The Father of American Comics Superheroes Chapter 389: Thank you
Stare...
What is the experience of being stared at by more than a dozen pairs of eyes?
What is the experience of being stared at for more than ten minutes with more than a dozen pairs of eyes?
Now Logan and Charles have realized it.
These dozen or so children, with bright eyes full of hope, looking at them with idol eyes, it was like seeing two people coming out of a book, it was like seeing a living legend .
Even if they were trained as weapons since they were young, they were treated as killers in that **** research institute, and even forced them to kill, but they still have hope for the future, and they still look forward to the legend of mutants. , And even surrounded them as soon as they saw Logan and Charles.
They are still full of hope in this world, and they still have to work hard to live, such children, what reason do they have not to fight for them?
Charles and Logan once again ignited a new flame in their hearts. Even if their decayed bodies are burned out, they must help these children survive and help the mutants save a future.
At this moment, a child with brown skin came over, and he said to the children who were surrounding Charles: "Okay, do whatever you should do! Don't be around here."
The children answered and dispersed obediently.
The kid walked up to Charles and Logan and said, "Hello, I'm Rickett."
Although he also admires the two, he can control his emotions very well.
"Logan."
"Charles."
Rogan and the two smiled and introduced themselves to the little guy.
Richter nodded like an adult, and said: "Welcome to our gathering place. Thank you for sending Laura back. You can take a break first."
"No, I..."
Charles stopped Logan, smiled and said to Rickett: "Okay."
Riktor nodded slightly, politely, and turned to leave.
Caliban shrank in the shadows, watching the children jumping alive, suddenly using a voice that only he could hear, quietly said: "That's great."
Mike on the side looked at Gwen, who was being pulled by Laura and mixed into the children's pile, with a smile on his face. After seeing Logan in the distance, he groaned and walked over.
"Logan."
"What's wrong?"
Rogan smiled at the corner of his mouth and turned to look at Mike.
"Come with me."
At the end of the conversation, Mike turned and walked to the house behind him.
Although Logan was a little confused, he strode in.
"What's the matter?"
Logan asked with some confusion.
Mike dragged Logan in, then closed the door, and said, "I have a gift for you. For a while, no matter what happens, don't call it."
"?"
Logan is dumbfounded.
Mike smiled, and a crystal appeared in his hand, a light black crystal.
A life crystal provided by the friendship of the late Black Queen.
When helping Peggy Carter regain his youth, he used up a part of his vitality, but there is still a lot of vitality in it, which is now being used on Logan.
As for why not give Charles first?
Mike has other ways to help Charles, and Mike is not sure whether Alzheimer’s disease will disappear as a result of regaining his youth.
A few minutes later, Logan let out a cry of exclamation.
He touched his body in disbelief, feeling the power of recovery, Edman stretched out his claws and stroked his arm twice, looking at the fast-recovering injury, looked at Mike in shock:" What kind of magic do you use?"
"I..."
"Thank you, brother!"
Logan hugged Mike fiercely, slapped Mike on the back twice, and said excitedly: "I'll give them a surprise!"
Speaking, Logan opened the door and rushed out.
Mike smiled and shook his head, and looked at the life crystal in his hand.
The life energy is almost exhausted, but there is still a little bit left, probably only one-tenth of its appearance.
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He put it away, listening to the exclamation and the excitement of Logan, Mike smiled and said in his heart: "The people from the Alkali Genetic Modification Institute, why haven't they appeared yet? It's disappointing."
At that time, a Wolverine in the prime of life will surely give them a surprise.
"Dad, dad!"
Gwen suddenly yelled and ran over, patted the door of the room, and stuffed his head in through the door.
"What's wrong?"
Gwen was crying: "Help me!"
"What's wrong?"
"They let me eat."
Speaking of eating, Gwen's face flashed with horror, his hands clasped tightly, a look of resistance, in Mike's puzzled eyes, he took a deep breath and explained: "They made dinner. But those things, they look...not delicious!"
Mike's eyes flashed, his gaze crossed the wall, looked at the small kitchen, and saw the two children who were making dinner, and the dinner they were making.
A pile of vegetables was thrown in a large pot full of corn paste, being stirred back and forth.
Good guy, it doesn’t look good at all, it’s like...
Mike touched Gwen's head, and said: "Eat this, it is really difficult for you."
I’m used to Mike’s delicious, delicious, delicious food, but I can’t eat it again when I look at it~IndoMTL.com~ I’ll do it. "
Mike rolled up his sleeves, opened the door and walked out.
Gwen patted his chest: "Saved!"
She tilted her head and gestured to Laura outside the door, and Laura was also relieved.
To be honest, Laura doesn't want to eat that thing either...
Mike walked to the simple kitchen and said that after leaving the dinner to himself, the two little guys left happily.
Looking at the terrible pot of dinner, he took it aside.
There are basically no seasonings and ingredients here, and there is not enough in his dimensional pocket.
But Mike can't be troubled.
Opening a portal, Mike appeared in the supermarket where he was shopping before. Only three or two minutes later, he bought everything and reappeared in this simple little kitchen.
Go!
Mike whispered and moved quickly to handle the ingredients.
Time passed a little bit, but the little kitchen was surrounded by children.
They sniffed the attractive scent and swallowed constantly.
Gwen and Laura stood in front of the crowd, raising their chin slightly, looking at their father, their faces full of pride.
"Gwen."
Mike beckoned to Gwen and said: "First take out the prepared dishes, you can eat them first, or it will be cold."
Gwen nodded and walked in with Laura.
Under the gaze of a group of children, the two brought out two dishes, like ‘calling soul’, and brought all these children to the big dining table in front of the house.
Play after set, Gwen and Laura ran back and forth.
When Mike came out with the last dish, he saw the children sitting at the table properly, even if they were eager to see through, no one moved the dishes.
Just when Mike was puzzled, the children said in unison: "Thank you, Mr. Kent."