Chapter 1075

Under the night sky of New York, every street was covered with thick snow, and the colorful lights hanging between the street lamps gradually went out, leaving only a little light from the shop windows to illuminate the travelers returning at night.

Wanda sat on the edge of the building, pulling her cloak so it wouldn't flutter due to the cold wind tonight. She didn't look at Jarvis next to her, but looked straight ahead, watching the lights of the prosperous Manhattan district on the New York skyline that still hadn't gone out, and said:

"Sometimes, I have a hallucination that Pietro and I never left the place where we were born and grew up, where we lived an ordinary and plain life.

"I might marry a man who works at the post office. We would have three children, preferably two daughters, and I also want to raise a dog."

"Pietro might marry his childhood sweetheart female classmate. Of course, I know he likes pretty girls, but which boy isn't like that?"

"They will soon understand that after the young and beautiful appearance fades away, what makes him willing to be responsible for this family is the most precious thing in his life."

Wanda revealed a smile. Jarvis turned his head to look at this beautiful witch. The lights of this most prosperous city in the world reflected in her eyes, like a moist cold spring under the ice layer on a snowy night.

"My husband goes to work by bicycle every day, and I go to help at the school in town with the neighbor's mother. When I return home, I take the blankets that have already dried in the yard into the house, sit on the sofa, and watch my children come home from school one after another..."

Wanda turned to look at Jarvis and said: "Don't you think such a life is very beautiful? Don't you think this is the life humans should live?"

Jarvis thought for a moment and said: "According to rational analysis, Miss, if such a scene really appeared, you might suddenly lose control of your ability when your husband is riding his bicycle to work, smashing the neighbor's car and making them come to your door."

"When your children just happen to return, you are arguing with the neighbor regardless of your image, and the police have also come. If you don't want to be evicted, you can only pay money."

"You feel very angry, but your husband, who just got off work and is exhausted, stops you, so the two of you sit on the sofa, haggard and speechless."

The story Jarvis described was very absurd, but his tone was extremely flat, sounding like he was broadcasting the news. Wanda opened her mouth, and the warm and plain beautiful scene in her fantasy just shattered like that.

"You..." Wanda pursed her lips. Jarvis turned his head, looked into her eyes, and said: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt your dreaming, it's just that, according to my logical judgment, the probability of things developing like this is very high, and this is already the best situation."

Wanda opened her eyes slightly, looked at Jarvis, and said: "This is still the best situation? Then what about the bad situation?"

"I was only talking about the situation that ordinary mutants below Beta level might encounter, and according to my judgment of your strength, Miss Wanda, you might be an Alpha or even Omega level mutant."

"If you choose to live such a life, it is more likely that your ability suddenly loses control one day, but what is smashed isn't the neighbor's car, but the neighbor's family, or perhaps, it might not just be the neighbor's family, but the entire community, the entire street, or the entire city."

"What comes might not be the police, but S. H. I. E. L. D.'s fully armed agents, the Sorcerer Supreme, Iron Man, Captain America, Spider-Man..."

"The first one to walk up will definitely be Captain America. He will hold his shield and say to you 'Miss, calm down'."

"Stop! Don't say any more!" Wanda took a deep breath and said: "You don't have to describe it in such detail... Wait, how do you know this group of superheroes so well?"

Wanda frowned, looked at Jarvis, and said: "I only met Captain America once when I was dealing with mutants in S. H. I. E. L. D. How do you know they are related to S. H. I. E. L. D.?"

Wanda's eyes narrowed tighter and tighter. She looked at Jarvis and said: "I don't remember any named superhero having someone like you... My God! You wouldn't be an opponent of the superheroes, would you?"

"You just mentioned that you were kicked out of your home by your father. Could it be... your father is their opponent?!"

Looking at Wanda's ever-changing expression, Jarvis knew that she must have imagined a big drama, but the intelligent butler who had just been kicked out of his home hadn't completely changed his thinking yet.

In this body of his now, he carried all the data and memories from when he was the butler Jarvis. His previous behavior analysis module had also transformed into his ability, which meant that the logic Jarvis used to judge things now was still based on summarizing and analyzing data, and reaching the conclusion with the highest probability.

Jarvis felt that Stark's order was to let him leave Stark Tower, and according to Stark's behavioral pattern, Stark's purpose should be to let him learn to be independent.

Since this was the case, he couldn't reveal his relationship with Stark. Otherwise, if others knew he was Stark's butler, either they would give him the green light all the way and let him pass unimpeded, or they would have evil intentions and want to get confidential information from him. Wouldn't that still be the treatment of Stark's butler?

Therefore, Jarvis felt that it was better for him not to reveal his identity.

Seeing that Jarvis didn't answer, Wanda took it as his default. The more she thought about it, the more she felt her inference was correct, so she looked at Jarvis with a bit of pity and said: "You must have had a conflict with your father because you were unwilling to be an enemy of the superheroes, right? It doesn't matter, I understand you very well."

Wanda spread her hands and said: "Look, I'm the same. My father is Magneto. You have an understanding of superheroes, so you should have some understanding of him, right?"

"Oh, wait, what nonsense am I talking about? As long as you have read the news, you definitely have some understanding of him. That's right, he is the leader of evil mutants, the public enemy of all mankind, a complete terrorist!"

Wanda raised her hand upward and said: "Even if you haven't read the news, you saw his performance just now. He kills without blinking!"

"Unfortunately, Pietro and I are his children, and the two of us now have no ability to completely get rid of his control, or rather..." Wanda lowered her head and pursed her lips, saying: "Just like you said, we still have to count on him to kill us when we lose control, so as not to harm ordinary people."

"Do you think he loves you?" Jarvis asked.

"Love?" Wanda repeated this word. The muscles on her face rose as if she was about to laugh, but in the end, her expression just stiffened in a state of neither laughing nor crying, so it looked like mockery. She said: "Don't talk about love, he has no feelings at all, nor any humanity!"

"Why do you judge like that?" Jarvis asked again.

"Because he has no apology for hurting others." Wanda said very concisely: "Not only that, but he is even complacent, feeling that this highlights his strength and authority."

"Has he ever hurt you?" Jarvis asked again.

"If you are talking about beating us into serious injury, then indeed not." Wanda shook her head and said: "However, this is also because his three children have different strengths, and he can't completely handle us either."

"Pietro runs fast, and if he can't beat him, he can still run. My ability is special, and I basically won't be hurt." Wanda tilted her head slightly, as if she was a bit unwilling to lose in front of outsiders, and said: "Although he is very strong, we are not weak either."

"What about you?" Wanda raised her head to look at Jarvis again and asked: "Has your father ever hurt you? What kind of person is he?"

"He is a genius." Jarvis answered without hesitation: "As for hurting... I don't quite understand what hurting means. Does him kicking me out of the house count?"

"Of course it counts!" Wanda raised her tone and said: "Although you look like an adult, in such cold weather, kicking you out of the house like this, leaving you without even a place to keep warm, as a father, he is already incompetent enough!"

Wanda pursed her lips again, looked at Jarvis, and said: "You must not think that he did this because he wanted you to learn something. In fact, he was just suppressing you, wanting to forcibly instill his thoughts into you. I am most familiar with this kind of routine!"

"Erik is always like this. He thinks he is teaching us to fight, teaching us to keep vigilant against enemies, but in fact, he is just to highlight his authority as a father, by hurting us, to improve his right to speak, making us afraid to resist!"

Wanda became more and more excited as she spoke. She simply stood up and said loudly: "Don't listen to their ghost talk! They just give you what they think you want, and if you dare to say you don't want it, they feel their authority has been provoked, thereby using more vicious language to hurt you, but this is actually not because you were wrong at all, the wrong person is them!!!"

Jarvis also stood up, kept looking at Wanda with his eyes until she calmed down slowly.

Jarvis reached out, touched Wanda's cheek under her eyelid with his fingertip gently, and after feeling that familiar body temperature, he withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

Wanda opened her eyes. When Jarvis's fingertip touched her face, she felt a trace of pain, so she reached out and touched under her eyelid, letting out an "oh" of pain.

"Wait! Maybe it was scratched during the fight just now!" Wanda covered one side of her face, turned her head away, and said in a rapid tone: "Wait for me!... Wound heal! Heal quickly! Heal quickly!!!"

However, the more Wanda shouted, the less her magic worked. Jarvis tilted his head, looked at her, and said: "Miss Wanda, my hearing is telling me that your heart rate has exceeded the normal range. Do you need help?"

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"Of course I don't!" Wanda shouted. Then, she covered her face with both hands, was silent for three seconds, then raised her hands, gathered her hair, and when her cheeks appeared again, there were no scars on them.

Wanda let out a breath, then pursed her lips, cut her breath into small segments of breath sounds, blinked, looked at Jarvis, and said: "Alright, you successfully captured me when I was in a mess. Such opportunities are rare."

"You probably didn't make any preparations before running out either. Since this is the case, you can stay at Pietro and my secret base for the night. We will take you in. There are a few other mutants there with the same aspirations as us, and we are also working hard to maintain law and order in New York."

Suddenly, Wanda's eyes lit up. She stared at Jarvis and smiled, saying: "You can grab people from that monster's hands, which shows you are very strong. What superpower do you have?"

"I..." Jarvis paused slightly, then said: "I am just an ordinary human."

"Alright, alright, ordinary person..." Wanda waved her hand in front of her cheek and said: "Follow me. You should be able to keep up with me, right?"

After finishing, the witch flew up directly, waved at Jarvis in the air. Jarvis looked up at her, and also looked at the thousands of lights reflected in her eyes.

A burning sensation like being ignited was transmitted from Jarvis's fingertips. He didn't hear any sound of parts fitting together, but felt that the engine in his chest had been ignited.

He jumped up gently, then stayed in mid-air, hovering above the building, facing Wanda. Wanda revealed a smile, raised an eyebrow, and said: "Ordinary person? Hmm?"

Then, she waved her cloak and flew into the cold winter night sky. One red and one blue stream of light streaked across the New York sky.

This time, among the windows that were still bright late at night, the couples making wishes finally waited for a real meteor.