Chapter 274 Stable Life and Mission
Time flies like water. A week has passed since the first distribution of the treehouse. It has to be said that Yang Le has had a very fulfilling week, quite different from before.
In Universe 65B, Yang Le lived a relatively leisurely life, picking up Gwen from school, occasionally dealing with a few criminals, and having parties with Peter and the others. These activities only occupied a small portion of Yang Le's time. For the vast majority of the remaining time, Yang Le could only live like a (Otaku), passing the time with games and such. At first, it was somewhat interesting, but later he inevitably felt bored.
As for the other universes he visited later, Yang Le was always on the road resolving matters, incredibly rushed. Or, he was racking his brains to strategize and plan to achieve certain purposes, which was both exhausting and mentally draining.
However, this new Universe 9527 is different. There are things to do every day, but no one is urging him. Yang Le is engaged in sowing work, which is quite the character-building experience.
Of course, even though his own days were going well, Yang Le didn't forget Gwen, who was studying in New York. He contacted her almost every night. The day before yesterday, he even secretly returned home to see Gwen. Naturally, as Spider-Woman, Gwen certainly didn't need to be worried about. She had already become one of the most popular figures at Midtown High School.
This wasn't difficult for Gwen. Her intelligent mind made her grades top-notch. Spider ability gave her physical ability far surpassing an ordinary person. And her unintentionally displayed musical talent made becoming famous on campus as easy as pie.
Not to mention, the suitors Gwen had rejected could already form a football team, and that didn't even include females and other genders. In Gwen's eyes, these people were just children. Having seen big scenes, she only found them childish.
But Gwen still made some new friends she could chat with. In fact, as long as your strength is strong enough, people will naturally flock to you. Now Gwen could talk to anyone. Even the teachers were kind to Gwen. After all, who doesn't like a cute and smart student?
As for Gwen's identity, Yang Le arranged for her to be from an ordinary middle-class family. The information was all handled by a Galvanic Mechamorph. The forged data was conceived by Grey Matter. Except for some exceptionally skilled individuals, no one would be able to see that this information is fake.
So now, not only Yang Le, but even Gwen was very satisfied with her new life and was thriving. In Yang Le's hometown, she would definitely be considered a top student.
Pulling back his wandering thought, Yang Le refocused his gaze on the farmland before him. Yesterday, Gambit and the others went out shopping and brought back many seeds, including quite a few common fruit seeds. Today, Yang Le planned to section off a piece of land to plant them and then slowly cultivate them.
Yang Le walked across the wide farmland, searching for a suitable place to plant fruit. Magneto had designated this entire area nearby to him, allowing him to engage in large-scale agriculture. Magneto even told Yang Le that if the land wasn't enough, just tell him, and he would grab some more from somewhere else and piece it together for Yang Le.
Domineering!
Walking and stopping, Yang Le finally found a good spot. Spreading out his palm, dozens of seeds squeezed out from his palm. For convenience, Yang Le had long since hidden these seeds inside his body, placing them with the seeds he had modified.
Picking out a seed, Yang Le buried it in the soil. With the activation of Swampfire's abilities, a sprout broke through the soil, and in the blink of an eye, it grew into a sky-reaching tree. In the next moment, more than a dozen large, red fruits appeared on the treetops.
A high-quality apple tree, cultivated by Yang Le in just a few seconds. It must be said that many alien heroes in the Omnitrix, even when not used for combat, have many remarkable abilities.
Take Swampfire for example. An apple tree like this would normally take years from growth to fruiting, but Swampfire could compress this time to just a few seconds.
A high-quality fruit tree might take generations to cultivate, but for Swampfire, he could freely control the sweetness and acidity of the fruit. He could even make it a bit salty if he wanted. Even making apple trees bear watermelons wasn't impossible.
Yang Le reached out and picked an apple, removed his mask, and took a bite. This was to test the sweetness. Although Florauna could survive through photosynthesis, those with mouths could certainly also eat food.
"Is it a little too sweet?" Yang Le frowned. Apples should be sweet and sour to be delicious. Pure sweetness was too one-dimensional.
Just as Yang Le was considering adding some acidity to the fruit, a sound came from the distance.
"Hey! Happy Uncle!"
Yang Le's eyebrows furrowed. He was all too familiar with this sound. Putting on his mask and turning around, it was indeed Jubilee. Behind her were other children from the Academy.
Seeing Jubilee, Yang Le felt a headache coming on. Although this child was ethnically Chinese, she was an American-born Chinese who had grown up in America. She knew nothing about Yang Le's hometown. Naturally, the two didn't have much common language. Not to mention, this child's palate was completely American.
But this wasn't the reason for Yang Le's headache. The real reason was that this child talked way too much. She liked to run over to Yang Le's place whether there was business or not. At first, Yang Le was still happy, but after a while, this little machine gun became a bit noisy.
Yang Le couldn't bear to drive away this child who had been abandoned by her parents, so he could only constantly use things grown in the farmland to shut her up. Sure enough, as soon as there was food to eat, Jubilee would stop talking, so Yang Le always fed Jubilee food.
This was exactly what Jubilee wanted, so she was even more willing to run to Yang Le's place. Who told Yang Le to always give her food? Unknowingly to Yang Le, this vicious cycle was thus established.
"What's wrong, Jubilee?" Yang Le asked. Although others were more inclined to call her by another name, Yang Le still preferred to call her Jubilee, considering it a kind of remembrance.
"We just finished our morning classes." Jubilee grinned like a tomboy. "There's still some time before lunch, so I planned to come to Happy Uncle's place to check things out."
Because Yang Le had covered his body, the others couldn't tell his age. However, they had learned from Scott that Yang Le had falsely reported his age as 30 years old. However, children generally called Yang Le "Mr.", only Jubilee familiarly called Yang Le "Uncle."
"Hungry again?" Yang Le looked amused at Jubilee, who was giving him a flattering smile. "It just so happens that I have newly cultivated apple trees here. You guys can help me evaluate them."
"Yes! Thank you so much, Happy Uncle!" Jubilee jumped up happily. She had seen the fruit trees next to Yang Le earlier and was just waiting for Yang Le to offer. She hurriedly wanted to climb up the fruit tree to pick them.
Yang Le shook his head and used his powers to lower the fruit tree's altitude. In the blink of an eye, a three or four-meter fruit tree turned into a ground-hugging bush. Jubilee cheered and called her partners to pick fruits. The others had also been craving them for a while and thanked Yang Le one after another before running to pick fruits.
Only one person didn't run to pick fruits. Instead, he walked to Yang Le's side. Metal skin, sturdy figure, it was Colossus, who had earned his nickname early due to his overly long name.
"What's wrong, Piotr?" Yang Le asked.
"Mr. Grey Matter," Colossus first nodded respectfully. Then he said,
"Professor Xavier is looking for you about something. It seems to be about rescuing other teammates."
(End of Chapter)