In the end, Nansen took a lot of talk to her and explained clearly that he drew an obelisk and explained clearly what the obelisk could do to her.

"Oh..." Skye said, looking at the obelisk drawn by Nansen as a soul painter, but the mood was not very high in his tone.

In her opinion, even if she awakens her superpowers, what can she do? She is not an orphan? The pitiful one.

And Skye also understands the government's attitude towards mutants who have superpowers.

Although the United States' slogan is democracy and freedom, many mutants have been persecuted in private and even taken to do live experiments, ordinary people may not know about these news.

But Skye has heard of it. In this environment, she is not very interested in having that kind of supernatural power.

It’s better to maintain the status quo and greatly enhance your physical fitness without worrying about being too outstanding.

After all, even if you have superpowers and can withstand pistols and rifles, what about machine guns, individual bazooka launchers, and missiles?

If you take all these, okay, you are awesome. After all, Zheng (Harmony) Mansion will not take huge risks to directly throw nuclear bombs at you.

But they always have ways, such as genetic weapons that directly inhibit the dominant expression of super-energy genes, and in the end they are not a dish.

Under such a big premise, some American people are not very interested in becoming a special group, and many mutants even hope that they are ordinary people.

After all, those superpowers appear more like vulnerable groups in this society.

Therefore, Skye was not very interested in the obelisk. She prefers to fantasize that one day her parents would drive a spaceship to pick her up.

Breaking blue light, Buling Buling.

In the end, the night conversation ended in an unhappy way. Nansen had no choice but to let Skye go to wash and rest, and he also returned to the room.

It's cruel now. I don't say that his body was shocked. Skye gathered to respond and won the food and the scenery came.

After returning to his room, Nansen ate the apple and then slowly closed his eyes.

Soon, a warm heat flowed directly through his whole body. Unlike Skye's heat, he felt that eating the apple seemed to turn into a stream of warm water, crossing the esophagus, and flowing from his stomach to his whole body.

It felt very comfortable, as if I was soaking in a hot spring. The nerves that Nan Sen had been excited about due to time travel also eased and fell asleep directly.

This time the core did not stay, but dissipated directly with the remaining flesh.

When the next day came, the alarm bell at the head of Nansen's bed began to ring. He opened his hazy eyes and reacted for a while before he remembered that he could no longer go to the tenants to collect rent, because he was now a high school student.

High school is a magical age. You can wear clothes on top to save the world, and you can work with your friends to daze at the goddess.

But there is a common feature between the two, that is, classes must be attended, otherwise the parents will be arrested.

Because Nansen has no parents, it is even worse. He will be forced to send to a foster home until he becomes an adult and becomes eighteen years old.

Thinking of the tragic consequences of missing class, Nansen hurriedly began to get up and dress, wash and prepare for class.

Being foster care is impossible, it will never be possible in this life.

However, due to the huge improvement in physical fitness, Nansen's wake-up and washing up this time was a disaster.

When a person jumped up and hit the ceiling, Nansen really felt it hurt.

But it is not physical pain, but more spiritual pain. It costs money to destroy his own things, and he is very poor now.

After a while, Nansen brushed his teeth and came to the door of the guest room to knock on the door. He did not forget that there was a Skye at home.

"Sky, Skye!" Nansen shouted while brushing his teeth, and reached out to knock on the door. He just knocked on it, and the door opened instead!

Following the wide open door, Nansen saw that there was no one inside? The quilts were neatly stacked, and some were spotlessly cleaned, but the person had left, but there was still a faint fragrance in the room.

Let's leave now? No hello!

Although the girl had left quietly, life still had to continue. Nansen silently contempts Skye in his heart, and then continued to clean up in a hurry.

After casually holding two slices of bread, Nansen went downstairs and rode his bicycle to the school.

On the way, Nansen clearly felt that the whole world had become different. In addition to the changes brought about by the living environment, Nansen obviously felt that the whole world had become clearer.

The morning wind blew the heartstrings of youth. At the second street intersection to his left, a girl's skirt was blown up. She hurriedly suppressed it, causing her companions to laugh.

A driver who was waiting for the red light at the street entrance reached out his hand without a trace, then quickly threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and then pretended to whistle easily.

Nansen looked at this chaotic new world with joy, and then rode the second wheel to the school. He was studying for a very ordinary public school. One of the best features of this school is that the tuition fees are cheap, and the worst is that the environment is chaotic enough.

The template memory is very clear. His so-called parents were both ordinary employees of the company during their lifetime, and he left him a pension after his death.

But this amount is not large, and it is also deposited in the bank. The bank will give his account three hundred dollars a living expenses every month. In addition to these, he can still get about ten thousand dollars left after he becomes an adult.

It feels quite a lot to convert the amount into RMB, but this is New York. The hardships of life made the former landlord Comrade Nansen feel deeply. It is precisely because of this that the school where Nansen is studying is naturally very considerate and chooses cheap ones.

Finally, he hurried to the school. After parking the car, Nansen followed the instructions of his memory to go to his classroom. Along the way, the students around him were shoulder to shoulder, and the corridor was filled with lively scenes.

After saying goodbye to the short week, the students came to the school and were filled with joy in the discussion of what they saw during the week or the latest celebrity gossip.

It seems to be similar to the high school that Nansen once attended, but the premise is to take the initiative to ignore the ethnic differences between these students.

However, no one greeted Nansen along the way, and some of them seemed to be slightly familiar, but they couldn't call them at all.

It can be seen that this ordinary Chinese high school student template is probably a very introverted tragic character in the school, and even netizens are his best friend.

With a "bang", suddenly, a man walked past Nansen and deliberately hit Nansen's shoulder.

Nansen did not expect that he subconsciously pushed back, and a scream suddenly rang out.

“Received Amanda Evans’s remorse 123.”

"Little Princess Nancy, don't you even look at the road when you walk?" A sturdy young man frowned and rubbed his shoulders and shouted at Nansen.

However, the people around him looked like a melon-eating crowd. Several boys walked over and stood behind the young man one after another.

Little Princess Nancy? What the hell is this!
Chapter completed!