[Comprehensive British and American] After swapping bodies with the villain

After wandering in the universe for an unknown amount of time, Xi'ouluo slowly reshaped his consciousness.

He had a lot of weird dreams. Sometimes he was a strange plant, fluttering its plump and gorgeous corolla in the wind, catching small insects passing by; The cave depicts the appearance of gods and demons, kneeling down and praying devoutly; after a while, he became a lonely fugitive in the interstellar world, looking far away at the mother star that is about to be destroyed, and then bid farewell to the front with tears The wormhole...

These things seem to be far apart, but also seem to happen at the same time.

He even has a very inflated feeling - I am the world, I am the universe.

But at the same time, he doesn't know who he is, only vaguely remembers that he lives in a place called Earth.

As one dream after another flew by, his weak self-awareness gradually condensed.

My name is Xi Ouluo, and I am a biological scientist. My father has passed away, leaving only my mother and a younger sister in my family.

Then, in the countless complicated memories, he slowly extracted the part that really belonged to him.

Then, he opened his eyes.

He was lying on the warm carpet in Professor X's office, the Professor X of his own universe.

Sioro stood up abruptly and rubbed his eyes.

"We succeeded," Charles with soft hair picked up the cold black tea in front of him, took a sip, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and repeated calmly, "We actually succeeded."

Xi Ouluo shook his head, got up from the ground, walked to the half-open wooden window, and stretched out half of his body to look out.

Outside, the sky is clear, the grass is green, and the hundred-year-old trees are covered with clouds.

The young angel flapped its wings and hung in mid-air, looking at the stranger with vigilant and suspicious eyes.And the blue-skinned Nightcrawler was sitting under a tree, holding an old Bible, reading it intently, still muttering words.

After confirming everything, Xi Ouluo laughed heartily at the young mutants outside.

"Hahahahaha..."

Charles was taken aback in surprise at first, and then infected by his laughter, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raised, his sea-blue eyes narrowed, and the rolling eye waves were like the light of sapphires, gentle and dazzling.

"Crazy," the angel was startled by his laughter, flapped his wings a few times, and a few feathers passed through the sunlight and landed on the window sill. He twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly, and whispered, "I don't know Professor What have you been doing with him for the past few days..."

Xi Ouluo's mood is clear now, and he feels very kind when he sees the angel, so he waved to him friendly.

The angel flew away without avoiding it.

Siouluo: "..."

After such an experience, Xi Ouluo's happiness for the rest of his life after the catastrophe also calmed down. He turned around and sat down on the cartoonish "students' heart-to-heart chatting" sofa very familiarly, nestled into a ball comfortably, hugged Arm, eyes looking at Charles without blinking.

"Want to know how they are now?" Charles propped his elbows on the couch, his face in his hands.

Xi Ouluo's eyes lit up: "Of course!"

Charles tapped his fingers to his temples and closed his eyes.

Siouluo followed suit and closed his eyes together.

He saw an acquaintance from a parallel universe.

Wearing an expensive suit, Tony stepped onto the podium of the press conference, graciously admitting to everyone that he is Iron Man; Captain America with his eyes closed has just been dug out from the Arctic Ocean and sent to The laboratory of S.H.I.E.L.D.; a hammer that no one could pick up fell from the sky and hit the hot desert in New Mexico. Hawkeye and Coulson were ordered to investigate.The golden age of superheroes officially began.

The mutant side is equally exciting. Fourteen or fifteen-year-old Wanda and Quicksilver are still wandering around the world, relying on each other; Professor X and Magneto are still entangled because of a gymnasium, and Logan secretly rode Scott again. I went to the city to drink on my motorcycle, and on the way back, I picked up a little rascal, and the angel was still a kid who secretly pulled out his feathers in front of the mirror in fear...

They used Wanda's energy to restart the universe.

Everything has just begun, and everything still has hope.

Xi Ouluo felt an unprecedented satisfaction in his heart, he took a deep breath, a little bit at a loss how to describe what he was thinking in his heart.

"Uh..." Charles was taken aback suddenly.

Xi Ouluo glanced at the picture, and couldn't help but gasped.

His former boss and current friend, a man named Stephen Strange was staring at him, his deep and long strange-colored eyes were round and round at this moment, he must be very angry.

Xiouluo didn't know what he did wrong again, but he couldn't help feeling a little guilty. He hesitated for a while, and said hello in a dry voice: "Good morning, Stephen, why are you still there and haven't come back?"

Strange laughed angrily: "What do you think?"

Siouluo: "..."

I don't know why, what can't you just say straight up?Maybe it's because I have been a leader for too long, so I always like rhetorical questions?

"I don't know," said Ciolo honestly, "you seem to be in good spirits."

"In order to avoid the influence of chaos magic, I hid in the two-dimensional universe, where I lived as a paramecium for several lifetimes before I dared to come back. You also know that there is neither a mobile phone nor a TV, and there is not even a toilet! I thought you Died! If you are dead, how can I inform your beautiful mother and sister? Just say oh, I’m so sorry, did Xiouluo die from arrogance, stupidity and blindness? You dare to die like this, I’m ashamed to say it!”

Strange finished his complaint, took a few deep breaths, and coldly put his hands behind his back.

The red cloak floated up behind him, and made a gesture similar to spreading his hands, which was quite helpless.

Xi Ouluo was scolded head and face, and sat there with his hands tied, his whole body a little dazed.

A normal person would feel somewhat dissatisfied at being ridiculed like this, but Sioro has long been used to it. His two friends, both Tony and Strange, have this kind of duplicity. The words are the truth, and sooner or later he will be pissed off.

So he said obediently, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

Charles couldn't hold back, and secretly laughed from the sidelines, making the atmosphere even more embarrassing.

Strange's eyes were like knives, and he gave Charles a hard look.

Charles didn't mind either, he just looked at the two of them with a smile on his face, looking a little bit gossiping while still being shocked.

Strange drew a circle in front of him, calmly went back to his own universe, grabbed Sioro by the collar, and disappeared in front of Charles in a flash.

Charles said with emotion: "Poor Siolo."

After a few seconds, he shook his head again: "No, poor Dr. Strange."

Sioro was brought back by Strange to the Supreme Sanctuary in Greenwich Village, New York, that is, the extremely cheap haunted two-story building that Strange bought with the spare money in his hand...

This place is not remote, with a lot of people, next to other buildings next door, the street is in front of the door and next to the window, and a few cars pass by from time to time.The street lamp at the door looked old, and a tall old tree was just a few steps away, its branches had grown to the attic of the building, casting a large shadow inside through the window.

From the outside, it looked like any other residential building in New York, except for the odd lack of locks and bells on the crimson gates.

But once you walk in, the space inside suddenly opens up.

Before Siolo could react, Strange's red cloak left his post without permission, and floated from behind the still angry Supreme Mage to Siolo, stretched out two small horns, lifted Siolo, and flew upwards.

The chandelier in the room was not turned on, only a dimly lit wall lamp was on, and a candle as thick as an adult's arm was inserted on the handrail of the floor.

All kinds of ancient magic utensils can be seen here and there, and there is a moving stone lion lying under the table where Strange eats.The books floated freely in the air, and some of them floated over and circled Xi'ouluo several times.

Xi Ouluo couldn't accept the messy environment here.

"Do you live here alone?"

Strange didn't want to talk to him.

Instead, the red cloak lay next to Xi Ouluo's ear, complaining in a low voice: "He lives with the king, and after the king packs it up, he will mess it up again within a day. I can't even find a clean place to rest, alas. "

Strange said indifferently: "Shut up."

Xi Ouluo's attention was instantly diverted: "Do you live with Wang, Stephen?"

Strange: "...the king is my steward and servant."

Siouluo couldn't believe it: "What? Did you magicians live two centuries ago?"

Strange explained feebly: "It's only in name, he swore to serve the Supreme Mage himself."

Xi Ouluo was still surprised: "Well, I went out to live in a mental hospital by myself when I was 12 years old. You are already an adult, and you still can't have your own independent residence. It's really pitiful."

Strange: "???"

Although the building only has two floors from the outside, once you step on the stairs, the space begins to twist, turning one after another, as if it never ends.

Fortunately, Sioro was lifted up by the magic floating cloak, so he didn't have to struggle to keep up with Strange's footsteps.

Strange took him into the attic.

The hall outside was in such a mess, not to mention the attic. At first glance, there was almost no place to stay.

When Strange just bought this house, Sioro once took a look at it. At that time, there was no furniture in it, and it was very empty. I don't know what happened to him in this short period of time. into this.

Strange waved his hand without saying a word, a pile of books spontaneously piled up at the base of the wall, the carpet flew up by itself to shake the dust and some potato chip residues, and finally made a place to sit down.

Sioro looked around curiously.

Strange was furious at the sight of him.

It's a pity that he is a supreme mage anyway, and he will never be soft when he calls Wang Lai every day. Why is he almost becoming an old mother in front of this person?

He took Siouluo's hand rather arrogantly, dipped some yellow paint, and drew a few large circles within small circles on his hand. After a few seconds, these patterns glowed.

"What's wrong?" Sioro looked up at him.

Even though the light in the attic was dim, his eyes were shining brightly, and he didn't know whether it was because of his youth or innate, like a green lake.

Strange's heart moved, but he still kept a straight face and said, "Check your soul."

Xiouluo smiled slightly: "I'm fine, and I think I'm stronger than before, if you don't believe me, look——"

Strange's hand was hooked by him, and without defense, his eyes suddenly turned, and the world suddenly spun, and he lost his balance before he had time to react, and lay down on the floor of the attic.

And above him, a face was staring at him with a smile. Seeing his gaze sweeping over, he squatted down and patted his head.

That face was Dr. Strange himself, but with a gentle and happy smile on his face, it seemed a bit obtrusive.

Strange: "..."

I'm so tired.

The author has something to say: Hahaha I didn't expect it!I updated it!