Qin walked around behind him, looked at the table, and raised her slender eyebrows. "What did you get out this time? A... square?"
Peter Turn sideways.
In the center of the experimental table is a metal Cosmic Cube body with a side length of about ten centimeters and which is completely black. The surface is polished to a perfect fit, and the edges are rounded and chamfered. No matter which angle you look at, there is no gap in the joint.
"This is made of Vibranium." Peter explained, "I combined some of my knowledge of materials to make an absolutely closed storage box."
"Contain what?"
"Contain it."
Peter stretched out his hand and pressed it on the top of Cosmic Cube's body. The palm of his hand was slightly warm, and the box glowed with a faint blue light. He slowly injected a ray of magic power from his body into it, activated the secret runes engraved inside, and then read out his original real name in a clear and concise tone.
That's a string of syllables that simply cannot be repeated in English or any known language.
Qin blinked. "What did you say?"
"Voiceprint and real name password." Peter smiled.
The metal box was deconstructed and pulled back layer by layer like a precise mechanical flower, revealing a yellow gem lying quietly on the black velvet cushion inside. The soft and majestic golden light spread instantly, illuminating the entire laboratory.
Qin subconsciously narrowed her eyes. "What is this?"
"It's a long story, but it's very dangerous." Peter typed the Snap, and Vibranium closed the box again, and the golden light suddenly disappeared. "This thing will continue to radiate weak gamma rays and theta brain waves. People who know how to do it can track these fluctuations directly. As long as it is locked in this box, no instrument from the outside world can detect it at all."
Qin was a little skeptical. "But just relying on fingerprints, magic power and a voice password? Doesn't it sound too simple?"
"Can you please repeat the password I just read now?"
Qin opened her mouth and frowned tightly. "That's... uh... strange, why can't I remember it at all?"
"Because those are conceptual syllables that are obscured by cognition, even Mind Stone sensors cannot remember them." Peter smiled, "And even if someone can get my biological information, it is impossible to fake the completely consistent fluctuations of soul magic power."
"Magic?" Jean caught the word.
Peter raised his hand and waved lightly, and the heavy Vibranium box swayed into the air.
Qin took a breath. "Peter?! Are you Mutants too?"
"No, that's not the case." Peter called the box back into his hand, "Magic is an objectively existing law. Strictly speaking, anyone can learn Magic, but Mutants's X-Gene is like some kind of 'plug-in shortcut key', allowing you to bypass obscure spells and rituals and instinctively mobilize the power of a specific rule."
"Then can you read minds?"
"No, Magic in the spiritual dimension is too profound. I haven't figured out the way yet." Peter shrugged, "But a simple telekinesis trick like moving objects through the air is not difficult."
"So the mutant ability is actually some kind of Magic?"
"Essentially, it can be understood this way."
Qin rubbed her temples and sighed, "It's so early in the morning, I can't turn my head... According to what you said, Hogwarts is also true?"
"In reality, it's called Kamar-Taj, not Scotland, but Nepal." Peter replied seriously, "And the food there is not as rich as Hogwarts."
Qin almost spit out her coffee when she took a sip. "What?!"
Peter couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh, "When Johnny heard this, his reaction was exactly the same as yours."
The two stood side by side, with the morning light falling through the high windows of the basement, and the atmosphere gradually became warmer. Qin stared into his eyes, her eyes moved slightly, and she slowly leaned forward, as if she wanted to kiss him.
Peter's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively wanted to greet her, but another exquisite face suddenly flashed through his mind - the girl with long silver hair who lived in the room opposite her at the moment.
His body subconsciously took half a step back.
Qin's movements paused. She opened her eyes, and a hint of loss and worry appeared in her originally gentle emerald eyes. "What's wrong?"
Peter turned his head and rubbed his eyebrows. "I'm sorry... I don't know."
He did not get back together with Felicia·Hardy. These days Felicia was living peacefully in Xavier's mansion, helping to take care of the young students and trying to fit in here. But every time Peter opened the door, he could catch her looking at her, with cautious expectations hidden in it.
"It's still too early, isn't it?" Qin asked softly.
"I just... don't know how to face her." Peter sighed, "When I was about to die, she left. I know she regrets it, but I don't know if I can still trust her."
"How can you re-establish trust when you are not even willing to talk to her?" Qin put the coffee cup on the table and reached out to hold Peter's hand with sincere eyes, "Peter, she loves you deeply. To be honest, I miss the time when the three of us were together... but the person she cares about most is always you."
"It sounds like we are some kind of strange trio." Peter twitched at himself, "In this society, this kind of relationship is not very acceptable."
"Mutants is not very accepted by society either." Qin retorted with a smile.
Peter was silent for a moment and shook his head slightly. "I need time, Qin."
"What you need is not time, but communication." Qin raised her hands to hold his face, with a narrow look in her eyes, "It just so happens that Mutants high school has a graduation dance tonight. Except for you and Felicia, everyone else has to go... This means that you two are basically the only ones left in the entire mansion tonight."
Peter was stunned. "Did you do it on purpose?"
"Your smart head will definitely be able to come up with a solution." Qin pressed a kiss on his forehead, "Okay, hurry up and wash up and eat something. Although I like you very much, you look like a homeless man who stayed in the garbage dump for three days and three nights."
Peter laughed and was pulled out of the laboratory obediently, and the door was locked.
As soon as I walked through the corridor and arrived in front of the kitchen door on the first floor, a whole bowl of cereal whizzed towards Peter's face.
Peter swayed and easily avoided, and the porcelain bowl smashed into pieces on the wall behind.
"Kurt! Stop!" Evan's angry roar echoed in the living room.
Blue smoke exploded, and Kurt Wagner teleported to the end of the corridor out of thin air, making a funny face.
"Hey! Don't spill my breakfast!" Felicia's clear voice came from the kitchen.