I Am In Marvel

A moon emerged from the dark clouds, and the bright moonlight fell on the open space of the base.

Charles bent slightly, propped his hand on the corridor railing, and looked at Mora next to him, "Why do you suddenly want to know about Caesar?"

Mora turned her face away and didn't want to answer this, but she was afraid that Charles would read his mind directly, so he could only prevaricate: "In your opinion, isn't he also a mutant, or the noble status of the Duke of England. If he can join We, maybe we can increase our odds by one point against those in the Hellfire Club."

"He?" Charles' mouth twitched.

"Is his mutant ability not suitable for fighting?" Mora looked at him in surprise.

"No." Charles shook his head, "It's not so much that his abilities are not suitable for combat, let alone that I don't know what his specific mutant abilities are."

"How is this possible?" Mora was really surprised this time.

"This is a fact. Although I have lived under the same roof for several years, the only person I can't see through is probably Caesar alone."

Charles said this, helplessly spread his hands: "My ability, from childhood to adulthood, has never been able to enter Caesar's consciousness. Even when he is sleeping and most defenseless. If the consciousness of ordinary people is ordinary houses, As long as you find the door, you can enter. Then his consciousness is like a super safe with layers of encryption."

"What kind of person is he?" Mora opened her mouth slightly and asked this question for the second time.

"how to say."

Charles scratched his head and pointed to the sky outside, "He is from the sky."

"Heaven?"

"Yeah. I wasn't even ten years old at the time, on the night I met Raven. Caesar he fell from the sky like a meteorite smashed a hole in my yard, but he was still unscathed. Homeless. He, naturally, stayed at my house temporarily."

"You're also a total weirdo."

Hearing Charles' answer, Mora didn't know what to say, and continued to let people of unknown identities and origins live in her house. Is this what ordinary people would do?

Mora caught the point and said, "Wait. So, Caesar was only about three or four years old at the time?"

"Yes. Much younger than us. Originally, Rui Wen and I treated him as a younger brother. But after we got to know each other..."

Charles' eyes were complicated and he said, "At that time, Caesar was already more mature than expected, and... Due to the mutant ability of thoughts, my brain development is far beyond ordinary people. , is an unquestionable super genius. But after returning home, I still have to ask Caesar about the questions I don't understand. I am a special existence like my teacher and friend. "

Mora took the words thoughtfully, "Caesar, is he also a genius?"

"Genius?" Charles couldn't help laughing, "I've never seen him study before. He's like the kind of heavenly man born in the East who knows everything. In front of him, all those who claim to be geniuses will feel ashamed. "

Mora was more and more shocked by Charles' high evaluation. In her cognition as a CIA agent, Charles was already in the ranks of top geniuses, but Caesar's genius level was still above this.

"Okay. Go to bed early. Tomorrow we have to find the whereabouts of the Hellfire Club gang."

Charles yawned, walked to his room, and raised his hand to say goodbye to Mora.

Maura was still standing there, wondering what she was thinking.

"That's right." Charles stopped, without turning his head, and said solemnly: "It is better to find other mutants than to pull Caesar in. If Caesar wanted to take action, I am afraid the world situation would have followed the direction he imagined. develop."

After dropping this inexplicable sentence, Charles continued to walk, and the figure disappeared at the corner of the corridor, leaving Mora standing quietly in the corridor in a daze.

Neither of them noticed that at the corner of the corridor on the other side, Eric leaned his back against the wall and silently listened to the conversation between the two.

"Caesar..." Eric said to himself, his fists clenched quietly.

America, New York, a late night bar somewhere in the city.

Looking up at the lively place in front of him, Asazo turned his head to look at Caesar, and asked in surprise, "Young Master, why do we come to such a place?"

"Explore the information." Caesar said of course.

Asazoo was stunned for a second, and said, "Want to find information? Young master, I can help you infiltrate the intelligence database of various agencies to check."

"Dahong, what do you know?" Caesar said angrily: "It's so boring, it's not like there are delicious wines to drink here, and beautiful women to chat up. And the information I want is not available in any major country's intelligence library, so I want to ask why— I watched it all a few years ago."

Asazzo nodded, "I have been taught."

"Let's go then." Caesar walked in front, bringing Asazo in his hat and entering the bar.

Caesar is already a regular at most bars and nightclubs in the world, and as soon as they come in, the bunny girl leads them to the empty seats. It was just that when he was passing by the entertainment hall where he was dancing, Caesar suddenly saw a familiar figure, which made him stop abruptly.

"What's the matter, young master?" Seeing his abnormality, Asazoo also cast his eyes there.

It can be seen that it is a man in his thirties, with black hair like the ears of a wolf, a beard like a knife on his face, wearing a worn leather wallet, sitting alone on a chair drinking. Booze.

"Similar." Asazoo narrowed his eyes. With his beast-like acuity, he could tell at a glance that the man was a mutant, and he was a very dangerous mutant.

"What kind?" the bunny girl who was entertaining asked curiously.

"It's none of your business, go back first and bring three glasses of brandy." Caesar took out a few hundred dollar bills and sent the bunny girl away. The bunny girl didn't mind either. She took the hundred-yuan bill, twisted her round hips, and nodded with a smile on her face.

"Let's go." Caesar waved his hand and led Asazo to the man.

"Young Master, take this position."

"Are you interested in having a drink, uncle?"

Azazo and Caesar came to the seats on both sides of the man and surrounded him in the middle.

"Fuck me!" The man was drinking wine, put down his glass, and went straight, showing his violent temperament.

Azazuo's face changed slightly, but he didn't expect the other party to be so disrespectful.

"Friend, don't be so angry."

Caesar didn't mind, with a smile on his face, he looked at the familiar man in front of him, and his heart was filled with emotion.

I didn't expect to meet him in another time and space.

Wolverine, Logan.

The lone wolf who was really in the X-Men time and space, his family was brutally murdered, turned against his brother, and is still a wandering Wolverine.

"Fuck you little brat, when did I become your friend." Logan took out a cigar and lit it, cursing.

This kind of intimacy made Caesar smile uncontrollably, "It's impossible to say, maybe in another time and space, we are not only friends, but also family."