Vector Control Marvel - Chapter 1
Chapter 1: Ah, bald!
His body is full of heat, but it cannot radiate with the sweat, and the depression is stuffed in the body, as if a heavy object is pressed on the chest. At this time, a little guy lying on the bed with closed eyes, but the face is uncomfortable. It is obvious.
He has a fever!
Between half asleep and half awake, the consciously side of the bed, he only felt an old pair of hands stroking his head, and in the process, these hands were still beating his forehead.
At this time, Sam wanted to do something, but his body seemed to be out of control and could not move at all, just like his soul was trapped in his body.
This feeling was uncomfortable, making him feel as if he had returned to the time when he had just passed through. He was obviously mature, but was limited by the baby’s weak constitution, let alone activities, even thinking is a huge burden, I can only eat and sleep every day, and spend my first time stiffly.
Sam’s consciousness could only struggle desperately, trying to regain control of his body. With his efforts, he finally controlled his eyes and open with difficulty.
In this dim and blurred vision, Sam first saw a bright old man with a bald head. He was wearing a suit and was pressing on Sam’s chest. He touched with his old but white hand. The head is knocking from time to time.
Sam wanted to see his face clearly, but he could only look at it vaguely. When Sam opened his eyes, the old man with a vague face seemed to notice this, and showed a weird smile!
“Ah!” Sam shouted and opened his eyes.
“What’s the matter with you, boy?” At this moment, a gentle woman’s voice came, and a pair of warm hands gently grasped Sam, trying to appease him.
The bald old man in sight had disappeared, and a blonde woman appeared in front of him. She looks like she is in her fifties, and it is difficult to conceal the wrinkles in the corners of her eyes with careful maintenance, but the beauty of milfs can still be seen when she is young.
“Ms. Emma, it is you.” Seeing the blond lady, Sam was relieved, and then said apologetically.
“Sorry, I had a nightmare.”
“It’s okay, child.” Ms. Emma shook her head, and the gentle smile on her face was still the same as before. This was a gentle and kind lady.
As the director of the Howard Welfare Institute, she treats every child who comes here with the same gentleness, and takes care of them like a mother. Even if he is nearly eighteen years old like Sam, he won’t jealous of her tenderness and love.
“Sam, can you tell me the dream you just dreamed?” Ms. Emma said, holding Sam.
“In fact, there is nothing to say, just dreaming of a strange bald …” Sam said casually.
“Bald? What kind of bald man?” Ms. Emma continued to ask.
“That’s … I remember …” Sam scratched his head, seemingly forgotten, and seemingly difficult to express.
“Is that so?” Under Sam’s gaze, Ms. Emma suddenly scrub his hairs, exposing a weird smile like the bald old man.
“Ah, bald!” Sam shouted and got up from the bed.
At the same time, a scared voice came from a young girl.
Sam turned his head and looked. This is a young girl wearing dark blue jeans and a black leather jacket. She looks like fifteen or sixteen years old and has long dark brown hair. Although her body is not fully developed yet, But the curve is already very obvious.
“It’s Kitty, why are you here, Cough Cough…”
Sam said with a cough, the memory reflowed into the brain, but the heat and chest tightness in the dream did not improve in the slightest, because he really had a fever.
“Ms. Emma, let me look at you and tell me to wait until you wake up and eat the medicine.” The girl named Kitty also calmed down at this time, put a glass of water and a few tablets. The medicine was handed over to Sam.
“You’re welcome, we’re friends.” Watching the side take the water glass and medicine, Kitty had turned around and sat back at the table, knocked the keyboard blankly.
“The WIFI in your room is really the best signal in the whole welfare home, which is really enviable.”
He was somewhat skeptical that the reason why this young girl would look at him with patience was not because of the request of Ms. Emma and the many years of troubled friendship in the orphanage, but purely for the net.
“Have a nightmare?” The keyboard stopped suddenly, and the girl turned slightly to ask.
“Well, and it’s a two hundred percent horrible dream, cough!” Sam coughed and said, gritting his teeth.
“What’s the dream, just now you have been talking in a dream, and you kept saying, ‘Bald, so scary bald!’.” Kitty looked at Sam, although her face did not change much, but her eyes were curious. It’s hard to hide.
“If you don’t have a bald head before me, we are still friends.” Sam said with annoyance. I don’t know what happened these days. I have nightmares every day, and I always saw a bald head.
Could I be entangled by the bald evil spirit…
“Would you like to see a doctor? You are having fever for several days,” Kitty asked.
“Forget it, it’s too much trouble.” Sam shook his head. “There is a private clinic near here. If it is not an acute disease, I will book appointment after two or three days wait.”
“It’s okay. I just hacked the computer in that clinic. If you want to go, you can definitely rank first in the appointment.” Kitty said, unchanged.
Sam is still very clear about Kitty’s hacking technology, but after thinking about it, Sam still refused.
“Forget it, I just have a low fever, it didn’t even reach 39 degrees, it’s okay to take some medicine, and …” Sam suddenly sighed, showing bitterness Smile.
“You should know that I will be an adult in more than half a month. If it wasn’t because I was sick, I would have left the orphanage now. The money in the orphanage is not enough to spend, so I can save a little, It’s worth ten dollars to register. Although there is medical insurance, medical insurance is not free.”
“Just whatever you want.” After listening to Sam, Kitty turned her head and focused her attention on the computer.
The clattering of the keyboard sounded, and it sounded like a lullaby on the side of the road. It seemed that the medicine was coming up. I hope that after the sleep, the fever can completely recede.
There is also … Don’t let me dream about bald heads, I hate bald heads.
Ten minutes later, Kitty stopped her movements and frowned at the side Sam in the bed, at this time Sam was muttering in a dream; “Bald head… Die!”
At the same time, in a seemingly ordinary school underground, in a huge spherical metal room, a bald old man in a suit and a wheelchair was taking off an instrument helmet from his head.
“Professor, have you found the awakened child.” Behind him, a man with glasses like a scanner came over at this time and asked with concern.
“I found it, but I didn’t find it.” The bald old man rubbed his eyebrows with some tiredness, and according to his mental strength, he used the brain wave enhancer once. He would never be so tired, but this child is different.
“He is special. He can shield my strength, my mental power cannot enter his brain and complete the dialogue with him, and even because of his ability to interfere, my positioning distance is a bit vague.”
“So this child’s ability is spiritual.” Listening to the bald old man, the man said thoughtfully.
“No.” Professor Bald shook his head.
“Although I don’t know what his ability is, in my experience his ability should have nothing to do with the spiritual department. We should find him as soon as possible. He is very unstable.
I can feel that the child is very impatient now. I tried to soothe him, but it didn’t seem to have much effect, so I could only try to find his place and talk to him in person.”
Although a little tired, Professor picked up his helmet again.
“Professor, let’s go to rest. In order to find this child, you have been exhausting your mental energy for several days.” Watching his teacher pick up the helmet again, the man finally couldn’t help it.
“Professor, I don’t understand that there are many mutants in this world. Although our goal is to help those who are in difficulty. But there are still many mutants who do not need our help and they can survive among ordinary people.
And why are you so obsessed with a mutant child who has not yet fully awakened, maybe he doesn’t need our help so urgently.”
“Scott.” Professor looked at the best student of his own.
“Whether the child needs our help or not, we have to find him, because I said just now that he is special.”
After being silent for a while, Professor Bald continued to explain: “I can vaguely feel that the power of this child is far worse than that of my old friend through the brain wave amplifier.”
Scott heard a sigh of relief and said in an incredible voice. “Professor, you mean …”
“Yes, this child is most likely a fifth-level mutant.” Professor Bald said, and took the helmet back.
“We must find this child as soon as possible, at least before my old friend Magneto finds him.”