The super power special team has come to a crap

a relationship.

Alva squinted at him, Torres made fun of himself, and lowered his voice: "But this surname looks familiar, I feel like I've seen it many times somewhere..."

"Maybe we are housemates." Alva sat up and continued casually.

"Housemate?"

"Super Power Orphan Home in Sudac State, otherwise there is no other place that is so perverted." Alva took out a few packs of biscuits from his bag, and distributed a pack to Nat next to him, which made the latter flustered Fan.

"Ah yes! I remembered it when you said that," Torres became excited, "It seems that there is such a thing, they assign strange surnames to orphans without parents, it seems to be 'just', 'peaceful' ', 'Equality' and 'Love', it is said that it is still a school motto, it is really abnormal, but fortunately my mother was reluctant to bear me and took me back!"

"You said 'freedom' less," Alva added.

Torres waited for a while, and was flattered to find that this time he was simply supplementing without any sarcasm: "Oh... I'm the one who said it..."

Hey, it's not bad to see others like this.

That's how Stockholm was made.

Welfare home... Is Alva an orphan... Nat quietly turned his head to look at him. It was only a dozen years ago that people with superpowers were generally accepted by ordinary people. In the era when they were born, superpowers were still "heterogeneous" , "monster", so many new superpowers are abandoned by their families.

Although Nat's parents are very tolerant, because his category and level should belong to the jurisdiction of the government, he left home to receive unified training when he was a child, and there is a second, normal, child at home. Coupled with his excessively shy personality, the communication with his parents is only one phone call a month.

But intimacy and not having nothing are completely different things. Nat can’t help but think of a roommate when he was a trainee. He has good grades and practical abilities, but he has no family... At the beginning of each month, Nat receives the mail from his home He can be seen sullenly in the corner when he is wearing snacks and clothes.

I don't know what Alva was like at the time. He was older, and the discrimination seemed to be more serious at that time...Will he be bullied?

"Alva, so you used to be in the orphanage! How is it, is it fun there?" Helen asked suddenly.

"Well, no one dares to provoke me anyway." Alva smiled, as if recalling his good past when he bullied others.

Well, he was thinking too much... Nat silently pinched the edge of the biscuit bag.

As the captain, Nat was holding a bag of biscuits in a daze for some reason, so Feng had no choice but to say, "The room is set, let's go up."

Torres handed out the room card: "There are still three rooms, but this time we have five people, so..."

Alva drew one: "I sleep alone."

"I just want to sleep alone!" Helen shouted, "I'm the only one who is a woman!"

"Aren't you comrades in arms? What's wrong with sleeping in the same room?"

"What nonsense! I used to sleep alone when there were only four of us!! I'm a woman!!!" Helen roared.

"I can see that you are a woman, there is no need to repeat it so many times... Ugh!"

Helen was so angry that she grabbed Alva by the collar and shook her clothes with high frequency: "I want to live alone, I want to live alone, I want to live alone!"

Alva has been arguing with people for so many years, and has never seen such a direct attack, so he was caught off guard.

The strength of the body strengthening system is simply terrifying!

Alva felt that he was going to die for a while, the sky and the earth seemed to be reversed, and the vestibule was clamoring for a strike. In order to save his life, he had to throw the room card out.

Helen pounced on like a vigorous leopard, and caught the card. Alva, who was thrown down, lost his center of gravity and staggered for several steps. He managed to hold onto something so as not to fall.

This "what" said: "No, it's okay..."

It wasn't until Alva realized that what he was grabbing was a person, and Nat lowered his head and smiled shyly at him.

"It's okay." He supported the black-haired captain's arm to stand firm, and the latter retracted his arm reluctantly.

Helen held the room card and walked around happily, and Alva looked at her with some trepidation. Sure enough, in this world, power, money and wisdom have to give way to power...

"I share a room with Feng, I've been with him all the time!" Torres grabbed Feng's sleeve and said first.

"La la la, I live in a big house by myself!" This was Helen who was still happy.

Alva: "..."

He turned his head to look at Nat, with no ups and downs in his tone: "I'll share a room with you."

Captain Nutter had stiffened into a stone.

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In the evening, in Nat and Alva's room, members of the Saxodes Superpower Special Forces got together.

Nat's voice was less trembling when it came down to business.

"Feng, check the environment." He ordered.

Feng knelt down on one knee, put one hand on the carpet, and closed his eyes.

In an instant, the entire hotel was connected to his nerves, the dynamics of the waiters and guests, the operation of the elevator, and the scope of the surveillance video all flooded into his brain.

Ten seconds later, he raised his hand, sat on the ground as if he was exhausted, and replied: "No abnormal situation."

Seeing that Alva was a little curious, Torres explained: "The specific classification of Feng's ability is 'reading', which can perceive an object and the situation of using or using this object. His level can read objects within 100 meters at the same time. Oh, great!"

Before Alva could react, Nat had already spoken.

"Very good, then let's make specific arrangements for tomorrow's mission, Alva, have you read the document I sent to your mailbox?"

Hey, Alva, who was named, scratched his cheek with his fingers. He seemed to have seen it, but he just glanced at it casually, and he has forgotten the specific content.

He replied honestly: "I have seen it, but I can't remember it clearly..."

"Then let me tell you again," Nat frowned slightly, "I hope you can pay more attention next time, otherwise, I will ask the boss to reconsider whether you are suitable for this job."

Wow, this person is in a completely different state at work than usual, Alva thought, pretending to be listening humbly.

"The cause of this mission is Paisley, do you know Paisley?" Alva shook his head, and Nat explained: "She entered the bureau two years ago, and she is a level 5 psychological superpower. The specific ability is Predicting the future. She saw a week ago that Liberty Nest snatched the excavation rights of this city's pottery iron mine, and used rude means to forcibly excavate 50% of the pottery iron mine before the government responded, so that only 10% remained available veins."

Alva nodded, indicating that he was listening.

The Nest of Freedom is a terrorist organization with superpowers. Its style is very radical, and it has even committed evil deeds to massacre ordinary people in the street. worship.

And pottery iron is one of the most important raw materials for ability boosters. Although boosters made of pottery iron have strong side effects, they can greatly improve abilities, and sometimes even directly increase a level. The Association of Writers does not recommend everyone to use it, but it still can't stop some people from yearning for power.

If the mine is robbed by the people of Liberty Nest, it will be a bit troublesome...

"Our task this time is to prevent the actions of Liberty Nest." Nat made a summary: "Although the time of the prophecy is in the afternoon, Paisley's level is not high, so the prophecy will have a small range in all aspects. fluctuations, so we have to go to the mine at 7 o'clock in the morning, do you have any objections?"

"No." The members said in unison.

"Very well, then I will make another task arrangement, because the purpose of the task is to protect, so you have to work harder, Feng, and search the field every 10 minutes, I will connect the power facilities of the entire mine for assistance, but the most important It’s still about your ability to read. As for Helen and Torres, don’t be alarmed, and hide among the workers first, and then move out when you find suspicious people.” Nat paused, and asked: “Any objections?”

"No."

"Have."

Nat looked along the source of the sound, and Alva was looking at him with a smile: "What am I doing?"

Nat: "..."

have no idea! !What can he do!With a level 2 manipulation system, it's too much for him to be a combatant!And even if he was asked to act as a worker, he was afraid that his poor body would pass out halfway through the performance.

So why did the boss let him join their team!

Finally he said hesitantly: "You...stay with me."

After assigning tasks, Nat sent off his team members. Before leaving, Helen lowered her voice mysteriously and said, "Captain, help me see what skin care products Alvana is using. Who would believe a 28-year-old The old man's skin can be so good because of nature!"

"Oh...well..." Nat nodded in confusion, and at the same time he cut out of the working state because of this sentence.

Then he...

"What are you doing?" Alva looked strangely at the black-haired young man who was still speaking fluently just now. The latter had been holding on to the doorknob tightly for 5 minutes now, and he felt even more dizzy when he heard the question from his roommate. He didn't dare to turn back, the red cloud had already covered his ears.

God what did he just say!Nat held his head silently in his heart, I won't find a boss, please stay!Did I just take it too seriously, I heard older people like cute