Rebirth begins at Skull Island

Chapter 70 Xavier School for Gifted Boys

When Rhodes arrived at Xavier School for Gifted Boys, it was already dawn.

In the early morning, Rhode stepped off the plane in the clear air. The first thing he saw was a bald man in a wheelchair, wearing a suit and smiling, and behind him stood a tall woman in red.

It's Professor X and Jean Gray.

"Rod Smith? Welcome to Xavier Academy for Gifted Boys."

Obviously, Storm had communicated with the professor before she came back, and told the professor some basic information about herself.

Looking at the amiable bald man in front of him, Rhodes slightly leaned back vigilantly.

Although he knew that Professor

But unfortunately, Professor x has this ability.

Maybe seeing that Rhodes was a little afraid of him, Professor X comforted him softly:
"Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you."

For some reason, after the professor said this, Rhodes actually felt relaxed physically and mentally.

But immediately, he understood that this was the professor comforting himself.

In order not to go wrong, Rhodes nodded slightly following the professor's ability.

At this time, Cyclops got off the plane with the sleeping Wolverine and the motorcycle-shaped fender.

The professor watched the unmanned fender slowly coming behind Rhodes, smiled, and said to Storm:

"Ololo, you take them around."

"Okay, professor." Storm responded to the professor's arrangement, turned and looked at Rhodes, "Let's go, handsome boy."

It seems that the professor has important things to do next.

After Rhodes glanced at Wolverine, he turned his attention to Storm and nodded in response.

Next, Rhodes walked around the school with Storm.

There are green onions everywhere, grasslands, trees, flowers and springs.

Even if the old castle is excluded, the scenery here is first-class beautiful.

"How is it? Pretty?"

"Not bad." This is Rhodes' sincere praise, "It's just too spacious."

"No way, the number of mutants is not many, and even fewer are willing to come and learn." As she spoke, Storm sighed helplessly.

Rhodes was speechless because he knew it was true.

In fact, there are quite a few mutants. Just by name, he knows more than a dozen.

But these mutants all have their own ideas, and most of them don't agree with Professor's concept of harmonious coexistence between mutants and humans.

What they believe in is more the idea of ​​the supremacy of mutants like Magneto.

This is also one of the main reasons that directly led to the war between mutants and humans.

Thinking about all kinds of things that might happen in the future, Rhode fell into some kind of indescribable hesitation.

Now, when they turned a corner, an empty basketball appeared in Rhodes' sight, and there were a bunch of boys, big and small, playing basketball in the field.

"Hey! Pass the ball!"

The basketball was passed into the hands of a fat kid. He turned around and shot a jump shot. The basketball immediately came out of his hands, drawing a beautiful parabola in the air and flying steadily towards the basket.

Just as Rhodes was waiting for the ball to score, a short boy suddenly raised his hand!

In the next second, his hand quickly stretched high, like a piece of stretched plasticine, appeared in front of the basket, and hit the ball that was about to be thrown!

"Shhh! Foul! Interfering with the ball plus illegal use of abilities!"

A tall boy on the sidelines whistled to signal to those in the game that the goal was valid.

Rubber man?
interesting.

When the interest came, Rhodes walked towards the court unconsciously, and the Storm beside him smiled and followed.

As for the fender at the back, I don't know which corner I went to sleep for a long time.

"Hi! Here!"

"nice shot!"

"hey-hey!"

Rhodes, who approached the stadium, immediately felt a sense of familiarity. He went to college in his previous life, and he didn't have much impression of the classroom, but the memory of the stadium is quite deep.

At that time, the students took a basketball and ran to the court when they had nothing to do. It took an afternoon to play a dozen, each of them looked like a briquette, but they were very happy.

Think about it, it was all a matter of the previous life, and I don't know what happened to those classmates later.

After thinking about it, Rhodes was fascinated, and walked into the stadium inadvertently.

The person holding the ball on the court felt someone behind him, thought it was a teammate, and threw the ball away without even thinking.

"call out!"

The ball hit Rhodes quickly, but at this moment Rhodes was thinking about the past.

In a daze, he saw that the ball was about to hit Rhodes.

At this moment, a bright light flashed, and a short figure suddenly appeared beside Rhodes, reaching out to catch the basketball.

At this moment, Rhodes turned his head belatedly, and set his eyes on the short figure that suddenly appeared beside him.

An eight or nine-year-old black boy, wearing glasses, thin and frail, was holding the ball shyly at the moment and smiled, then turned around and blinked.

In the next instant, the boy had already appeared under the ball frame.

"Whoa~ wipe!"

When everyone was unprepared, the basketball was thrown into the hoop.

"Hey! Tommy! Didn't we promise not to use abilities!"

"that is!!"

"Shh!"

"Again! No one is allowed to use their abilities this time!"

During the conversation, the next game started again.

Off the field, Rhodes, who had returned, didn't seem to care about his affairs that no one took care of him, and he still watched with relish.

"That was little Tommy, 9 years old, I found him two years ago on a park bench in Brooklyn."

Storm's voice appeared beside Rhodes. He didn't turn his head, but followed Storm's voice and turned his gaze to the black boy again.

"It was winter and he wore even less clothes than he does now."

Now it is short sleeves, less than now, so it is a vest?
Rhodes couldn't imagine how a boy in a vest survived the winter in Brooklyn.

It must have been difficult.

He pursed his lips and said nothing.

At this time, the young man who was acting as a temporary referee on the sidelines saw Rhodes and Storm, and immediately set off and walked towards them.

When the young man approached, he opened his mouth to say hello.

"Hi, Mr. Monroe!"

"Hi, Bobby." Storm responded with a smile, then pointed to Rhodes beside him, "This is Rhodes."

The young man turned his gaze to Rhodes, glanced at him, and then stretched out his hand.

Shake hands?
Rhodes also stretched out his hand and held the opponent's hand.

At the moment of contact, Rhodes almost thought he was holding a piece of ice!
cold!

ice cream!

Seeing Rhodes' astonishment, the young man smiled even wider.

"Bobby Drake, of course, you can also call me Iceman."

(End of this chapter)