In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1633: Fishing Day (26)
"Your mutant ability just got out of hand."
"I didn't..."
"It was faint, and you stopped it in time, but you did lose control." Eric fixed his eyes on Charles and said, "Tell me what you saw."
"No, I didn't see anything." Charles shook his head, he exhaled slowly, so that his beating heart stopped beating so violently, and his hand on the wheelchair was slightly clenched, Said: "It was just an accident, I'm sure it didn't affect anyone."
Eric glanced at Nick and his party who were chatting nearby, they were still talking and laughing at Yanyan, as if they didn't notice anything.
Ordinary people are usually not sensitive to what happens in the spiritual world. Even if their thinking stops for a moment at the same time, it is difficult for them to realize that they are being affected.
Charles has mastered the control of his ability, and at the moment when the storm of thinking just started, he reduced its influence to a level that ordinary people can hardly detect.
"Who did you get in touch with again?" Eric knew Charles very well. Although it was a question, his tone was very firm, and he continued: "What kind of terrible memory influence? Are you here?"
"Charles." Eric rarely called Charles by his code name, but directly called his name, which was enough to show his concern. He slowed down his movements and said, "Aren't you In your twenties, the fact that it still irritates you now must be horrifying, but you know, you can tell me like I was then, that I'm never intimidated."
Charles seemed to hesitate for a while, and the desire to talk lingered in his heart and moved to his throat, but finally he shook his head and said: "I don't think it's serious enough, I think I can go to..."
"Is the starch ready?" Nick came over and asked, he shook the plate in his hand lightly and said, "Water starch is indispensable for wet fried chicken, the chicken breast has been cut, and it will be ready for cooking soon .”
Eric handed him the bowl in his hand, and Nick keenly observed that Charles' face was not looking well, so he asked with concern: "Professor Charles, what's the matter? Are you feeling unwell?"
"It's nothing, maybe I just drank a few sips of herbal tea, which made my stomach feel a little uncomfortable." Charles just made an excuse at random, but Nick raised his eyebrows and said with some doubts: "Maybe we Is there any problem with the water source? Natasha just said that she has a stomachache from drinking too much cold water."
Nick shook his head, lowered his voice and said: "A Russian old man actually has a stomachache from drinking cold water. I think she was stunned by Schiller!"
Charles immediately cast his eyes on Nick's face, and asked with a very serious expression: "Natasha and Schiller...?"
"She called it a hunt." Nick shrugged and said in a tone of disapproval: "I made a little preparation and hope they won't mess around too much."
"Where is Natasha now?"
"She's playing cards with the ladies in the house." Nick smiled and said, "She can also play with them, okay, I'm going to heat the oil, there are still a bunch of ingredients waiting to be processed What about."
In the end, Charles found Natasha behind the house, but without Natasha finding him, he pushed the wheelchair along the side of the house and walked silently, and then heard the bushes behind the house. The voices of Natasha and Rocky came.
"I'm afraid I have to ask you to stay away from Schiller, Miss Rocky, I have already emphasized this with Gwen, we must have a first-come, first-served one?"
"Please, Natasha, did you make a mistake?! In the past few years, you have had countless opportunities to chase Schiller, but you gave up, and now you are jumping out to warn me?"
"Believe it or not, he is my prey now. If you don't stay away from him, I'm afraid I can only warn you in a more drastic way."
"How can you..."
"I will tell Thor that you are going to climb Dr. Schiller's bed. Believe me, even if he wants you to make a pair with Schiller again, he will never allow you to be so frivolous."
Charles kept making the sign of the cross on his chest, and obviously made up a dozen sequels in his head, and finally he heard Rocky say: "Okay, but I have to remind you that people who like wisdom and elegance On the contrary, Hela is more interested in powerful women, and she has her eyes on you."
"You don't need to remind me, don't you Asgardians come from the same line? There is one more thing I have to warn you, Gwen is underage, and Captain America will not let you mess around."
"Thanks for the reminder, if he comes to me, I will tell him that you want to hook him and Agent Carter respectively, you thought about doing this, right?"
"You don't give in to Hela and Thor."
Ten minutes later, Eric, who was making barbecue sauce, saw Charles with a dull face slowly walking over with a wheelchair.
"What's wrong with you?" Eric asked, frowning.
"God...I mean...God!" Charles opened his mouth wide, then closed it again, then opened his mouth again and said, "...God!"
When Charles finally came back to his senses, he looked at Eric, and could hardly suppress his desire to spread gossip. Professor X, who is always self-restraining and polite, finally couldn't hold back this time, and planned to indulge himself once. , So he quickly came to Eric's side, lowered his voice and said, "You don't even know what I just heard..."
After Schiller processed the last piece of fish for slippery fish fillets, he came to the temporary stove that Nick had set up and began to prepare the seasoning for cooking. At this time, Thor was striding forward Walking over, he slammed on the brakes in front of the stove, frowning and looking at Schiller seriously.
"What's wrong? Thor?" Schiller looked up.
"Well..." Torto made a long sound, his face relaxed, he touched his nose and said, "Well, that's what I want to say, in fact, you know that Luo Ji and Sif have some conflicts, and then she had a relationship with Hay before La also has some contradictions, so, so..."
Schiller nodded forward, watching Thor signaled that he was listening, Thor hesitated for a long time before saying: "I know the two of them are not the kind of people who will speak ill of others, especially Sif, she doesn't know how many times she has troubled Luo Ji."
"Of course, Luo Ji was a bit vicious before. She broke Sif's hair and was chased and beaten by Sif. She deserved it. It was the same with Hela. She did something unreasonable to Hela. behavior, they should be angry."
Thor was a bit out of line, as if his English level had returned to the original place after he had just grown up for a long time, and some Old English and Asgardish were mixed in during the period, as if he was trying to straighten himself out. Bai's language is a little more euphemistic.
"Of course." Schiller said while oiling the pan with a brush: "Everyone's opinion of other people is influenced by their own likes and dislikes, which is inevitably unfair, but I think the members of the Asgardian royal family You are not narrow-minded people, your bold and straightforward character has a unique charm, and of course I am willing to bear some extra rash words for this charm."
Thor couldn't think of how a person could speak so euphemistically and politely, but he did miraculously understand Schiller's meaning. For the sake of these foolish and cute fools, I don't care what anyone says.
"Uh, no, what I mean is, I think your opinion of Luo Ji is quite good, that's all, there is no need to change it."
Thor searched his guts to find a few more words, and tried his best to express his meaning. He believed that Schiller could hear it.
Whether Schiller heard it or not, at least he acted as if he understood. He nodded, smiled and said to Thor: "I have always insisted on my own judgments and opinions, and I will not absorb unjudged , biased opinions, you don’t have to worry about it.”
"The meat skewers are ready." Nick came over and clapped his hands to shake off the charcoal ashes from his hands. Obviously he had just tried to grill two skewers. He said, "The charcoal fire is also in good condition. You can start cooking the dishes that are served while they are hot."
Schiller nodded, wiped the water on his hands with the towel next to him, and then focused on cooking, while Thor muttered something, still seemed a little worried.
They set up two tables under the canopy in front of the tent and put them together, and one dish after another was served on the table.
The main course is steaming charcoal-grilled steak. There are enough vegetables, especially tomatoes, and the strong salty-sweet aroma drifts with the wind.
Gwen's favorite not-so-healthy fried food is also being served one after another. Fried chicken, fried fish, fried potatoes, and the assortment of snacks are served on a large white porcelain plate, which looks delicious and delicious.
Followed by the spaghetti with tomato soup, grilled fish rubbed with coarse salt, grilled fish head left with cream cheese, and raw squid mixed with soy sauce.
Of course, several Chinese dishes made by Schiller are indispensable, such as tender and delicious smooth fish fillets, stir-fried scallops, fresh fish soup, and even a fish head soaked pancake.
Nick moved the oven to the side of the dining table, so that it is convenient to eat while grilling kebabs. The kebabs are divided into several flavors, namely the spicy flavor brushed with Mexican chili sauce, and the ordinary flavor marinated with black pepper , The sweet and sour taste of lemon juice and sweet custard sauce fully caters for the different tastes of different people.
The people in the middle of the camp began to call for friends and other people who were not here. Steve hung the already connected light strings on the crossbar in the center of the canopy, making everything look very bright.
The ladies ran out of the house like the wind, and Gwen Spider-Man was particularly agile in this gust. She almost rushed to the dining table, leaning her head over like a hungry cub, smelling the dishes on the table .
"Be careful, don't let your hair fall into the dishes." Schiller said as he divided the plates.
"Then I'll have a hunch." Gwen ran to the other side of the dining table again, started to look at the other dishes, took out her phone to take pictures, and then began to reach out to greet other people Sit down and take a photo.
Parties always need someone to liven up the mood, and Gwen Spider-Man is clearly the perfect party cheerleader.
She quickly asked who the people like to eat and what kind of dishes they like to eat, arranged seats for them, ran back and put napkins in front of everyone, took out her mobile phone and asked everyone to take a group photo with their favorite dishes, and then asked everyone People gathered together to take a group photo, shuttled among the crowd ~IndoMTL.com~ like an excited dog, if she had a tail now, she should have shaken afterimages.
"Calm down for a while, Miss." Schiller said helplessly, pointing to the vacant seat for Gwen and saying, "Sit down and eat."
Gwen Spider-Man reluctantly put down his phone, and said, "I want to let the Spider-Man of the universe know that I have dinner with you, and the news has just spread to the former Universe 72."
"I think if you don't put your phone down, the spelling mistakes in your paper will definitely spread farther."
"God, come on, Dean Schiller, you're almost making me think about transferring to Dean Charles!"
When it was completely dark, Nick began to talk about the past of the Roaring Commando. The war years made the atmosphere of memories not last long, and the high-pitched laughter of Gwen Spider-Man diluted the dull gray tone , making the darkness brighter when night falls.
Yin Fan talked about his years on the shore of Lake Baikal with vodka. When he talked about the former Soviet Union, he inevitably talked about the place where Natasha was born. The birch forest and the red house often appear in her dreams.
It was far from a luxurious banquet, the smell of the burning lake of the barbecue and the smell of the night were reminiscent of the dying fireplace, and in the end most of the people drank like drunks who wanted to carry the moon in their pockets. .
And when Schiller, who was still awake, carried them back to the house one by one, he felt his heart beat stronger and stronger from this too ordinary, even vulgar daily life. , true happiness.
The joy only lasted until Natasha appeared outside his door.