Marvel Salted Fish Kryptonian

Luca frowned and asked, "So you are a mutant? You have such abilities?"

Henry shook his head and denied it. "No, I'm not. Of course, I don't have telepathic abilities, but I can find people to help me. It depends on whether you need it." To be honest. I'm an alien, and I don't have telepathy.

The two brothers exchanged a glance, and Sean nodded. "Henry, I'll leave it to you. How long will it take for your friend to arrive?"

"I'll go contact them first. I don't know how long it will take them to get here, so I'll try my best to ask them for help."

"sorry to bother you."

Henry left the ward and found a public phone that could make international calls.

Who else could they turn to in this situation? Of course, the X-Men, the ones who'd been fooled. Professor X wouldn't necessarily have to come personally, and it would be best if it weren't this bald guy. There were so many mutants who could read minds anyway, so just sending one over would solve the problem.

It's just that since the Dark Phoenix incident six months ago, there has been no contact with the X-Men. In other words, the original contact was also initiated by them, not by Henry himself.

If he were to ask them for help now, would the X-Men be willing to help? Henry wasn't sure, but he still called.

Amidst my uneasiness, the phone was answered. A sweet female voice said, "This is the Jean Grey School for Gifted Youngsters. Where can I find it?"

Huh? The school changed its name? Anything new with the X-Men?

Although he had some doubts in his mind, they were not important at all. Henry said, "This is Henry Brown. Please speak to any X-Men. Oh, preferably Hank McCoy. Is he here?"

A rough-looking, honest beast, easy to bully... no, easy to persuade. I'm a kind-hearted person, so why would I bully others?

Chapter 197 Shake people

The girl on the phone said, "In that case, I'll transfer you to the principal. Please wait." The call was transferred.

The principal? Professor X?

While he was still wondering if Professor X's abilities could be transmitted through the phone line, the call was picked up again. A fierce female voice said rudely, "What are you doing?"

"Who are you?"

"Click!" "Beep, beep." The phone was hung up. This familiar feeling suddenly came over me.

As the saying goes, "God will take his own course, and no one escapes punishment." Another saying goes, "It's not that I don't want to take revenge, it's just that the time hasn't come yet." Henry, frustrated, what else can he do? Just strike back.

As soon as the phone was picked up, Henry said, "This is Henry Brown, I..." "Click!" "Beep, beep, beep."

Ah, what a familiar taste.

Henry decided to endure it one more time. If he was hung up on again, he would go over and ask in person. There was no guarantee there wouldn't be a mass of corpses strewn across the ground.

When the phone was picked up again, Henry said quickly, "Hey, don't hang up again. If you hang up again, I'll get angry."

A heavy sniff came from the phone. After a moment, he said, "Why are you calling?"

"I'd like to ask you for a small favor. I worked so hard for you before. Even if I didn't get any credit, I still put in the hard work. It's not too much to ask you to do a small favor. It doesn't have to involve violence, and it's not a crime. I just might have to go a little far away, here in Switzerland."

Mystique, the new principal of the School for Gifted Youngsters, said in a gentle tone, "What?"

"There's a woman who's in a coma due to illness. Her family isn't sure whether to save her or what to do next. So they're looking for a telepath to get her opinion."

Mystique cursed, "Back in Europe, you wouldn't just ask an old gypsy woman with a crystal ball to do some magic and it would be over."

Henry said in a similarly unpleasant tone, "Aside from being used as a basis for criminal convictions, mutants' abilities have no legal effect in civil matters.

"It's already unreliable for me to come to you, and you can give me even more unreliable advice. Just tell me whether you will help me or not. If you don't help me, I will refuse them and say there's nothing I can do."

Mystique said viciously: "Help! Why not help? Remember this, you owe me again."

Henry protested, "I helped you fight the aliens last time, didn't I? I just want a favor. Why should I owe you another one?"

"The favor I did you last time was only enough for me to calmly answer your call. If you want me to do something, you'll have to owe me another favor."

Damn! What kind of bandit logic is this?

Don't think that just because you're a woman and grew up under the Stars and Stripes, this kind of thing is justifiable. You can just deny it later!

Henry made up his mind and said, "Okay, okay. I owe you one. How quickly can you get here? It better not be Professor X."

"That person in the wheelchair needs someone to take care of him again. It's troublesome. I remember that there are many of you mutants with telepathic abilities. Just any ordinary one will do."

Mystique could clearly hear her gasp on the phone as she said, "Just think of it like buying apples at the market; you can pick and choose. Besides, that idiot has retired. I don't know where he is, and I don't want to look for him."

"I'll contact someone else to see if she's willing to come over. If she's willing, she should be able to do it quickly. I'm not sure. We'll see if it works later. Where is your side?"

It's a confusing mess, with no clear logic. Henry also noticed that Mystique used the feminine "She" instead of the masculine "He." Does this mean that telepathy is more common in female mutants?

Henry replied, "I'm currently at the Geneva University Hospital in Geneva, Switzerland."

"Go wait for someone at the main entrance. If you don't see him within half an hour, there's no more." "Click!" "Beep, beep, beep."

Looking at the microphone, Henry felt the urge to fly to New York to talk to someone. In the end, he hung up the microphone gently and took a deep breath.

Should I go back to the ward and explain the situation? After thinking about it, Henry walked straight to the main entrance of the hospital. He didn't want to go back to that low pressure place.

It's said that even a judge can hardly judge family disputes. The situation for the two half-brothers would only be more complicated.

Henry was right to enjoy watching the drama, but he had to at least make sure he was in a safe place. It would be hilarious if he got dragged into it and became the victim.

Arriving at the main entrance of the university hospital, in Geneva in winter, the night temperature is not below zero degrees Celsius, but it is still very low.

Although the Kryptonian's constitution would not notice such low temperature, it was boring to just stand there and wait for someone. Henry could only look up while breathing out white air.

Although the night sky becomes very dim in urban areas with severe light pollution, it is not a big problem for Kryptonians to see some low-magnitude stars clearly.

In his eyes, the sky was still the Milky Way. Then Henry saw something he didn't want to see...

Is it too late to run now?

Just as this question flashed through my mind, a figure fell from the sky. It was already dark, otherwise there would be a big uproar.

The person who came to the door was none other than the Phoenix Jean Grey. She was dressed casually in jeans and a flight jacket, but her long red hair, flowing freely in the wind, was very eye-catching.

"Still can't you control your strength?" Henry asked calmly, trying his best to appear calm and composed.

"No, it's just because I was excited when I saw you and wanted to hit someone, so that's why I did this." Jean Grey clenched her fists and said hatefully.

"If you want to fight, let's do it some other time, somewhere else. We can't do it here." Having already decided to default on his promise, Henry wasn't afraid to break his promise to the X-Men. He could just run away when the time came.

Jean Grey said with restraint, "I don't want to fight you in a place like this. Where is he?"

"Come with me." Henry turned around and led the way, but he stopped after taking only two steps. He looked back and asked, "Can you change your appearance?"

"Why? Do I look so scary?" Jean Grey's eyes were cold and deathly glaring. It was as if she would erase the person in front of her from reality if they disagreed with her for a moment.

Henry could only explain, "It's not a question of whether it's scary or not, but I guess you might still be on the wanted list in the United States. There are surveillance cameras inside the hospital, so to avoid trouble, it wouldn't hurt to change your appearance a little bit.

"There are many ways to do it. The simplest is to have plastic surgery and adjust your face. Another way is to use mental power to make others see you in a completely different way.

"Or distort the vapor or light around you to create a kind of invisibility effect. With your current strength, these things shouldn't be difficult to accomplish. It depends on whichever you find most suitable or easiest to use."

Chapter 198 Mind Connection

Superman was able to pass for Clark Kent's reporter identity through his acting skills without being noticed by most people. For the Phoenix Force, which can influence reality, keeping a low profile is easier, not harder.

But just like Henry couldn't control Tony Stark's actions, Jean Grey couldn't do whatever Henry said.

She said coldly: "Don't worry about my affairs, I can handle it myself, you just lead the way."

Henry muttered in dissatisfaction, "Am I worried about you? I'm worried that you'll cause trouble for others. Are all superheroes like this? As long as they satisfy their own vanity, they don't care about the lives of others."

"You!" Jean Grey glared at him fiercely, her eyes flashing with a strange light.

Henry was not afraid of the threatening gaze. He pretended not to know and did not look at anyone, muttering and complaining: "If you want to do whatever you want, go back to heaven. If you want to live like a human being on earth, then live like a human being."

"Ahh!" She gasped. Jean Grey clenched her teeth, as if she wanted to crush the man's bones.

Finally, she patted her cheeks to calm herself down. Jean Grey said, "I'm fine. Let's go."

"Where have you changed? I can't tell." Henry looked at the man and asked in surprise.

"It affects cognition, including what's captured on surveillance camera. You'll be a different person. Your brain is abnormal, and I don't want to interfere too much and end up like Professor X."

This kind of wide-ranging mind control would be a heavy burden for ordinary telepaths, but for Jean Grey, the Phoenix host, it was easier than suppressing all her energy within her body.

Although Jean Grey didn't have a deep understanding of the energy within her body, it was as if it had its own consciousness and was unwilling to approach Henry, which was why it was ineffective.

At this time, Henry approached with a sly expression and asked, "So, in the eyes of others, are you a man or a woman now?"

Receiving another death stare, Henry spread his hands and said, "I have to know whether it's a boy or a girl. Otherwise, what if I introduce the wrong person to others after we go in? Do you want to cooperate with the gender change?"

"Why can't you admit your mistake?"

"Oh, that's fine too. We'll just have to act according to the situation. The first one to speak wins." Henry said in a rogue manner.

"My gender hasn't changed." Jean Grey gritted her teeth, regretting her trip.

"Got it, let's go." Henry then led his men into the hospital.

The VIP ward was on a higher floor, but there wasn't any access control, so they just asked the nurses at the nurses' station. The two of them returned to the ward smoothly.

The atmosphere in the ward was a little better than before Henry left. Now it felt like a state of mourning...

Is this better? A certain Kryptonian wondered.

Jean Grey, who also entered the room, also saw the person on the hospital bed. As Raven had guessed, it was Ms. Audrey Hepburn.

If it weren't for the big star, Qin wouldn't have wanted to come.

But as soon as she walked in, she became the focus of everyone's attention. Their eyes weren't very friendly, which made Qin feel a little uncomfortable.

Henry introduced her, "This is Phoenix, a candidate member of the American X-Men. She possesses telepathic abilities. My suggestion is that she communicate with the unconscious Ms. Hepburn."

In this world, Jean Grey does not have distinctive features like other mutants, nor does she often stand at the forefront of the X-Men's battles.

So she doesn't have a special name for mutants like Raven, Ororo, Scott and others, such as Mystique, Storm and Cyclops.

The name Phoenix Girl was first used. To Qin's ears, it seemed like Henry's random nonsense, after all, she didn't know that the energy she possessed was called Phoenix Force.

Although no one has heard of the name Phoenix, they have heard of the X-Men. The American superhero team has a good cooperative relationship with the government.

This made everyone's expressions ease a little. But Sean still questioned: "How can we believe that what you said is what my mother meant?"

Henry introduced: "This is Sean Farrell, Ms. Hepburn's eldest son. The one next to him is Luca Dotti, her second son." They were introduced together.

Knowing who was asking the question, Qin didn't feel offended. After all, they were family, so they had the right to question her.

Jean Grey then said, "Then I can use another method to connect your consciousness with Ms. Hepburn, allowing you to communicate with her yourself. But whether you believe the conclusions drawn in this way is not my problem."

The two brothers looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

But Qin added, "I've never entered a patient's consciousness, let alone connected to a healthy person's. So I'm not entirely sure what will happen. But there won't be any danger, I can guarantee that."

Seeing that everyone agreed, Qin said, "Then if you're ready, let's get started. Can I reach out and shake Ms. Hepburn's hand?"

Robert made room on one side of the bed and helped lift Audrey Hepburn's hand from under the quilt so that she could shake hands with the Phoenix Girl.

Holding that bony hand, even Qin was momentarily lost in thought. Unlike a child's, this hand was the size of an adult's, and when she held it, it felt all bony and dry, rough, as if foreshadowing the final moments of life.

Jean Grey only dared to hold it lightly, not firmly, for fear that if she squeezed too hard, she would break her hand.

She extended her other hand to the lady's two children and said, "Put your hands up, you two brothers."

Sean and Luca didn't think twice before placing their hands on Phoenix Girl's. The moment their hands intertwined, their consciousness felt as if it were pulled into a unique space.

There is no up, down, left, or right here, no ground to stand on, and even my own image is blurry.

Qin did not deliberately come forward to guide the two ordinary people who had never experienced such a thing, but simply led their consciousness to another person.

She was a girl of six or seven, curled up, hugging her legs, like a baby in the womb. Perhaps she had always been the girl who needed a family and parents the most.

"Mother." It was unknown which brother's voice woke the sleeping girl.

As she slowly opened her eyes, time kept passing by her.

Let her grow from a girl to a young woman, then to a young woman, then mature and grow old. Just like the epiphyllum, from the moment the bud first blooms to the moment it withers, it only takes a short moment.

When she fully opened her eyes, she saw Audrey Hepburn lying on the hospital bed.

She hugged the two sobbing little boys, but looked at another empty place with a kind smile.

There is Jean Grey, and there is Phoenix.

Chapter 199 Discharge

"Mom, let's go home." This was Sean's first words after he regained consciousness with his eyes closed and tears in his eyes.

Luca, who was also crying, just nodded.