Chapter 1028 Change

A large eel that was delivered to his door after being pickled, steamed, and smoked gave Alvin the illusion that his cooking skills were already perfect.

Carefully turn the eel over on the tin foil, and then brush it with honey again. After a few minutes of baking, a rich and fragrant honey teriyaki eel is ready.

Nick, who couldn't hold himself back for a long time, put a scarf around little Ginny, then pulled the drooling little girl to the edge of the stove and shouted to Alvin: "Oh my god, what is this?

Little Ginny is already starved to death, hurry up and give us some to try..."

Alvin squinted at this little bastard who had no psychological burden for selling his sister, and said, "Then leave little Ginny here, and you go get everyone on the yacht off, and we'll have dinner..."

As he spoke, Alvin ignored Nick, who had a stiff expression. He smiled, pinched little Ginny's face, and said, "This is the highest level of dad's cooking skills. Let me get you some to taste first. The best eel needs to be The best compliment…”

Little Ginny squinted her eyes, sniffed, and swallowed happily, then looked at Alvin and said, "Dad, what is the 'best praise'? I want to give you the best praise..."

Alvin smiled with satisfaction, then took a fork and stuffed a small piece of smoked brown eel into little Ginny's mouth.

Little Ginny smashed her mouth and ate the eel in a few seconds, and then kept licking her lips with her little tongue as if she was savoring the sweet taste.

Alvin looked at little Ginny's satisfied expression and said with a smile: "Your expression is the best compliment..."

Nick, who had been hanging on, couldn't resist the temptation, reached out and fished out a piece of eel and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it greedily twice, then gave Alvin a thumbs up and said, "Look at my expression, I'm here too Praise you!"

Alvin resisted the urge to punch the little bastard away. He looked at little Ginny with a smile and said: "Good things need to be shared, go and call everyone over..."

The eel is just an appetizer, and our 'beggar's chicken' is today's main course..."

Little Ginny licked her lips and thought about it, then turned around excitedly and ran towards the wooden house on the sea, where she could catch up with the people on the yacht...

Looking at little Ginny's diligent back, Alvin looked at Nick who wanted another piece of shit like a piece of shit. He sneered and said: "Mr. Custer, go dig out those 'beggar chickens' and remember to find one with your name on it." That one is your dinner today...

Also, today you are responsible for washing the dishes, and the hygiene of the stove is also left to you! "

Nick stared at Alvin and shouted in disbelief: "You can't do this!

It's almost daybreak after all this is done...

I still have to do my homework, and I still have to..."

Alvin looked at Nick with a sneer and said coldly: "Time will always be squeezed, and learning to allocate your time reasonably is a required course for you.

Do the same thing for a week and you'll get used to it..."

Nick covered his head and looked at the delicious eels, and said with some despair: "I just want to take a bite...

What you are doing is wrong, you are oppressing underage children, and it is against the law..."

Alvin didn't care about the accusations of a little bastard. He put the eels on the table and said with a smile: "I once read a book, which said that children are like springs. The more pressure you put on them, the more pressure they put on them." , the stronger his rebound becomes.

I think this sentence is very suitable for you. You need a little pressure. The greater the pressure, the higher you will jump..."

As he spoke, Alvin patted Nick's shoulder with a serious expression and said, "I'm not kidding, your future is limitless, the sky is your limit..."

Nick looked at Alvin with a strange expression and muttered: "You must have misunderstood that book..."

Dinner went very pleasantly...

Pepper, a woman who had just given birth to a baby, also sat down at the dining table with a glowing face.

Little Morgan, with a few stray yellow hairs on her head and a diaper, was placed in an "oxygen-enriched incubator" on the dining table, which made her look like a living, wrinkled baby. Meat balls...

At first, Alvin was amazed at Pepper's recovery speed and felt that ghost women were just different.

When Pepper nodded her head in appreciation for the delicious taste of honey-glazed teriyaki eel, she accidentally threw off the real wig on her head...

Alvin looked at Fox curling his lips and making a drinking gesture, and he understood that Pepper, who was forbidden to drink "keel wine" during her pregnancy, finally couldn't resist the temptation of good skin, and couldn't wait to give it to herself after unloading the goods. Came for a "hair removal"...

Looking at little Morgan with a pair of small fists against his cheeks in the incubator, eyes closed, treating himself like a dish, Alvin shook his head sympathetically. She didn't know how lucky she was to have such a pair of excellent parents. Or a disaster?

It's too bad that dad is afraid of shit and mom drinks!

After the appetizers were finished, several children carried more than a dozen dry and hard mud balls onto the table.

Alvin smashed open a ball of mud under everyone's expectation. When he swept away the mud and tore open the banana leaves wrapping the pheasant, he knew he had succeeded.

Although it hasn't been eaten yet, the aroma has conquered the sense of smell of everyone who is doing it.

Alvin looked proudly at the surprised expressions on the faces of everyone present...

The key to a gourmet dish is its color, aroma and taste. There may be some debate as to whether Chinese dishes are the best in terms of color and taste, but in terms of "smell" they are absolutely invincible!

Using the most common ingredients to cook the most delicious dishes, the Chinese have the ability to turn decay into magic...

Of course, ordinary people's recipes may not be high-end, but there is no doubt that they are delicious...

He gave the first one to the mother, Pepper, and then Alvin gave each of the children a clay ball in order from youngest to oldest for them to play with. Then he raised his glass and said with a smile: "Have a wonderful day..."

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Inside New York Police Headquarters...

Director George, who looked a little haggard, looked at the subordinates from various branches present and said a little tiredly: "Everyone knows the recent situation in New York. The emergence of mutants has caused us a lot of trouble..."

After hearing this, a policeman with a big nose and a beer belly laughed and shouted: "That's not a big trouble~

The most dangerous bunch of mutants got themselves into Hell's Kitchen and got chewed to pieces, what do we have to worry about with the rest? "

As he spoke, the policeman with a big nose and a beer belly looked around at his colleagues and said with a smile: "I've been watching the news recently, and the situation in California is the worst.

In the past, I have always envied my fellow police officers in other states, but now for the first time, I feel that I am actually very happy to be a police officer in New York..."

Director George glanced at the big-nosed policeman who was a bit gloating about his misfortune, and then said seriously: "I came to you to tell you what attitude we should have towards those mutants in the future.

This is an important point……"

As he spoke, Director George picked up a remote control and turned on a projector, and a map of the United States marked with various colors appeared on the wall.

Looking at the different expressions on the faces of everyone present, Director George said: "You should be able to tell that the darker the color here, the greater the damage caused by the mutants there.

I am not a politician or a sociologist, but I know that it is unrealistic to rely on force to restrict those mutants...

A Florida patrol officer tried to arrest a boy for showing off his paws in front of his friends, resulting in a tragedy that killed four and injured 16..."

Looking at the increasingly solemn expressions of his subordinates, Director George nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "I can't control other places, but this kind of thing is not allowed to happen in New York..."

A middle-aged policewoman with a stern expression said: "Then what should we do?

Those mutants are all potentially dangerous. If we don't do anything, if someone gets hurt, we will be in big trouble! "

Director George nodded and said a little tiredly: "Those mutants are human beings first, and until they commit no crime, they are still legal citizens!

Our conscious targeting of them will cause greater backlash...

I introduced a ‘Secret Registration of Mutants’ bill to the City Council…

Those citizens who have experienced mutations are like walking with guns. I want them to take the initiative to register with us. We cannot deprive them of their "guns", so we will allow them to "legally hold guns."

At that time, if they use their special abilities to commit crimes, we will be able to catch them immediately. "

As he spoke, Director George glanced at everyone present and said seriously: "What I want to do is not to expose those mutants, but to allow them to live an honest life.

At the same time, he also warned them not to use their abilities to commit crimes! "

A middle-aged policeman with a square face looked at Director George a little uncertainly and said, "Isn't it a bit fantasy to let those mutants expose their privacy and register with us?

Except for those mutants whose appearance is so special that they cannot hide it, how could those mutants who have no abnormal appearance be willing to register? "

Chief George glanced at the police officer who asked the question, and said seriously: "They don't have to register, just like someone who hides a black gun under his bed and never takes it out to hurt others. As long as they don't use their own ability to commit crimes, they don't have to register." It doesn't matter.

But in the future, if any of them are caught breaking the law, they will be charged with the crime of "illegal possession of a gun." "

As he spoke, Director George glanced at everyone and said seriously: "I know it is very difficult to implement this method, and I am not even sure whether what I am doing is right or wrong...

But we cannot do nothing and watch the conflict between ordinary people and mutants gradually intensify.

Mutants are now not much different from those guys wandering around with black guns. Their uncertainty and illegality make everyone feel insecure...

Ordinary people are like this, and I believe most mutants are like this too!

We need to find a balance point so that everyone can maintain confidence in our existing social order..."

As a hard-line police representative, Duke raised his hands and said: "Who will preside over this 'Mutant Secret Registration Act'?

It's not easy to find someone who can be trusted by those mutants!

We have recently captured a lot of mutants, and they are very irritable. It is unrealistic for ordinary people to expect them to be obedient! "

After hearing this, Director George took out an old-fashioned hexagonal police badge from his pocket and said with a smile: "I'm going to find us a new chief...

Our Mr. Tomahawk's home is in New York, and I believe he will be willing to contribute to the safety of this city.

There are so many special guys in Hell's Kitchen, and Alvin is very experienced in how to deal with them.

In fact, I plan to hand over the 'secretly registered' information to Alvin for safekeeping. His school has supercomputers, the best hackers, and the best security guards, so the information is safest there.

We can only go to him to obtain information on mutants when necessary for case investigation. "

As he spoke, Director George looked at all his colleagues present and said with a wry smile: "New York is a troubled city, and we have experienced so many disasters together.

Everyone who stays here is a member of this city, and we must protect everyone, whether he is an ordinary person or a mutant..."

The square-faced policeman looked at Chief George and said a little uncertainly: "Have you really thought about it?

Alvin is not an official. If you give him such great power, will the people in the city council and state assembly agree? "

Director George looked at the square-faced policeman and said with a smile: "The first thing we need to consider is how to persuade Alvin to take this job, instead of worrying about him abusing his power!

Alvin will not abuse his power. The information on mutants is very useful to many bad people, but it is completely meaningless to him and may even be a burden...

As long as we can convince Alvin, I will urge the City Council to hold a hearing.

I believe that no one in New York would refuse to hand over their safety to the Manhattan Tomahawk..."

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The two chapters written today are very tangled. Crutch is preparing to use the appearance of aliens to push Alvin into action.

But it’s actually a bit difficult to write about this change in social form smoothly.

In the past, Alvin had always faced problems with his children, but when the school was completely stable, he needed to find something new to do.

People always have to go up...

Everyone, please be patient. School is about to start again, Ronan is coming to give gifts, and many things are going to happen...

Oh, one last thing, Alvin's school has changed from public to private, and I haven't decided on a name for the school yet...

If you have any ideas, leave a message in this chapter. They used to be called community schools, but now that they are privatized, they need a resounding name. This is a big deal...

Please help me think about it...

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