Reborn with Steve Stand

Chapter 695: Fang Mo's spoiling Logan haha

"... Fuck?!"

After hearing Xiao Yao's description of the new module, Fang Mo was clearly astonished.

After the explanation, Fang Mo finally realized that his previous thoughts were entirely wrong. The most impressive aspect of this so-called Tinkers' Construct material module wasn't the materials themselves, but rather a kind of tool called the ring.

Who would have thought of that?

But just as his little partner mentioned.

This is the real world, and he is not like Steve, a game character with only an accessory slot.

Even though Fang Mo's essence had long since transcended into something beyond display data, fortunately, his appearance still resembled a human and indeed had ten fingers.

This is completely different from Steve.

Steve's accessory slot may appear to have seven spaces, but it consists of a single necklace, belt, headpiece, body armor, amulet, and two ring slots, meaning Steve can wear at most two rings.

Uh… it is indeed a single, unbranched pillar.

But this 'accessory slot' setup seems to be designed this way in many games.

Take the continent of Arad next door, for example. Adventurers can only wear one ring, one bracelet, and one necklace. Isn't this looking down on us adventurers too much? If you dared to open ten ring slots, players would surely show off with all 15 red-lettered inscriptions.

After all, today is also a day filled with 70,000 charges!

"Ten ring slots…"

Thinking of this, Fang Mo glanced down at his own hand, already adorned with three rings: the Arcane Ring, the Void Ring, and the Crimson Ring.

"So, I can still wear seven more rings?"

Recalling the various features in the Tinkers' Construct manual, Fang Mo couldn't help but laugh, "Good heavens, I'll have to join the Ten Rings Gang. Maybe I'll even wear two on my feet…"

"Your vision is too narrow."

Sitting on the sofa, Xiao Yao couldn't help but interject, "If you had a broader vision… you could actually wear twenty-one rings."

"… Huh?"

Fang Mo frowned upon hearing this, instantly realizing what she meant and retorted angrily, "A broader vision with a smaller scale, right? Do you really think I lack that one ring slot?"

"I didn't say that."

Xiao Yao immediately turned her head away, "You said it yourself."

"Alright, so this is how we play, huh?" Fang Mo approached menacingly, "Then I have to explain to you what a Crystalline Ring is…"

"I… I just remembered I didn't turn off my MOX high-temperature reactor…"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yao panicked, instinctively shrinking back, "No, I have to go back and check."

"It's fine, no high-temperature reactor is hotter than you inside."

As Fang Mo spoke, he grabbed her wrist. Xiao Yao's body stiffened slightly, but before Fang Mo could make any other moves, footsteps suddenly came from the kitchen, followed by Ah Xue's voice.

"Master, madam, it's time for lunch."

"Coming!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yao, like seeing a savior, jumped off the sofa and ran towards the dining table.

"Tch…"

Fang Mo pouted slightly, but said nothing more, turning to call Momo and Little Cheems, as the descendant of the world's number one foodie nation, he still valued eating very much. Food, like certain things, is best enjoyed hot.

Even though it was just an ordinary lunch.

Ah Xue still made about seven or eight dishes, which looked quite sumptuous.

With the binge-eating and overeating functional modules, he could eat as much as he wanted, so waste was not a concern. Besides, there was also a little ender dragon here. This little one was like Kanna, a real big eater.

So the meal was quickly finished.

After eating and drinking, Xiao Yao tried to find an excuse to slip away.

However, Fang Mo firmly held her in place, saying he wouldn't bully her for now. Since it was rare to visit the X-Men world, it would be a pity to leave without experiencing it. So why not take the opportunity to explore during the last day?

After receiving Fang Mo's assurance, Xiao Yao breathed a sigh of relief and agreed.

Taking advantage of the afternoon, Fang Mo took her around to explore the Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters.

Although claiming to be a homebody, experiencing movie scenes in person felt quite wonderful. Fang Mo observed his little partner, finding her quite happy, holding his hand and wanting to see everything.

It seemed that for her, movie dungeons were more attractive than anime ones.

Of course, there were some minor episodes during this period.

"Hey, dummy."

As they were walking, Xiao Yao suddenly seemed to think of something and looked up at Fang Mo: "Can I take a look at the brainwave amplifier? Also, the actor in the wheelchair should be Stewart, right? Can I see him too?"

"Uh... actually, you can't."

Fang Mo, feeling a bit embarrassed, scratched his head when he heard this.

"Why not?"

Xiao Yao blinked curiously: "Are they not letting you in? If you're not familiar with them, then forget it..."

"Who dares to stop me? Do they want to live?"

Fang Mo, upon hearing this, was immediately displeased. However, just as he was halfway through his sentence, his demeanor suddenly shifted, and he mumbled: "But, uh, the brainwave amplifier... it's indeed broken. The aftermath of my fight with the Dark Phoenix shattered it."

"Huh?"

Xiao Yao was slightly stunned: "You fought the Dark Phoenix at the X-Mansion? Didn't you follow the original storyline?"

"Follow what?"

Fang Mo couldn't help but roll his eyes and curse: "I was following the X1 storyline just fine, but then something went wrong, and the villain from X2... that Stryker, suddenly invaded out of nowhere. I had just dealt with that when the Dark Phoenix suddenly awakened."

"I see... that might be some butterfly effect."

Xiao Yao thought for a moment and said: "Maybe you caused too much commotion last time, affecting the subsequent plot."

"Maybe."

Fang Mo sighed. To be honest, rushing through the trilogy felt a bit too hasty; he had initially planned to savor the experience.

"By the way, what happened to the Dark Phoenix in the end?"

Xiao Yao suddenly asked: "Weren't you obsessed with sword forging? Did you seal the Phoenix Force into a sword?"

"Uh... I gave her to Charles as a seat warmer."

Fang Mo's gaze seemed a bit evasive.

"???"

Xiao Yao was clearly puzzled: "What do you mean you gave her to Charles as a seat warmer?"

"Ahem, here's the thing. I made a golden toilet..." Fang Mo wiped his face and briefly explained his glorious deed: "...so that's what happened. I promised Charles a golden toilet last time, and I had to keep my word."

"...Wow."

Xiao Yao didn't know what to say.

"It's not my fault." Fang Mo said helplessly, spreading his hands: "The Phoenix Force is too weak, just a toy. It's useless to me, not even as strong as my fart."

"You've never used your fart to blow anything up..."

"Do you want to insult me again!?"

"Alright, alright."

Xiao Yao turned her head away and changed the subject: "But honestly, the old Phoenix isn't even fit to carry the new Phoenix's shoes. The new Phoenix might have a weak storyline, but the Phoenix Force setting is still quite strong."

"Hmm? You've seen the Dark Phoenix movie?"

Fang Mo was stunned for a moment, but quickly remembered and said: "Oh right, you died late... it's normal if you've seen it. What's the general storyline of the new movie?"

"I didn't die!"

Xiao Yao couldn't help but retort, then continued to explain: "In short, the Phoenix awakens, and a group of alien jerks wants to seize the Phoenix Force or something. Oh, and Mystique dies... the plot is weak, but the character portrayal is decent. Why don't you come into my dream tonight and watch the movie?"

"Oh, that works."

Fang Mo nodded, acknowledging that Nyarlathotep's teaching on operating within dreams was indeed quite convenient.

Now, he and the other party could share memories through dreams.

As they chatted, they walked a considerable distance within the academy.

Initially, they were on the playground, but now they had almost reached the other side of the manor.

At this moment, Fang Mo noticed several trucks approaching from a distance. They seemed to be loaded with a large amount of construction materials and various saplings, likely for the restoration of the manor. Nearby, a group of workers and students were busy.

This was unavoidable.

Although Fang Mo's main battlefield with the Dark Phoenix wasn't here, the impact of the recent battle was significant. Additionally, Stryker's previous invasion left the surroundings of the X Academy looking like they had been bombarded multiple times. It definitely needed a thorough reconstruction.

Restoring the facilities around the academy sounded like a normal thing to do.

But soon after, Fang Mo noticed Logan jumping out of one of the trucks.

"Hmm?"

Seeing Logan not far away, Fang Mo was momentarily stunned. He hadn't expected Logan to come for the reconstruction; he thought Logan had gone off with the others on diplomatic missions.

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Yao noticed Fang Mo's reaction and looked at him curiously.

"Come on, let me take you to see Hugh Jackman."

Fang Mo chuckled, grabbed his partner's hand, and walked forward, quickly arriving at the material storage area.

"Hey, Logan, busy?"

As soon as Fang Mo approached, he greeted Logan proactively.

"What do you want this time?"

Logan, who was previously directing workers while using his claws to help cut wood, heard Fang Mo's annoying voice, immediately extinguished his cigarette, and turned around with a headache.

"Hi, don't worry, I'm not up to anything this time."

Fang Mo waved his hand cheerfully, "I'm just here to say goodbye before I leave. After all, we've been buddies for so many years. I can't just leave without a word, can I?"

"Why do you always say such annoying things..."

Logan was initially annoyed, but then he froze, "Wait... what did you say? Leaving? Are you leaving again?"

"Yes."

Fang Mo didn't deny it, nodding decisively, "I've settled everything I can here. You've regained your memory, so I should handle some personal matters."

"This is too sudden."

Logan frowned, "So how long this time? Another few decades before you come back?"

"I can't say for sure."

Fang Mo mused, "If all goes well, maybe I'll be back in a few decades. But if something goes wrong, I don't know. Next time you see me, I might be with Wade, doubling your torment, ultimate enjoyment..."

"Huh? A few decades ago?"

Logan was confused. Decades ago? Shouldn't it be decades later? Fang Mo's words were becoming more incomprehensible.

While Logan was puzzled, he noticed a gaze fixed on him.

He instinctively looked down and saw a childlike girl standing beside Fang Mo, looking up at him.

"Hmm?"

Seeing her, Logan had a strange feeling.

Although she appeared to be just a little girl, beautiful and quiet, for some reason, Logan felt she was very similar to Fang Mo.

This similarity wasn't in appearance, though both had black hair and eyes, looking like they came from an ancient oriental country. It was a deeper similarity, as if beneath their skin lay something identical.

"Who is she..."

Logan instinctively asked, "Don't tell me she's another one of your daughters."

"Haha, didn't expect that, did you?"

To Logan's surprise, Fang Mo picked up Xiao Yao, patted her small belly, and proudly boasted, "This is the mother of my daughter. Impressive, right?!"

"..."

Logan was stunned for a long time, then sighed deeply, "Whatever, even the FBI can't deal with you."