Charles had never seen Li Lin with such an expression.

Chills, disgust, disgust, he threw breadcrumbs into the water, but he was so emotional.

"Did something happen? Li Lin, I didn't know that you, as a life coach, also had such times. Charles, who approached, grabbed a handful of breadcrumbs himself and threw them into the creek.

He only grabbed a little bit, unlike Li Lin, who was like a loser who swayed wantonly, and he didn't know how to measure.

Strictly speaking, Li Lin's defeat is also Charles's home.

"My expression?"

As if Li Lin had just woken up from a dream, he stopped his swaying movements and turned his head to look at Charles with some confusion.

The fish in the creek of the manor lost Li Lin's bread crumbs and began to fight for them dissatisfiedly, and the crumbs Charles threw were not enough to stuff his teeth.

"That's right, you just looked like you were annoyed." Charles was not reassured. "Are you okay? Is there something wrong with subspace? If you need my help, you know, I'd be more than happy to do so. ”

"Oh, I kind of know why." Li Lin suddenly realized, but he didn't tell Charles why.

After all......

He had so many things he couldn't say to anyone else, and just because saying it could cause a living being to corrupt and distort before his eyes, into an unspeakably twisted and wriggling monster. A normal person who keeps repeating one thing mechanically without interest will accumulate pressure.

Li Lin is feeding fish and humans, and there is not much difference between the two.

"So, my dear Charles, do you want to feed the fish too?" Li Lin grabbed the crumbs again, and his expression became soft and calm.

"Uh...... Probably, I had this dream when I was a kid, and I wanted to help that bastard in the subspace center take the pressure off and not work so hard. ”

Charles followed the example of Li Lin and threw breadcrumbs into the river.

The golden sunlight sprinkled on the surface of the river, the sparkling water looked extremely beautiful, and the fish that were not afraid of people scrambled to surface the water on which they depended, just to compete for a grain of bread crumbs, many of which had been pot-bellied, but still squeezed forward, for fear that they would miss this heavenly feast.

"Now that I have the strength to realize this dream, and the means to see it, I can help more psykers and bring them together to put into the production of society, instead of becoming a destructive force outside society. And the only price to do is that I might put you in danger. ”

Charles is not a three-year-old child, and his psionic expressions that can read others directly, and the cold-bloodedness of his capitalist parents, have made him understand what it means to be sinister since he was a child.

It can be said that Charles is a bit cynical.

But he still chose to love the world and humanity.

Just like Li Lin.

If he formed a team of psionics, he would definitely invite Li Lin to join it, how many covetous eyes would this universal wishing opportunity usher in, and how much malice would it incur. Charles just thought on his knees for a second, and then shuddered, and it was estimated that the CIA would be a piece of cake.

"Is this your wish, Charles?"

Li Lin thought about it sideways.

"No, I hope this is your wish Li Lin, I want to invite you to come here." Charles said very seriously, he regarded Li Lin as a confidant.

"There are times in life when things are extraordinary, and I think I'd love to join you." Li Lin threw the rest of the crumbs into the river, and the lethal amount of crumbs was scattered, causing many fish to jump out of the river.

This scene under the noon sun is quite beautiful.

"Thanks, I think that's what I want from you."

Charles grabbed Li Lin's hand and stood up from the ground, and he helped clean up and told him his plan by the way.

Is there a dedicated psionic department in the free world today?

Strictly speaking, there is actually no, there is a secret department hidden in the American paper clip project that cannot see the light, and the Inquisition in old Europe persecuts those disobedient psionics every day, and forcibly creates a group of separatist maniacs with all kinds of thinking, not to mention the territory of Soviet Russia and China.

It can be described as a group of demons dancing, every time Charles travels in subspace to check the status of the psyker, he is basically the mobile phone face of the old man in the subway.

That being the case, why can't he build a team of mutants?

Find mutants who have been abandoned by humans, give them safe shelter, and teach them to use their abilities wisely and get on the right path to defend humanity and mutants. And in the subspace, psionics have a unique advantage.

Psykers should not be feared by humans, nor should they be a stumbling block in the path of civilization, but a powerful boost.

The appearance of Moira gave Charles such a chance to enter the big stage.

Before the official action, Charles, the captain of the assembled team, has to deal with some minor troubles, that is, some unexpected team members, such as John.

John Constantine, 9 years old, was rescued after a suicide attempt.

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While Charles' ambitions are manifested, Ghost Knight Carter Slay has just finished a meeting with the demon hunter Dante.

Truth be told, it wasn't a pleasant meeting.

Not only because Dante's whole human nature is childish, and he is full of ridicule when he meets, but also because the chaotic power in his body is too strong, and he can be called a demon. If it weren't for the fact that Ghost Knight had participated in the Battle of Kyiv and fought alongside Dante's father, Ghost Knight would have wanted to burn him to death.

Dante himself didn't feel much about it.

He's so good!

The power of the Chaos Demon was as docile as a domestic puppy in front of him, and the superhumans in this self-proclaimed free land, in the eyes of this bohemian and unruly demon, were completely fixed by rules and regulations, and they did not know how to use their power correctly.

Dante also regretted that Carter Slay didn't do it first.

This is the highest-level informal contact between NATO and the Warsaw Pact superhuman power in recent times.

In the context of the Cold War, the superhumans on both sides can be said to be full of gunpowder, but they are also trying their best to get involved in the confrontation and conflict of ordinary people. This contact was actually the last effort at the top of both sides, and both sides decided to exercise a degree of restraint.

However, the Russians still refused to return to the Flame Transmission Council.

For Mrs. Keishrie, the Cold War was first started by the Alliance, and it was not up to them to decide when it would end.

There is no nuclear bomb and there is also subspace.

If one side does not bow its head first, then this battle of ideas will definitely not end easily.

In the Cold War of bipolar confrontation, superhuman restraint is a good thing, but blessing and misfortune do not go alone, and their mutual restraint gives more space for chaos believers like the Black Emperor to operate.