"This...what the hell is this?!"

Seeing the scene in front of them, which was almost like a group of demons dancing wildly, the two of them were completely confused.

"These are all new students of our Xavier Academy."

Unlike them, Fang Mo is quite happy at the moment. After all, these crazy stars outside are all made by himself one by one. Watching them making trouble there does give him a very gratifying feeling.

When he was watching the beta station.

My favorite place to visit is this ghost animal area.

Now that Fang Mo had created a bunch of all-stars, it was as if he was in a ghost zone. In a daze, he seemed to see the young boy who had passed away.

He covets this remnant of the past, as if it is the only evidence that he has ever lived.

What?

You mean the dance area?

Sorry, you can’t see β in the dancing area of ​​β station...

"You said they are new students?"

Fang Mo was just reminiscing about the past, but Charles' hesitant voice rang out: "I...can I really teach these guys?"

"Of course I can."

Seeing that Charles doubted his own ability, Fang Mo immediately helped cheer him up: "You are the famous Professor

and courage..."

"I? Quote?"

Charles was stunned when he heard this: "What did I say?"

"There are no useless mutant abilities, only useless mutants!" Fang Mo said seriously: "Our Xavier Academy only accepts monsters! Not ordinary people!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Charles immediately retorted: "I never said that!"

"How dare you deny it?" Fang Mo was delighted when he heard this: "How dare you, I think you already have a way to die..."

"Okay, don't cause trouble."

Hearing this, Logan interrupted angrily: "This group of guys you created does not seem to be easy to manage. Charles is right. If you really want him to help you teach this group of people,

, you’d better restrain their behavior yourself.”

"What behavior?"

Fang Mo asked with a puzzled expression.

"What do you think?"

Logan pointed in the distance and shouted: "Whose students would set up stalls and sell things at the door!? And how old are they... Have you ever seen students of this age? I think they are good enough to be teachers!"

"Um!?"

Fang Mo's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this.

"you……"

Logan suddenly became alert: "What do you want to do again?"

"I found that I had fallen into a misunderstanding." Fang Mo's eyes flashed with joy: "Why should I let them be students? Wouldn't it be over if they just become teachers?"

"It's really over..."

Logan covered his face in despair.

Fang Mo ignored him, but opened the library window enthusiastically, and shouted outside: "Stop playing, come and gather here quickly!"

Since Fang Mo is the creator of these guys, talking is still very useful. Almost everyone stopped what they were doing at the same time, and then walked into the manor gate one after another and came to the library. Some of them hugged

There were people playing basketball, some people were naked, and the whole scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

"Boss, do you eat gluten?"

A slightly fat and honest man with a beard walked in from the door humming a song. When he saw Fang Mo, he immediately handed over a large handful of gluten enthusiastically.

"Oh, thanks."

Fang Mo nodded, took the handful of gluten and rolled it out on the spot.

The gluten has a crispy shell with a burnt aroma in the mouth, and is chewy on the inside. The aroma of chili pepper, cumin and other spices penetrates into it. It is surprisingly delicious. To be honest, Fang Mo is really greedy for this bite. After all, Ashue usually makes it.

Most of them are dinners, and street snacks like this are rarely made.

"What's this?"

Seeing Fang Mo devouring the food, Charles next to him also became a little curious.

“Didn’t I just say gluten?”

Fang Mo said and handed over a bunch: "Take it and try it."

"Thank you." Charles subconsciously took it, and after taking a bite, his eyes suddenly lit up. As a native of China, he had never eaten this kind of special snack: "The taste... is really good."

"right."

Fang Mo also laughed when he saw this.

I have to say that the chili noodles are really appetizing. After taking two bites, Fang Mo felt that he was suddenly hungry, so he looked up at everyone: "Is there anything to eat? Give me some."

"Eat melon!" "Eat oil cakes!" "Drink iced black tea!" "Patchouli cake!" "Have some egg fried rice!"

After hearing what Fang Mo said, the group of people took out the delicious food as if by magic, and then rushed to give it to Fang Mo. Even the pigeon flapped its wings and took out a piece of food from nowhere.

Hot eggs: "...Boss, please eat a boiled egg first, my brother just laid it!"

"Gu..."

Smelling the alluring aroma in the house, Charles and Logan were also a little hungry.

After all, it was almost noon now, and neither of them was in the habit of eating breakfast, so it would be false to say they were not hungry.

And it was at this time.

Suddenly there was a creak and the door was pushed open again.

Logan subconsciously looked at the door, only to find a man dressed like a field chef standing there, holding a pot in his hand, with a strange and weird expression.

"Ah...ah ha ha ha ha."

But soon, a hearty smile appeared on the other person's face: "Here comes the chicken soup!"

"Boss, you drink soup..."

"Get lost."

Before the man could finish what he said, Fang Mo snarled him without even looking at him. This made the other man immediately embarrassed and stood there awkwardly holding a pot of soup.

"What's your attitude?"

Seeing this, Logan couldn't help it: "Did he offend you?"

"I don't know the virtues of my people?" Fang Mo peeled off the egg shells carelessly: "If you don't believe in evil, go and drink it yourself. I'm not interested anyway."

"you……"

Logan frowned, but before he could think more, the man opposite had already scooped up a bowl of soup and handed it over, and smiled flatteringly: "Captain Luo, please take a bite..."

"

"Just call me Logan."

Looking at the fragrant chicken soup, Logan started to drool a little, so he picked up the bowl and drank without thinking.

But soon, his expression changed. As soon as he drank the chicken soup, his stomach began to churn. The sudden severe pain made him almost lose his balance, and his whole face turned red. He looked at him in shock and confusion.

The man in front of me.

"Hahaha! Drink it! He drinks it!"

However, the man here... or the agent Pangolin suddenly laughed: "Your Majesty Xiaochuan! My mission is completed!"

"you……"

Logan opened his mouth to complain, but he couldn't control his stomach.

Fortunately, at this moment, Fang Mo suddenly grabbed Logan's hand, then took out a ring from nowhere and put it on him. Strangely enough, the moment he put the ring on, Logan felt his stomach suddenly tighten.

That's great, the whole process is so fast that people can't even react.

"this……"

Logan couldn't help but be startled when he saw this.

"Phantom gold ring." Fang Mo explained angrily: "Your abilities will be restrained by poison, and this ring can be immune to any poisoning effects."

"So this chicken soup is poisonous?"

Logan's expression was inexplicable: "No...why did he poison him here?"
To be continued...