Stand User in Marvel Universe

In the end, only the dean who took her in at the beginning has never given up on her, and although there are some minor troubles, it is not as evil as the outside rumors, until... those alien monsters arrive!

When the last harbour in her heart collapsed, the children, teachers, and deans of the orphanage all died in front of her, but she still survived as the only survivor there.

She finally collapsed on the spot!

In the days that followed, she avoided people and wandered around in a daze. Some bad guys wanted to arrest her, but she didn't resist. Anyway, those who dared to touch her would not end well in the end. Just go to hell with these bad guys.

That's what she thought, and that's how things went...

The group of people whose hands and feet were interrupted by Dio were actually the ones who had caught her for the tenth time, so there was no need to say anything about the result.

She thought that she would die one day.

But Dior's words aroused a little extravagant hope in her heart. If the old dean, if her parents were still alive, they wouldn't want to see her in this ghostly state.

So she cleaned herself up by the river with an uneasy mood, and then took the money to buy the cheapest clothes to put on. It may not be very rich to eat, but it has not been sour and smelly after a long time. Dinner, a piece of bread, a piece of ham.

Then I just stood there all night near the police station, and then...

Dior knew what happened next.

She also doesn't understand why she trusts a stranger who has only met twice, but since the first meeting yesterday, she has felt a sun-like warmth on Dio's body, and the closer she is, the closer she is. The feeling is more obvious.

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After listening to crystal's speech, Dior was a little unsure whether it was a coincidence or really because of some factor.

Fear is not enough, after all, these 'ordinary' accidents pose no threat to him at all.

To put it a little bit inflated, as long as he doesn't intentionally die, it's hard to die!

What he was thinking was whether this ability to spread doom around him might be an ability?

Because he suddenly thought of the explosive-headed woman in the Deadpool team. Her ability seems to be called super lucky. It belongs to the kind of special ability that leaves no body in the hail of bullets. Anyone who wants to harm her will be immediately subjected to various The interference of objective factors, either the foot slipped, or the bullet jammed, no matter how small the probability can be infinitely magnified by her.

Thinking about it carefully, when the afro-headed woman made herself very lucky, she was often accompanied by the bad luck of the people around her, but the bad luck was all enemies, and she didn't have any major negative effects on her own or innocent people. influences.

Do you feel that there are many similarities in such a comparison?

Doom and luck are not completely opposites. Making oneself more fortunate and making the enemy more unfortunate have no difference in results.

Because whether you are lucky or not is compared through the differences between individuals!

For example, when a person walks on the road and nothing happens, no one will think he is lucky in this situation?

But then another person walked on the same road and fell into the sewer. Do you think the previous person was lucky?

The people behind are unlucky?

So Dior, who saw the problem, couldn't tell which kind of thing happened to crystal, or it was just a coincidence.

But if her ability is really related to luck, will it help him when he is kryptonite?

Dio sympathized with her experience, but there are too many unfortunate people in this world, and he can help a few people even if he goes to help.

So he thinks it's better to be a practical person. After all, there is no love for no reason, nor hatred for no reason. You can't take her home and keep her because she is pitiful and cute. This is not some urban romance.

"You said this, aren't you worried that I will kick you out?"

"I don't want anything bad to happen to you, so I will leave. Thank you for listening to me. I won't bother you again in the future. Can I take this away?"

Crystal carefully held the can of Coke. Her past experiences had taught her to look at people's faces and not cause them trouble.

Dio's heart suddenly became a little irritable. He couldn't help recalling the scene that happened yesterday. At first, he just thought that the man who suddenly rushed in front of the car was safe, and he didn't think he would be hit by the car at all.

But looking back now, maybe at that time, with her eyes full of numbness, she might have thought, 'It'll be fine if this car is pushed over me'.

It was precisely because he was not afraid of death that he was forced to stop him.

"Can't you..." Crystal put down the Coke in her hand in disappointment, lowered her head and got up to leave.

At this time, Dior seemed to have made a decision and said: "Of course not, there is no free lunch in this world, if you help me clean the living room, I will allow you to take it away, if you do it well, maybe you can bring it with you. some bread."

"Really?"

At this moment, there seemed to be some light that dispelled the haze and confusion in front of her eyes.

Looking at Crystal who started cleaning very diligently, Dior seemed to see in her the motivation to live again.

"Do you want to give it a try? The risk doesn't seem to be as big as imagined." Dior, who was leaning on the sofa, was caught in a difficult choice.

It's just that no matter whether he wants to keep it or not, he can't let this potential danger leave freely. Once it falls into the hands of someone with ulterior motives, it might cause a lot of trouble, provided that she really does. have such ability.

So handing her over to S.H.I.E.L.D. is the last resort, but does that count as abandoning her again?

Headache, I knew I wouldn't go that way yesterday.

Having said that, why did he choose to go that way yesterday? Obviously, he usually takes a different path.

When Crystal finished cleaning and stood timidly aside, Dior suddenly said, "What kind of job are you looking for, aren't you afraid of affecting others?"

"I will find some temporary workers or jobs that don't need to be in contact with others. There should be no major bad luck in a short period of time. Once that happens, I will leave immediately." This kind of thing happens to me all the time, even if it is Even stupid people can come up with some rules.

That is to say, the bad luck she brings will not be fatal immediately, maybe she will just walk on a banana peel and fall down, but it will slowly increase over time until the people around her can no longer bear it?