Chapter 4985

"It's not our fault." Huolian Zhang opened his mouth and immediately passed the buck, "It was other people fighting, we were worried the staff would be bullied..."

"Tell me in detail." Shiler continued.

"We were originally eating and drinking while chatting, having a good time. But suddenly a table of customers called the waiter, for some unknown reason they started arguing, and then they actually started fighting. We couldn't stand it, we originally just wanted to stop them, but who knew the scene was too chaotic, after fighting we couldn't tell who was who..." Huolian Zhang muttered.

Possibly because he hadn't sobered up, or possibly because facing Shiler, he seemed a bit short of breath. Peter cleared his throat and added: "Indeed someone was causing trouble, we went to break it up, but we went too far in the heat of the moment, turning it into a brawl."

"You two don't have superpowers, how did you go overboard?"

The two turned their heads in unison to look at Deadpool.

"What are you looking at me for?" Deadpool spread his hands and said, "Come on, someone relying on their big fists to bully ordinary waitstaff, as superheroes, stopping them is normal."

The other two hadn't said anything yet, but Shiler looked at him first and said: "Are you sure those two are superheroes?"

A question mark appeared above Deadpool's head. Natasha turned her head away and sighed: "Your good buddy stopped being Spider-Man long ago, you found out from the newspaper, right?"

"No, I knew early on. But I also know he's a just and kind person, he wouldn't refuse to help just because he lost his spider powers. Without superpowers, his body is so fragile, what if he gets beaten after rushing in? I can only rush over first and beat them down..."

Shiler roughly reconstructed the events from their respective accounts. Anyway, they went drinking, encountered a customer bullying staff, originally wanted to mediate, but Deadpool worried Peter without spider powers would get beaten, so he went heavy-handed, first beating the other side down.

"How did you two get injured then?" Shiler was particularly puzzled, "Although Huolian Zhang isn't Huolian Zhang anymore, Peter at least has magical power, how could he still get beaten?"

"That table was mutants."

"Peter Parker!!!!" Natasha's roar echoed through several floors.

Peter was like an ordinary person blown unsteady by a hurricane, closing his eyes and wiping his face, saying: "Mutants also shouldn't bully waitstaff."

Natasha took several deep breaths. Shiler went to pour her a cup of water, placed it in front of her, then said: "Let's first ask the mutants' side."

Not long after, Professor X came pushing his wheelchair, followed behind by Phoenix Girl, Wolverine, and a host of other X-Men, a very familiar sight, making everyone in the room tense up.

"I'm sorry." Professor X said, "This is actually a misunderstanding."

"A misunderstanding?" Huolian Zhang, the most hot-tempered, spoke up, "Your school's students not only don't return to dorms at night, but also run to ordinary people's waitstaff to show off, if it weren't for us being there, he would have hit someone, you say it's a misunderstanding???"

After he said this, the X-Men behind him actually looked at him somewhat surprisingly, they all recognized him as Huolian Zhang, but didn't expect him to grasp the key point so well. First he spoke of the institute's students, then of not returning to dorms, putting fighting and such afterward, obviously for the students, these first points are more important, or saying fighting is an extension of not returning to dorms, actually implying the institute's management is irregular.

"This is indeed our fault." Professor X admitted, "We know we're currently receiving multiverse travelers, the X-Men never intended to cause trouble, students sneaking out, we're very sorry."

"But they weren't unreasonably making things difficult for the waitstaff." Professor X said, "A student ate seafood at the bar and felt unwell, he had no seafood allergy or such condition, so his companions suspected the seafood might not be fresh and called the waiter to inquire. Who knew the waiter had some discriminatory attitude toward mutants, assuming they were trying to get a free meal, they started arguing, which then escalated into physical conflict."

Professor X's prestige is still high, so people aren't worried he's lying on this issue. Also like Peter said earlier, the main reason for the improved security in Advance York City is that when major cases occur, there are many ways to gather evidence, making it impossible for the culprit to escape.

Although this brawl incident caused no casualties, it involved so many forces and even visitors from other universes, if truly investigated, it could definitely be traced down to the last detail, lying would be useless.

"How does he prove the seafood wasn't fresh?" Huolian Zhang asked again, "Maybe it's because he ate something else, and even if the seafood really wasn't fresh, you still can't beat people."

Peter tugged at him. Professor X said: "That waiter's words were somewhat disrespectful, but my student was indeed somewhat rash, I apologize to you on his behalf."

"What about him himself?" Peter frowned and said, "Although they were also injured, but only superficial wounds, not serious enough to prevent them from coming, right?"

After becoming a teacher, Peter also places special importance on these matters, students who make mistakes must apologize and compensate themselves, teachers can mediate, but cannot forcibly step in, otherwise students will never learn to take responsibility.

"He's in the hospital." Professor X said, "Not because of the fight, but because he ate something bad, starting from last night he's been vomiting and having diarrhea, now he's in the hospital getting an IV drip."

Huolian Zhang slightly opened his mouth, but then didn't know what to say. Actually in his stereotypical impression, besides spoiled seafood, generally no food would cause such diarrhea, maybe the bar really was at fault.

He turned his head to look at Peter and asked: "You're not a regular at that store, are you?"

"No, I told you, I often go to that unopened store." Peter lowered his voice, "These two stores are on the same street, I thought they were about the same..."

Shiler thought of a key question: "Which world is this store from?"

Peter was stunned, then said: "This still distinguishes worlds? Your bars, is there something different about them?"

"I'll investigate this." Carter walked over and said, "Whether it's the bar's spoiled food or mutants having a misunderstanding, neither is a reason for you to participate in this melee."

Huolian Zhang wiped his mouth with the back of his hand: "I'm going to find my sister."

Carter's heart tightened suddenly, then she said: "Wait a moment."

"Don't worry, I won't say much more." Huolian Zhang said, "Just my nephew can travel through time and space, I want to ask him what's going on."

After saying that, he just bumped past the line of people blocking the door and went out. The agent wanted to stop, but Carter signaled with her eyes not to block him, this guy now has connections—early on we should have refused to sign all those other Reed Richards.

Peter sighed and said: "Things have developed like this, I'm sorry, I will compensate the bar for its losses, is there anything else?"

Carter also knows this matter can't be further pursued, can only be left as is, so she shook her head and said: "Nothing, remember not to drink again afterward."

Peter nodded, looked at Shiler. Shiler and he walked out together. Peter let out a long sigh and said: "I should have listened to you, Professor, I shouldn't have drunk last night."

"You're all adults now, drinking a bit is fine, I just feel things are a bit coincidental."

"You mean this might be a trap aimed at us? If the other side were other people, I might think so, but mutants... this bunch is too uncontrollable, trying to use them is very hard, maybe it's just a misunderstanding after all."

"Let's hope so." Shiler said.

They all the way back to the hotel, Peter hungover, went back to rest, Shiler went straight to the breakfast hall to eat breakfast, then saw Selina, holding a wine glass and talking with Captain America about something.

After a while, Captain America left, Selina just held her wine glass and plate and sat down opposite Shiler: "Good morning, Professor."

Shiler laughed: "Looks like you're adapting well."

"What do you mean?" Selina stared with big eyes, evading the topic.

"When I first saw you yesterday, I still thought you were which noble lady."

"Maybe I just studied etiquette well." Selina still being stubborn.

"No, before you did those etiquettes, it was like being stuffed into a plastic bag with a cat, but now it's different, emanating elegance from inside and out, madam."

Selina first opened her mouth wide, then thought about the wording in her mind, simply said: "Alright, I'll admit, having money is really good."

"I don't like restraint, I don't like those etiquettes that are utterly useless, I think people don't need to live so exhaustingly. But, I do have to admit, I am indeed willing to compromise a little for this comfortable current life."

Selina made a tiny gesture with her finger: "Of course it could also be that I'm older, more mature. I've gradually realized that different social strata have different restrictions."

"When living at the bottom, I indeed could stand however, sit however, didn't need to wear those formal clothes, didn't need to make small talk with people, but, wanting to eat something good, I had to budget carefully, wanting to buy a pack of biscuits, I had to count the few coins in my hand."

"After entering high society, I need to attend banquets, need to socialize, need to deal with people I don't particularly like, but similarly, I live in a manor, every day I can eat delicious food, buying things doesn't require worrying about money, and I can spend lots of time doing what I want, instead of always trying to fill my stomach."

"Do you think..." Selina hesitated for a moment then said, "... that I'm spineless, not loyal or something?"

Shiler shook his head and said: "Do you want everyone to live like this?"

"Of course! My goodness, if I could let my former friends all live like this, that would be great." Selina clasped her hands longingly, "Unfortunately I don't believe in God, otherwise I would pray every day."

"This is a good thing, madam," Shiler said. "You must have wondered why a rich man's son like Bruce would genuinely devote himself to saving the poor, right?"

Selina nodded, then looked at him. Shiler continued: "The basis of their actions is that they know how well they live and how badly you live; they can recognize just how vast the gap between rich and poor truly is."

Selina fell thoughtful, and after a long pause she spoke: "When I was little, passing a bakery window, I would think that those rich people, at Christmas, could surely enjoy a whole loaf of bread all to themselves, without having to share with anyone."

Finishing, she gave a somewhat self-mocking laugh: "Back then I didn't even know there were so many feasts in this world; I only felt that being able to enjoy a whole loaf all to myself was the happiest thing imaginable."

"I couldn't perceive how well they lived, nor know how badly I lived, so I never once thought of changing it."

Selina wore a look of reminiscence: "Now, sitting at the dining table, I occasionally fall into a trance, realizing how vast the gulf is between what I once longed for and the real life of the rich. What I feel at that moment isn't happiness, but an indescribable... sadness."