"Ryan, hurry up, it's time for us to go to class."

In the early morning, the golden sun shines, and in front of the single-family house, the lawn is neatly and beautifully manicured, and the sprinkler head on the ground rotates to spray fresh mist.

It seemed to be a beautiful morning, and two gentle calls from my mother came from the villa.

The little boy with blue eyes was hanging on a swing from a big tree in the yard, playing with a toy car by himself, immersed in his own world, and did not hear.

Outside the balcony of the house, on the wooden steps painted with white paint.

Lying on a wicker chair, with his feet on the railing at will, the young man looked at the other side of the road with a handsome face and deep eyes.

Ignoring his mother's call for his brother.

It seems that it has nothing to do with this family, and it is an outsider who is a boarder.

"Ryan, did you hear me, go pack your things, you're going to be late."

After a while, Beja, who did not get a response, opened the door and leaned out halfway.

She was in her thirties, with a slightly beautiful face, close-fitting trousers and a white home shirt on her upper body, like a very capable workplace beauty, and shouted softly at Ryan under the big tree again.

"Here we are, Mom."

Ryan put down the toy car in his hand, ran over with a smile, and ran past the two of them towards the house.

"Don't forget to bring a pencil this time, you'll need it in art class."

Béga pulled the door and watched as her well-behaved and obedient son ran past her and ran upstairs, with a smile on her face and maternal tenderness in her eyes.

The warm scene of mother and son, suddenly a slightly sneering voice, untimely sounded from the side.

"Why don't you call the teacher into your home?

Don't you get tired of running every day? ”

The young man lying on the rattan chair turned his head slightly, his voice was magnetic, and he looked at his mother very casually.

"Ron, it's going to cost more money to call the teacher's house."

Turning his head to face his eldest son, who was born with Ryan and behaved physically and psychologically differently from ordinary people, Beja's smile was no longer so natural, and there was a faint hint of rustiness and nervousness.

"Still need to spend money?

Whatever you want, they'll do it for you for free, won't they? ”

Ron was accustomed to Béjart's attitude.

Although after crossing again, he is no longer an orphan, but the situation is not much different from that of an orphan.

The family lacks the role of a father, and the mother sees him like a freak.

"This community that has lived for eight years is not just built for us – a seemingly beautiful cage."

He spread his hands and said coldly and mockingly.

"Enough, Ron, I don't know what you're talking about, you're talking nonsense again."

Hearing this, Bei Jia's face changed, pretending to be angry and trying to cover up the past, and his tone sternly warned his eldest son.

"Ron, you are not allowed to say this to your brother!"

The woman is a mother, and when it comes to Ryan, her attitude becomes tough.

"Whatever you want."

Ron spread his hands disdainfully, but didn't say anything.

After the warning, Béjart returned to the house in a slightly flustered manner.

She has two sons, the younger son is well-behaved and cute, and the older son is ...... Born very different from ordinary people, too fast growth rate, six years old and as tall as her, this year at the age of eight more than her mother, the appearance is no different from adult youth.

Since I was a child, I never cried or made trouble, rarely spoke, not at all like a child, always indifferent to everything, giving people a weird feeling.

Every time she talked to her eldest son, she instinctively thought of the father of two children, the man who was the most outstanding hero in the eyes of the public, but was actually a terrible demon.

Whoops.

The black sedan drove away from the house, and Béjat left, dropping off her baby son to class.

"Béjart, you really love your son, you shouldn't keep him in a greenhouse, after all, this is a hypocritical world."

Ron lay on the wicker chair, retracting his gaze from the distant car and sneering into the distance.

It was as if he could look through the cage that seemed to be a neat community, to see the people who were watching him from afar, and to see the wall more than a mile away.

After the crossing, there are details everywhere, too many various superhero peripherals, motherlanders, locomotives, Queen Maeve......

He found himself dressed in the world of black-robed pickets.

It's not the first time I've crossed,

"Compared to the last world where danger was everywhere and there were often dangerous events, this world has not changed much better."

And even worse - a hypocritical, ugly and dangerous world!

Drugs that can give people superpowers are abused, and a significant part of the general public is used as experimental objects without knowing it.

Superheroes are being rolled out like well-packaged merchandise to attract fans.

All of them are sanctimonious, corrupt and hypocritical, and fighting crime is actually acting for show, and everything is based on money and fame.

The world's most powerful superhero, the motherland, has superhuman-like abilities and is powerful enough to destroy the world, but in fact he is a psychologically deformed, moody, and reckless bomb.

"However, it is normal to have that kind of powerful force to act arbitrarily."

Grinning and sneering, Ron licked his dry lips.

How many people with superhuman abilities will become the superman Clark who hides among ordinary people as newspaper reporters except for fighting crime, instead of the motherland who stands on the top of the earth 'I can do whatever I want'?

He slowly got up from the wicker chair, closed the door and went upstairs to his room, closing the curtains.

Methodically pack up the things you prepared in advance.

I changed into clothes that made it easy to move around and put on my backpack.

There is a crisis lurking under the calm surface of this world, and it is a nightmare for a motherland person who will get out of control at any time, and it is difficult for his identity to escape from the vortex, and he must obtain strength to protect himself.

"It's time for me to go, to gain power."

In the room, Ron buttoned the sleeves of his jacket one by one in front of the mirror, and in the mirror, he hid excitement in his eyes.

In the original story, there was only one illegitimate child born to the motherland and Bejat, and that was Ryan, but for some reason there was more of him and he became twins.

It's not quite right to say that they are twins, because the motherland's genes have mutated in him.

"I didn't inherit the abilities of the motherland, but I got another surprise."

Ron summoned the familiar panel.

Ability points: 20,000 1

Recorded Template: Motherland Physique (Ryan Juvenile Status) Price: 300,000 points.

Worlds have been found: X-Men.

A few days ago, this thing appeared, saying that it had detected that the physiological state of the qualified host had become an adult, and it was officially opened.

Influence the fate of superheroes or supercriminals by deflection, gain ability points, buy other people's ability templates, and transform yourself.

Ron had always thought that his genetic mutation was a failure, and he was unlucky not to inherit the abilities of his native people, and his lifespan was shortened by nearly two-thirds.

Eight years old is similar to other people's eighteen or nineteen years old.

If you are about 20 years old in this way, when others go to college, you can get a pension and live a retirement life in advance?

But this thing appeared, and he found that it didn't seem to be a failure?

Life expectancy is shortened, and the physique of ordinary people is exchanged for unlimited genes and body carrying capacity, which can be withstood no matter what kind of genetic modification and ability indoctrination.

Lower the lower limit so that the upper limit is close to infinity.

It goes perfectly with this template system.

[Whether it costs 50 ability points to travel through the X-Men world.]

Be. 】

Ron gave the order to use the formwork system power to travel to another world.

Interfering in the fate of the characters and obtaining ability points can also be done in the black-robed picket world.

For example, in the past eight years, he has directly or indirectly interfered in the fate of many people and obtained more than 20,000 ability points.

But in the current situation, there is a huge obstacle to going to the outside world to contact other people and obtain a large number of ability points in a short period of time.

He looked outside.

Zoom out and look down from top to bottom.

It looks like a free neighborhood, with a tall gray fence at the end, surrounded by a dense electric grid, and the elite troops outside are cordoned off and guarded, like a cold prison.

The Walter Company, the giant company that created the magical Compound Five and single-handedly shaped many superheroes, needs Béjat, along with him and Ryan, to be the secret behind controlling the world's strongest hero, the Motherland, when it gets out of control.

So the three of them couldn't go anywhere.

Heavily armed special forces outside, and there are other people in the neighborhood disguised as ordinary people, surveillance, around the clock.

With his current strength, it is impossible to leave here.

Case......

"Then go to other worlds and gain the ability to get out of this cage!"