, she will be lost in the next second. Thinking ability.

She was secretly amazed at this professor's ability in her heart, how powerful the control power was, to be able to exert such a large area of ​​mind control effortlessly.

"Your ability comes from me." Charles still smiled gently: "You have my mutant genes in your body. In theory, your body structure is too perfect, and the little blood sample stolen by Emil is completely insufficient. to bring it back to life, but for some unknown reason, you have life."

"It's because of a tube of reagent." Now that the words have come to this point, Karen has nothing to hide. Rather than being fooled by Charles, she would rather say by herself: "A doctor named Goulding developed a life reagent, and I suffered from it." Two needles, and then alive."

"Life potion?" Charles frowned rarely: "Where is Goulding now?"

"I don't know." Karen answered bluntly, pointing to her own brain: "You can also see that I am not capable enough to check the memories of the Avengers at will. They told me that the father and daughter have been arrested I caught it, and all the medicines were disposed of, but this is just a word to coax a child, and only Peter, a fanatic, would foolishly believe it."

Charles pondered for a while, and slowly relaxed his brows. This is not a problem. Karen is not capable enough, but he is fine. As long as he goes to the Avengers Building again, he will not worry about knowing the whereabouts of the father and daughter.He returned to his masterful look and continued: "Emil created your body, but a lifeless body is useless, so he ran away with his body just to find a way to bring it back to life Come here, and we are here to find and destroy it before it comes alive."

After saying this, he fell silent again, just looking at Karen, as if he was telling the beginning of a story and waiting for the audience to join him.

This person is so annoying, he likes to play tricks.Karen curled her lips, and before she could speak, Pietro asked curiously, "And then?"

He is in a half-knowledgeable state of the whole thing, and the adults will not tell him the truth of the whole thing, and he finally catches the opportunity to hear a complete version, and he can hear it all Fan: "So professor? Then why not destroy her?"

Karen laughed secretly. Seeing Charles' helpless expression, she knew it was a bit embarrassing to be demolished by her own people.

"Your mind." Charles pointed to Karen's head: "Even if the body has life, it doesn't mean that the brain can function. You may become an obedient puppet, but the magic thing is that you have your own mind." Thought, this is incredible!"

"Doesn't life make me think?" Karen wondered, "Isn't that the same thing?"

"Life will not allow the chip and the brain to fuse." Charles explained: "Emil chose to hide the chip in the body's brain to avoid our tracking. If the body is resurrected, the chip and all the sensing materials in your body should become one. Foreign body, instead of becoming a part of your body, your current condition has completely exceeded his expectations."

The emir they have been talking about should be Mr. Senior.Karen thought to herself, but this person is dead, why are they still staring at him?

"He's not dead yet." Charles looked serious, and he looked at Karen: "I need you, draw him out."

When Peter came to his senses, he didn't remember anything about the bombing at all.

Karen seemed to have figured it out, and the next night, she offered to go to the Avengers Building.

"I knew you would understand." Peter was the happiest: "I sent an email to Mr. Stark, and he welcomes us."

Karen didn't speak all the way, she hugged Peter without saying a word.

The two landed at the gate of the Avengers Building, which had been opened for them on Friday, and Tony was in the gym, with dynamic music playing in the room, and he was running on the treadmill.

Seeing this, Peter obediently waited at the door, preparing to wait for Mr. Stark to finish exercising before going forward.

Karen didn't care about this, she walked into the gym supernaturally and closed the door behind her.She didn't even look back at Peter, who was full of astonishment, and walked directly to Tony: "Charles looked for you."

"Friday, turn off the music." The speed of the treadmill gradually slowed down. He stepped down, pulled off the towel on his shoulders and wiped his sweat: "He really deserves to be an educator. I am most afraid of this kind of person."

He looked Karen up and down, and suddenly laughed: "What do you think I'm thinking?"

Karen gave him the look of a fool.

"Okay, okay." Tony shrugged: "You always look so serious, I really don't know what that silly boy likes you."

"Charles told me that you promised to arrange everything." Karen brought the topic back: "Why did you promise him?"

"I don't want to provoke mutants." Tony's answer was simple and rude: "Besides, I have no room for rejection."

"You are afraid that he will control you to agree." Karen found a chair and sat down. She rubbed her forehead: "So I would rather come to you than talk to him. I am so tired."

"Honey, I'm really sad when you say that." Tony made an exaggerated expression: "I thought my charisma had already won your trust!"

Seeing that she looked like she had too many complaints and didn't know where to start, Tony touched his nose and went straight to the topic.

"Emile must have never thought that you would come back to life so quickly, so we must let him find you first." Tony talked about his plan: "No one knows where he is, what we have to do is let him take the initiative to find you." Shoot at you!"

...Karen was silent for a second, and asked: "What should I do if I fail?"

"Impossible to fail!" Tony was very confident in himself.

"I will be a victim." Karen seemed to have not heard Tony's answer, and she said an affirmative sentence herself.

"I said, I won't fail." Tony stood up and looked down at her: "The Avengers will definitely protect their companions."

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Peter felt neglected!

He wrote and drew in his textbook, looking like he was taking notes seriously, but if someone took a serious look at his notebook, he would know that he was in a daze.

"Hey, hey!" Ned poked Peter: "What's the matter with you, you're always out of your mind."

Peter turned his face, looked at Ned, and suddenly curled his lips: "Did she reach the cold period earlier?"

"What cold period!" Ned turned Peter's face away in disgust: "Lovers also need their own space! You all live together, what do you want!"

"I hardly see her now." Peter's background panels are all gray: "Yes, I encouraged her to develop new hobbies, but I regret it, I want her to only like me , What flower arrangement, baking, dance speech, don't care about anything!"

"It's great not to go to school!" Ned lamented, with a completely wrong emphasis: "I also just want to do things that interest me every day, and I don't want to go to school."

Just as he was talking, there was a knock on the door of the classroom. The head teacher opened the door, said a few words to the principal outside, nodded, and ushered in a girl.

"Karen Senior, a freshman transferred from Westchester County, will participate in the National French Speech Contest next week." The teacher walked the freshman to everyone: "She has won many speech awards before. An excellent orator."

I do not know how! — cried Peter inwardly, staring at Karen so hard that he wanted to punch a hole in her.

Peter couldn't hear what the head teacher said again, he just stared at the freshman, what speech contest, what orator, what Senior, what Karen wanted to do!