Chapter 389

Stare

What is the experience of being stared at by a dozen pairs of eyes?

What kind of experience is it to be stared at by a dozen pairs of eyes for more than ten minutes?

Now Logan and Charles are feeling it.

These dozen children, with bright eyes full of hope and the eyes of idols, looked at the two people, as if they saw two people coming out of the book, as if they saw a living legend.

Even if they were trained as weapons when they were young, treated as killers in that damn Research Institute, and even forced them to kill, they are still full of hope for the future. They still look forward to the legend of mutants, and even surround them as soon as they see Logan and Charles.

They are still full of hope for the world, and they still have to work hard to live. Such children, why don't they fight for them?

In a word, it's really good. It's worth installing. After all, there are many sources of books, complete books, and fast updates!

Charles and Logan once again lit a new flame in their hearts. Even if their decaying bodies were burned, they would also help these children survive and help the mutants save a future.

Just then, a boy with brown skin came over. He said to the children surrounded by Charles: "well, do whatever you should do! Don't surround here."

The children answered and dispersed obediently.

The child walked up to Charles and Logan and said, "Hello, I'm Rickett."

Although he also adores them, he can control his emotions well.

"Logan."

"Charles."

Logan and the two of them introduced themselves to the little guy with a smile.

Rickett nodded and said, "welcome to our gathering place. Thank you for bringing Laura back. You can have a rest first."

"No, I..."

Charles stopped Logan and said to Rickett with a smile, "OK."

Ricketto nodded politely and turned away.

Kaliban shrank in the shadow and looked at the child running around. Suddenly, with a voice that only he could hear, he said faintly, "it's so good."

Mike looked at Gwen, who was pulled by Laura and mixed into the children, with a smile on his face. After seeing Logan in the distance, he walked over with a deep voice.

"Logan."

"What's the matter?"

Logan smiled and turned to look at Mike.

"Come with me."

After that, Mike turned and walked to the house behind him.

Although Rogan was a little confused, he strode in.

"What is it?"

Logan asked in some doubt.

Mike dragged Logan in, then closed the door and said, "I have a gift for you. No matter what happens later, don't cry."

“？”

Luo genmeng forced.

Mike smiled, and a crystal, a light black crystal, appeared on his hand.

Life crystal provided by the friendship of the late black queen.

When helping Peggy Carter recover his youth before, he consumed part of his vitality, but there is still a lot of vitality in it. Now it is just used on Logan.

As for why not give it to Charles first?

Mike has other ways to help Charles, and Mike is not sure whether Alzheimer's disease will disappear as he recovers his youth.

A few minutes later, Logan uttered a startling cry.

He touched his body unbelievably and felt the strength of recovery. Edelman stretched out his claws and rowed twice on his arm. Looking at the rapidly recovering injury, he looked at Mike in shock: "what magic did you use?"

"I..."

"Thank you, brother!"

Luo Gen hugged Mike fiercely, slapped Mike on the back twice, and then said excitedly, "I'll surprise them!"

With that, Logan opened the door and rushed out.

Mike shook his head with a smile and looked at the life crystal in his hand.

Life energy is almost used up, but there is still a little left, about one tenth of it.

He put it away and listened to the screams outside and Logan's excited cry. Mike smiled and said in his heart, "why don't the people from the alcali Institute of genetic modification show up? It's really disappointing."

At that time, a Wolverine in his prime will surely give them a surprise.

"Dad, Dad!"

Gwen suddenly shouted and ran over, patted the door and stuffed his head through the door.

"What's the matter?"

Gwen cried, "help me!"

"What's the matter?"

"They let me eat."

Speaking of eating, Gwen's face flashed a color of panic, his hands tightly clasped, a color of resistance. In Mike's puzzled eyes, he took a deep breath and explained, "they cooked dinner, but those things look... Not delicious!"

Mike's eyes flashed. He looked through the wall and looked at the small kitchen. He saw two children cooking dinner and the dinner they were cooking.

A pile of vegetables was tossed back and forth in a big pot full of corn paste.

Good guy, it doesn't look delicious at all, it's like

Mike touched Gwen's head and said, "it's really hard for you to eat this."

I'm used to Mike's delicious food, but it's hard to eat it again.

"I'll do it."

Mike rolled up his sleeves, opened the door and went out.

Gwen patted his chest, "saved!"

She tilted her head and gestured with Laura outside the door, and Laura also breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, Laura doesn't want to eat that either

Mike went to the simple kitchen and said that after the dinner was cooked by himself, the two little guys left happily.

Looking at that pot of miserable dinner, he took it to one side.

There are basically no spices and ingredients here, and there is not enough in his dimensional pocket.

But it's not difficult, Mike.

Opening a portal, Mike appeared in the supermarket where he had bought things before. Just three or two minutes later, he bought everything and appeared again in this humble kitchen.

Start!

Mike let out a low cry and quickly processed the ingredients.

As time passed, the little kitchen was surrounded by children.

They smelled the delicious smell and kept swallowing.

Gwen and Laura stood in front of the crowd, slightly raising their chin, looking at their father, with little pride on their faces.

"Gwen."

Mike waved to Gwen and said, "take the prepared dishes out first. 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 'evocative', and brought all these children to the big table in front of the house.

Set after set, Gwen and Laura ran back and forth.

When Mike came out with the last dish, he saw that the children were sitting at the table, even if they were eager to see it, and no one moved the dish.

Just when Mike was confused, the children said in unison, "hard work, Mr Kent."