The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

Most mutants look no different from ordinary people when they are not using their powers, but there are also special groups like Beast.

Ordinary mutants can still disguise themselves as humans when they are not using their powers, but these mutants cannot. If they awaken their powers after adulthood, it's still manageable because they at least have the ability to take care of themselves. But if they awaken their powers in childhood, it's a disaster.

Because the discrimination these mutants face far exceeds that of ordinary mutants, sometimes even some mutants will cast strange glances at them.

Seeing Yang Le's exposed skin, Scott immediately understood why Yang Le was wrapped so tightly. This obviously unusual skin was not something ordinary people could have.

"Sorry," Scott honestly apologized, finding it hard to imagine what Yang Le, with his unusual appearance, had suffered.

"It's nothing," Yang Le quickly rolled his sleeves back down, acting out the part of a sensitive person perfectly.

Gambit also put away his cynicism and walked up to Yang Le in a familiar manner, saying, "Sorry, brother. You know our situation is special, so we have to be careful. Let's not talk about those sad topics. What is your ability?"

Gambit flipped his wrist, and several playing cards appeared in his hand.

"My ability is to turn these little things into bombs, but don't worry, they are harmless now."

Yang Le didn't speak, but raised his hand and aimed it at the potted plant by the bed. Under the gaze of Scott and Gambit, the originally dying plant suddenly became lush and green. Not only that, but the plant also quickly grew to a size it could never naturally reach.

"Wow!" Gambit looked at the potted plant in surprise. "No wonder you wanted to apply for the gardener position. It would be a waste of your talent if you didn't do this."

Scott's voice trembled, obviously his heart was also very uneasy: "Is your ability to control plant growth?"

"Yes," Yang Le scratched his head, acting like he was not used to praise. "I can control plants, including making them grow."

"Can you control all plants?" Scott asked expectantly.

"I've tried all the plants on the market, and I haven't encountered one that I can't control yet," Yang Le said, puffing out his chest slightly as he spoke, looking very proud.

"You came at the right time, brother," Gambit couldn't help but put his arm around Yang Le's shoulder. "You are simply our savior."

In order not to attract too much attention, Yang Le had deliberately reduced his height. Otherwise, with Swampfire's height of over two meters, the 1.9-meter-tall Gambit wouldn't be able to reach his shoulder. Now Yang Le's height is only about 1.8 meters, within the range of ordinary people.

"So, does that mean I passed?" Yang Le asked.

"I think so," Scott said with a smile, taking out a form and handing it to Yang Le. "We are in dire need of talents like you."

Yang Le looked at the form Scott handed over with some embarrassment.

"Sorry, I can't write."

This wasn't Yang Le deliberately trying to gain sympathy. Yang Le was originally a college student who didn't even know how to pass Level 4 English. His vocabulary could be said to be pitifully small, and he relied entirely on the Omnitrix's built-in translation function for daily communication.

In Yang Le's view, since there was a translation function, what was the point of learning English? An ancient person once said: "Study? Study my ass!"

This coincided with Yang Le's thoughts. Although Yang Le had learned many languages in the forms of high-intelligence aliens such as Grey Matter, those were all knowledge belonging to those forms. In order to protect the wearer's brain from damage, under Yang Le's settings, this knowledge was generally stored in the cloud of the relevant alien and bound to the genes.

And Yang Le in human form was just a blockhead a little stronger than Ben Tennyson. (laughs)

However, just a sentence of not being able to write was, in Scott and Gambit's eyes, an epitome of Yang Le's discriminated life. He had not even experienced basic education, how pitiful!

"Don't worry, brother, everything will be alright," Gambit patted Yang Le on the shoulder. "It's okay if you can't write, Scott can help you. He likes doing this clerical work the most."

"That's debatable," Scott shook his head helplessly. "But like Remy said, I can help you fill out the form. If you are willing, you can also go to the academy to study, and we will teach you knowledge."

"I will," Yang Le nodded, and then began to fill out the form, of course, Yang Le spoke, and Scott wrote.

"First, your name?" Scott looked at Yang Le.

Yang Le didn't intend to say his real name. After all, a Chinese name was still too conspicuous in the United States and it would be easy to reveal something. Of course, he couldn't just make up a name, otherwise it would be bad if he didn't react when others called his name. At this time, the nickname Gwen gave him came in handy.

"Harley," Yang Le said. "No surname."

"Uh, okay," Scott was sweating profusely, feeling like every sentence he asked could accurately step on a landmine. Gambit, who was standing aside, also lost his mood for joking and was just playing with the playing cards in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

In the following time, Scott asked a question, and Yang Le answered, and there were no more landmines. Being too miserable would only arouse suspicion, so it was enough to stop at the right time.

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"Okay, Harley, is it okay if I call you that?" Scott asked while sorting out the documents.

"Of course," Yang Le nodded.

"Let me reintroduce myself, I'm Scott Summers," Scott stood up and extended his right hand. "Just call me Scott, we will be colleagues from now on."

After Yang Le shook hands with Scott, Gambit immediately came up and said, "Remy Etienne LeBeau, just call me Remy, nice to meet you."

"You too."

After the three exchanged greetings for a while, Scott and Gambit took Yang Le away from the container-transformed cabin and walked towards the seaside, while introducing Yang Le to everything about the Eisenhardt Academy.

"That is the paradise for mutants," Gambit raised his hands high and gestured to Yang Le constantly. "There will be no more discrimination or persecution there. You don't have to worry about being shot while you are asleep. It is definitely much better than your life outside."

Scott also smiled: "Just like Remy said, we are all the same kind here. You can even take off your disguise, and no one will be afraid of you."

"But the only drawback is that you can't get enough to eat," Gambit sighed, and then became inexplicably excited. "But when you come, hunger will be a thing of the past, and those children will be able to eat a full meal."