Ivan Vanke's miniature nuclear reactor technology is very advanced in Nick Fury's opinion, at the leading level on earth, but it is of little use to Wang Dali. The next day, Wang Dali handed the person over to Tony Stark and asked him to deal with it.

"Vigorously, I ......"

When receiving Ivan Vanke, Tony Stark wanted to say something to Wang Dali, but he stopped talking, and finally just shook his head.

"Forget it, it's nothing."

Wang Dali: ???

Looking at Tony, who was sighing endlessly, Wang Dali couldn't understand what this genius scientist was making trouble with. But since he didn't want to say it, Wang Dali didn't mean to get to the bottom of it.

On the afternoon of the second day after the death incident, Wang Dali, who was playing tennis with Catherine's team at the manor against Mindy and the little mischievous, received a call from Professor X.

"Hello, this is the Mighty King."

"Hello, Dali, I'm Charles."

The professor's sensible, aged voice came from the earpiece.

"Can I trouble you to come to the academy? It's best to bring the little naughty ones with you. ”

Looking for me to go to X Academy?

"Okay, Professor."

I don't know what Professor X is looking for him to do, but Wang Dali has no urgent matters in his hands. He put down his racket and beckoned to the little mischievous.

"Come Mary, let's go to Academy X."

"What are you going to do at the Academy?"

Wiping the sweat from her forehead, the little mischievous handed the racket in her hand to Mindy.

"We'll find out when we go."

Wang vigorously shook his head, opened a portal, and stepped in with the little naughty. Catherine and Mindy did not follow along, but continued to play.

Continue this tennis tournament with speeds of more than 800 kilometers per hour and a magic racket.

……

"Good afternoon, Mr. Strong, little naughty."

"Good afternoon, long time no see, Professor Charles."

Wang Dali smiled and shook hands with Professor Charles, and the little mischievous followed behind Wang Dali and nodded to him gently.

"Good afternoon, Professor."

After communicating with Wang Dali a few times, Charles knew that he didn't like to talk to people in a roundabout way. After Auroro delivered the coffee, he directly sent an invitation, or a request, to Wang Dali.

"Mr. Strong, I want to hire you as a mentor for X Academy."

'Me? Being a teacher? ’

Hearing this, Wang Dali's first reaction was to shake his head and refuse.

"Professor Charles, don't be kidding. I only graduated from high school, and I don't necessarily have the same amount of knowledge as those students, so how can I be their teacher? ”

"Please don't be in a hurry to refuse, Mr. Mighty. I'm not asking you to be the culture teacher of those children, but the practice teacher. ”

Stretching out his hand to signal Auroro to go about his business, Professor Charles turned to Wang and explained.

"Practical lessons?"

Wang Dali didn't remember that there was such a course in X Academy.

"It's a new course, and it's a bold attempt for me."

Professor Charles introduced Wang Dali and Little Naughty.

"First of all, I want to thank you for everything you did with mutants to put an end to the mutant registration bill. But today, despite the fact that 80% of humans have the latent X gene in their bodies, the relationship between mutants and humans is still not good. ”

Hearing this, the naughty face changed a little, obviously remembering what happened to him before.

"Sometimes I wonder how I can integrate these children into society, at least not be rejected by society, and I need to pay three times the retail price to buy a burger."

Professor Charles operated his wheelchair to the desk, picked up a few newspapers from it and handed them to Wang Dali.

"After more than ten days of thinking, I finally found a glimmer of hope."

The newspapers in Professor Charles's hands are the New York Clarion Daily, and the headlines on the front page are naturally good friends of New Yorkers, who are responsible for fighting crime while studying hard, and Wang Dali is also a familiar Spider-Man.

As a result, Wang Dali quickly understood what Professor Charles meant.

"You mean, make some students superheroes?"

"That's right."

Professor Charles nodded vigorously at Wang.

"It's a bit disappointing and ridiculous to say, but in the past, the purpose of the X-Men was always to stop the Brotherhood. So in the news reports and in the eyes of people, it is where and where the mutants are fighting, how many people are injured, and how much property is damaged. In this way, the average person's sense of mutants is certainly not good. ”

"But being a superhero is different."

"But you have to know that Spider-Man wasn't Spider-Man from the beginning. Becoming a superhero is not an easy thing to do, and he also thought about giving up at one point. If he hadn't joined S.H.I.E.L.D., Spider-Man's wanted warrant would not have been revoked to this day. ”

Wang Dali is not optimistic about Professor Charles's idea. In the eyes of many people, there is often a thin line between superheroes and supercriminals.

"So, I want you to be a guide for these children."

Professor Charles asked Wang to look out, and the first mutant students who might be involved in the practical class were already waiting at the door.

"It would be difficult for us mutants to do this, but you won't."

Patting the little naughty hand, Wang Dali asked her to find her friend, but did not directly agree.

"Why don't you go to Nick Fury? I think Director Fury would be more than welcome if you wished. ”

"My school is Xavier Youth Academy, not the S.H.I.E.L.D. secret service school."

Professor Charles never considered Wang's proposal from the outset.

"It's already a good idea to let these kids be superheroes, and if I give them to Nick Fury, what face will I have to see Eric decades later."

Facing Professor Charles's sincere and even eager eyes, Wang Dali relieved his mouth.

"Well, I do have time lately, and it's not impossible to help you take care of the children. But I'm only responsible for telling them what to do, and it's up to you to solve the psychological problems that arise in the process. ”

"Of course, thank you very much, Mr. Mighty."

Professor Charles drove the wheelchair forward and held Wang Dali's hand tightly. Because he knew that if Wang Dali was unwilling, he would not be able to get Wang Dali to agree no matter what.

Professor Charles also did not have the resources that could be provided to Wang Dali, and this time Wang Dali was able to agree to come down completely for the sake of his face.

"Alright, let the kids in."

Wang Dali could understand the pressure that Professor Charles had put on him over the years for the sake of the mutant race, and patted his hand gently.

"But I would like to state in advance that only the students I have chosen will be able to participate in the 'practical classes'. If I feel that he is no longer fit to continue, then I will remove him, and it is useless for anyone to intercede. ”