Chapter 248
In the morning, Eric walked down the stairs shaking his head.
They drank a little too much last night, but only he and Charles got drunk.
Mike and Clark are all right.
But
Eric smiled when he remembered Charles who was still lying in bed.
Novice Charles.
"Dad?" Seeing Mike put on his sportswear, Eric was stunned and said, "are you going to run?"
Mike smiled as he put on his shoes and said, "go outside for a walk. Do you want to join us?"
"Wait a minute!"
Eric shook his head, went back upstairs, quickly changed his clothes and ran down.
At this time, the temperature was still low, and suddenly came out of the warm home. Eric couldn't help shivering, but he was stimulated by the cold air, but his head was sober a lot.
"Let's go."
Mike said and moved his legs.
Eric nodded and followed Mike. The father and son jogged.
Mike was very happy that he hadn't run with Eric for a long time. He watched Eric leisurely follow him and said, "we need to speed up, keep up."
Eric nodded, adjusted his breath and followed Mike.
"Here we are!"
It took Mike a minute to take Eric to his shop.
"How's it going?"
Mike looked at Eric and waited for his son's comment.
Eric smiled and said, "it looks good and feels warm."
"Good vision!"
Mike smiled and said, "come on, we'll run back for a while and have to make breakfast."
"Breakfast."
Eric's eyes lit up. He hadn't eaten Mike's breakfast for a long time.
"Eat steamed stuffed bun, your favorite."
Mike smiled and said, "last night, I had adjusted the stuffing of steamed stuffed buns."
Eric swallowed his saliva and hurried up after watching Mike run away.
Speaking of morning running, it's more like Mike and Eric getting familiar with the surrounding environment. Mike introduced them as he walked. After running for half an hour, the two returned home.
When Mike opened the door, John opposite came out yawning. Seeing Eric, he said strangely, "Mike, are there any guests so early?"
Mike responded with a smile, "this is my son Eric. He just came back from abroad."
John looked at Eric, smiled, greeted Eric, and said to Mike, "your sons are excellent."
"I love to hear that."
Mike smiled happily and said, "I'll ask Gwen to send you some steamed buns later."
John said in surprise, "steamed stuffed buns! I've wanted them for a long time."
Mike smiled and nodded each other, and Eric went home.
Because today is Saturday, Clark doesn't work and Gwen doesn't have to go to school. After the family finished breakfast, Mike and Eric took Gwen to buy new year goods, leaving Clark and Charles to clean at home.
Charles pressed his head, which was suffering from a hangover, lazily wiped the ashes with a rag, and yawned from time to time.
When the knock on the door sounded, Charles instantly threw away the rag in his hand and said to Clark, who was speeding up the cleaning, "I'll open the door."
When he walked near the door, his expression changed, and he felt like he had lost something.
He stepped back and felt that what he had lost had come back.
What he lost was his ability?
Charles looked at the door with a dignified expression, trying to use his ability.
Capabilities can be used.
Outside the door stood a child.
It's the neighbor's child across the street.
That child... Is a mutant!
Charles took a strange step forward.
In an instant, his ability disappeared again, as if he had never been able, and he could not feel the existence of ability at all. When he stepped back again and stepped out of the range of more than one meter around the child's body, his ability recovered again.
He took a breath.
Super power suppression!
As long as you approach him, your ability will disappear.
The child's ability is terrible.
In some ways, his ability is the bane of all mutants. Of course, the premise is to come to this child.
Taking a deep breath, Charles endured his ability to be suppressed, as if he had lost the same uncomfortable feeling, and took two steps to open the door.
There is a handsome boy standing at the door.
Luke was wearing a woolen hat and carrying a plate in his hand. When he saw Charles opening the door, he was stunned and said, "are you..."
"My name is Charles!"
"You are Professor X! X-Men!"
Luke opened his mouth wide and looked at Charles in surprise.
From time to time, there will be reports of X College in the newspaper, and he recognized Charles at a glance.
Charles smiled, let Luke in, shut the door behind him, turned his head and motioned to Luke, "Shh, help me keep it a secret."
Luke nodded, and then said excitedly, "Why are you here? I mean at Gwen's house, do you mean... Gwen is a mutant!?"
Charles shook his head with a smile and said, "no, because this is my home."
"Your home? This is not Uncle Mike..."
Luke seemed to realize something, stared wide and said in surprise, "you, you are Uncle Mike's..."
"Son."
Charles smiled.
Luke was stunned.
"So you're Gwen's brother?"
Luke flushed with excitement.
God, Gwen's brother is Professor X! The superhero who led the X-Men and established the X school!
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"Hello, I'm Luke, Gwen's classmate. I'll return the morning dishes to Uncle Mike."
Luke unconsciously stood straight and handed the plate of steamed buns in the morning with his hands.
Charles took it and said, "Luke, I heard Gwen talk about you."
Luke touched his head and smiled. "Where's Gwen?"
"She's out."
Charles said, touched Luke's head and said, "can you keep my relationship with Gwen secret?"
Luke nodded and said without hesitation, "of course!"
"Thank you, classmate Luke."
Charles laughed and said. After asking Luke a few more questions, Luke went back.
When Luke was sent out of the door, Charles mechanically closed the door and looked thoughtful.
The child's ability is very special. It does no harm to people, but it will inhibit ability, so no one found that he is a mutant.
And the child himself didn't know, even didn't know that he had awakened the mutant ability, let alone control.
According to the current situation, the child's ability is like a passive ability in the game, which can be activated for a long time.
"Pa!"
A rag hit him in the face.
Charles came to his senses and grabbed it.
"What are you thinking? Come and clean up quickly. Don't try to be lazy."
Clark laughed and said.
Charles frowned and whispered, "did you and dad know that Luke is a mutant?"