It was impossible for the two of them to wash together. Between the lakes and mountains, Daisy washed away the musty smell of the underworld, changed into casual clothes, and had a sumptuous dinner with Qin.
Compared with those dark dishes made by Wanda, Qin is simply a model of a good wife and mother. Although there is no atmosphere like a candlelight dinner, the two of them still tasted very warm.
In order to show his sincerity, Director Dai, who never does housework, volunteered to wash the dishes after dinner!
Wearing an apron, I wiped the plates, spoons, and forks without my ability. Then I felt the floor was a little dirty, so I wiped it again.
Qin sat on the sofa with a cup of coffee and watched Daisy doing housework. It was a strange feeling. She knew that Daisy never did housework. Why was she so diligent now? She was obviously trying to please herself.
This feeling of being cared for and cared for by others can only be compared to the days before I was ten years old and before I awakened my powers.
Professor Charles was very kind to Qin, caring and considerate, but the old professor always hoped that Qin would inherit his ideas and pass on his ideas from generation to generation.
This made Qin's childhood less happy after she turned ten.
Politics, history, economics, science, and a large number of books made Qin's childhood surrounded by all kinds of knowledge and ideas.
She knows what the professor expects from her, so she studies hard. Just because this is the professor's expectation does not mean that she likes to read those books.
The birth of Dark Phoenix is not unrelated to these pressures.
"What are you thinking about? Tell me, I'm the best at chatting." Someone came over directly.
With a smile on her lips, Qin pointed to the kitchen garbage in the corner: "I'm thinking about how to deal with this garbage."
"It's easy, watch my material decompose! I'll be right back!" Daisy carried the trash can and went out to decompose it.
Looking at her busy figure, Qin couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. This guy really went out of his way to please himself, but it felt pretty good.
She couldn't help but compare Cyclops and Daisy in her mind. What Cyclops needs is a wife, an assistant who is centered around him. It's not impossible for Jean to fill this kind of role, but she is afraid of comparison in everything. Daisy regards her as a friend, family member or a woman who needs care.
Being with Daisy is very relaxing. There is no bitterness and hatred between mutants and ordinary people. You don't have to worry about a lot of soldiers jumping out to kill people while eating at home. You also have to struggle with the issues of fighting back and not fighting back. These problems
None of them exist.
Daisy has enough intimidation to convince all parties, and can abide by the rules of the game. She maintains a delicate balance with many forces. She seems to have no political opinions of her own. To say that she is messing around is a compliment, but this kind of mess is a compliment.
The way things are done in daily life does give mutants some room to breathe.
The conflict between the two sides is rapidly declining at a rate visible to the naked eye. Originally, there were more than 10 million mutants gathered in Gilosa, but now? There are only 7 million.
One-third of the mutants have changed their minds and gone home to live their lives. Mutants in the outside world are also slowly gaining consensus with ordinary people.
The situation before was 'Look, over there! There's a mutant there, let's kill him!'
Now it’s ‘Second bitch, you’ve never even seen a mutant?’
In the past, many people were hostile to mutants, even jealous, but now this jealousy has weakened a lot. Relying on the dissemination of information through various media, many people know the reality of mutants. Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine out of ten thousand of this group.
People with level 9 awaken all rubbish abilities.
Instead of awakening a rubbish ability and making yourself weird, it is better not to awaken it.
As for those organizations that were extremely hostile to mutants, Daisy also cleaned them up with carrots and sticks. They were neither left nor right nor centre. It seemed that no program was proposed, but the results were better than those of Professor Charles and the others who had been struggling for fifty years.
Be good.
Qin is sometimes confused. Is this method of making peace with the mud really right? But the fact is that there are far fewer bloody confrontations.
Daisy, who was taking out the trash, didn't know what Qin was really thinking, otherwise she would have said a few words, 'Governing a big country is like cooking a small one'.
After finishing the housework, Daisy also mentioned the serious purpose of her visit this time. She and Qin wanted to purify the star's bones together.
As a fake Phoenix host, she doesn't want to mobilize too much Phoenix power, which will affect her future path.
Little Rachel is still in Qin's belly, so it's not possible to fuse the white phoenix, but it's still possible to fuse two hands.
"It's so troublesome."
"Get up quickly." Pull the somewhat lazy Qin up from the sofa.
Daisy stood behind Qin, their hands were clasped together, and each other's breathing could be heard. From a distance, it looked like she was holding Qin.
"Why do I feel like you are taking advantage of me?" Qin glanced back at her.
Are she taking advantage? Daisy can't tell clearly. She just feels that her relationship with Qin can take a small step forward at this stage. It's pure intuition!
"No, this is a serious matter, calm down, I'm coming in..." After saying words that could easily cause ambiguity, Daisy's hands vibrated in the next second, causing their palms to close together.
In one body.
Qin is responsible for getting energy from Phoenix mother, and she is responsible for regulating it. Although they are not in the same body now, there is still a tacit understanding.
White flames spurted out from the palm of his hand. The bones and the pile of junk that Daisy had torn apart were all burned by the flames. Silks of black ash-like substance appeared on the bones and debris. Unfortunately, their resistance was too great.
It was weak, but was completely decomposed by the Phoenix Fire in the next second, turning into pure energy and remaining in the universe.
Daisy is not interested in the injustice they suffered, nor does she intend to listen to them one by one. Now they only have some residual consciousness left, and re-decomposing them is the best and most convenient way.
From top to bottom, from left to right, the Phoenix fire burned three times in a row. Resentment is just a quantity, not a strong existence. The star-marked bones will consume some energy, but for Daisy, there are no such negative emotions.
Interference, this loss is acceptable.
"Stand a little further away, and I will absorb this energy from the same source." I am already a serious star. There is no problem in absorbing the energy from the bones. They have the same root and the same source. One can be controlled, and the other is unconscious. Think about it.
It’s too easy to absorb.
It is also pure white energy, but last time it was instilled into the body, this time it is actively absorbed.
The speed was much slower, and it took a whole hour to fully absorb it. You must know that the last infusion only took ten seconds.
It wasn't until she opened her eyes that Qin asked softly: "Are you okay?"
"It's very comfortable. There is still some resentment in this part of the power. Where does it come from?...Oh, by the way, it belongs to the unlucky guy himself." She opened her palm, revealing a small ball of black energy.
She slowly forced it out, searched her body, and after finding nothing left, she pointed out the last mark left by the parallel time and space star mark and disappeared.