American Comics: Multiverse of Madness.

Chapter 8 Long Dead

Yes, kid!
Pietro's brows furrowed. After seeing the reminder given to him by Zhang Yi, he finally discovered something was wrong.

This orphanage is a little too quiet.

After entering the New Generation Church Welfare Institute, Pietro's heart has been in a state of high tension. He is different from Zhang Ye. He was born and raised in this world and he is more aware than Zhang Ye of those who are called 'same' as him. How broken the mutants are.

Although no one has seen Emma use her mutant abilities for a long time, there are rumors that Emma has given up her abilities and devoted herself to the church. However, Zhang Yi does not believe this. Peter Luo didn't believe it either.

Mutant ability cannot be regarded as a 'gift' to them, but more like a 'curse'.

Curse is not something that can be given up simply by giving it up.

With the high-speed operation of his brain, Pietro could sense a special magnetic field or an extremely special kind of telepathy when he stepped into the orphanage.

This kind of telepathy cannot be detected by ordinary people. It can only be detected by mutants like the White Queen or President X who are born with telepathic abilities, or when Pietro is running at high speed and his brain reacts strongly.

The silver figure disappeared in a flash, and Pietro appeared in the canteen of the orphanage in the blink of an eye.

“Not here”

Before he finished speaking, Pietro's figure disappeared again, leaving only his slightly hoarse voice that gradually dissipated.

As he walked through the orphanage, Pietro couldn't help but look a little ferocious. The telepathic feedback was getting more and more serious. If it only occasionally appeared in his ears at first, then as he ran at high speed, This energy seemed to 'come alive' and gradually focused on him.

"Not in the dormitory either, damn it"

Pietro rejected those inexplicable telepaths with instinctive disgust. He tried to fully enter the state of searching for those children so that he would not be affected by that energy, but he soon discovered that he had already I'm in the midst of those weird energies.

In the world at high speed, everything is at a standstill. In the past, when Pietro was running, there was only the whistling and noisy sound of wind in his ears, but now, Pietro was horrified to find that everything around him was changing. .

It was a substance that kept pouring out of the white mist, like mud floating in mid-air, like asphalt rolling under high temperatures. They were everywhere and more and more, and when Pietro thought When I looked at them, I found that they were not there.

It's something that keeps coming out and disappearing, like Schrödinger's cat.

Originally Pietro didn't want to pay attention to them, or Pietro wanted to take the initiative to ignore their existence, but soon, those 'energy' spread wantonly, and focused on Pietro, and quickly enveloped him .

As if being touched by a slime or other mollusk, Pietro shivered all over. It was a creepy feeling. It was hard for Pietro to imagine how the other party could catch him while he was running at high speed. my own.

The next moment, a whisper sounded slowly, as if someone was whispering in his sleep, and kept wandering in Pietro's ears. It was a voice that had no logic or useful information at all. Pietro only felt that Negative energy emotions such as irritability and restlessness emerge.

"Not even in the monastery! Damn it, isn't it Sunday? Why is the choir room empty?"

To be honest, if it weren't for the hope that Zhang Yi brought him, Pietro would just want to run all the way to the top of the Himalayas, as far away from here as possible.

Since being captured by President He is also weird.

Obviously, this is a more twisted and chaotic affair, which brings fear, fantasy, claustrophobia and other negative energies that try to drive people crazy.

Although ordinary people cannot detect it, the long-term influence will eventually lead to one day, when people step into the realm of the welfare home, the most basic order will be stripped from their eyes, and finally it will be occupied by distortion and chaos.

"Maybe I should change my mind." Pietro gave up the plan to stop again. After searching almost all the rooms in the orphanage, he found that there was no trace of any children in this empty building. .

The only clue is...
Closing his eyes, Pietro suppressed the feeling of nausea and began to actively contact the telepathy.

"Come on, tell me, where are you all?" On the other side, the exchange between Zhang Yi and Emma seemed more and more cheerful.

No matter in any world, being able to communicate with a charming and intellectual woman is a joyful thing.

However, there was no slack in Zhang Yi's heart. He was always on alert. Whenever he felt the slightest feeling of being invaded by telepathy, Zhang Yi would immediately take out the gun from his sleeve and give the beautiful woman in front of him a hard blow. .

"Where did we talk? Oh yes, this unparalleled monastery, Emma, ​​I remember you even spent all your family property to build this place, this is simply a thing. I mean you are really admirable, What you said in the newspaper before, 'Everything we do is for the next generation' is so good that I still remember it.

I couldn't sleep before I came here. Your existence makes me infinitely admired. I even read all the reports about you. It is simply an honor for me to interview you. "

"Everyone is special, Zhang. To me, you are also a very interesting reporter. After the interview is over, would you like to stay here and try the lunch of our welfare home?"

"Lunch? Oh yes yes of course I'd love to have lunch with you, I'd do anything for you!"

An honest smile appeared on Zhang Yi's face. He was like a fan who was getting in touch with his idol at the moment, wanting to get close but not daring to get too close.

Suddenly, Zhang Yi raised his head, looked at the smiling Emma and asked curiously. "Emma, ​​where are the children in the orphanage?"

"What?" Emma was stunned for a moment, not reacting to Zhang Ye's sudden change of topic.

"Isn't this a welfare home? Where are the children?" Zhang Yi blinked and added. "I want to interview them by the way. After all, the editor-in-chief gave me a big section this time."

"Children, yes, they should be attending morning classes at this time. Sister Lisa takes the children to morning classes every day." The smile on Emma's face did not diminish.

As if to confirm this, a faint recitation came from a distant classroom.

Zhang Yi turned his head and looked in the direction of the classroom.

"Would you like to have a look? The children will like you very much." Emma tilted her head and invited kindly.

But after listening to Emma's words, the smile on Zhang Yi's face, which was facing away from Emma, ​​slowly faded and turned serious and cold.

"no need."

As he spoke, Zhang Yi raised his left hand, and instantly, a particle beam converged from Zhang Yi's palm.

pong!

click-

The palm cannon hit 'Emma' directly on the body, and then, a sound similar to a broken mirror exploded in Zhang Yi's ears.

The sound of an object falling to the ground followed soon after. Zhang Yi turned around, hiding the arms of the steel suit in his sleeves, and stared at 'Emma' who fell on the ground.

"You cheated on my feelings, Emma."

It was a long-dead mummy. A palm-sized hole was created in her chest under the bombardment of the palm cannon. Judging from the appearance, she had been dead for a long time. Even the clothes on her body were rotten and exuded some traces of... The rotten stench.

"I guess you are that Sister Lisa."

After staring at the corpses for a while, Zhang Yi slowly took out the photos taken earlier in the morning from the camera. What appeared on the photos were two desiccated corpses with lifeless eyes.

(End of this chapter)