"Hank."
Charles' voice rang in Hank's mind. Hank understood what he meant and smiled, "Professor, I'm a little uncomfortable with your sudden recovery of abilities. Don't worry, I've been maintaining that place, and it's finally coming in handy!"
The basement of the college teaching building.
The underground space below is very spacious, and the teaching building above is just the tip of the iceberg. There is a parking lot for high-end stealth fighters, a combat simulation training room made of special materials, and the deepest room is an important room with an X-shaped safety door.
Hank led everyone here and looked at Charles who was pushing the wheel forward. "Professor, this is built for you and only you have the authority to enter."
Charles continued to push the wheel forward and put his hand on the door handle. After verification through fingerprints and laser scanning, the bulletproof security door automatically opened to both sides.
Inside is a long straight passage, at the end of which is a mechanical helmet connected to the antenna of the entire room. The inner wall of the circular structure is a seamless LCD screen.
"Every time I come here, I always get a little excited," Hank said with emotion.
Few people know how far Charles' telepathic abilities can reach with the amplification of the brain expansion machine. If Hank really wants to describe it, it is just one step away from God...
Charles pushed the wheelchair, picked up the helmet, blew off the dust accumulated on it, and put it on his head solemnly.
Long time no see—
Under the gaze of the crowd, this room seemed to have obtained the most critical chip, fully functioning, and the screen suddenly displayed an endless starry sky. In this starry sky, there were many colorless shadows, and a few glowing shadows.
"The ones with light represent mutants, and the ones without light represent ordinary people. The current professor can freely manipulate the bodies of ordinary people, rewrite their memories, and even kill them directly with his mind."
As Hank explained, he whispered, "Professor, find out where Logan is at this time."
Charles did not speak. He used his sensing ability to trace along the starry sky and soon locked onto a bright light. "Found it. Logan, you are now imprisoned in a military research base in the United States. You are in pain, as if something has been injected into your body..."
Garfield opened his eyes wide, seemed to realize something, and shouted at Charles anxiously.
"I understand." Charles lowered his left hand and gently stroked Garfield's head, transmitting Logan's consciousness that resided in the cat's body to him.
Garfield shuddered, looked around at everyone in shock, and then ran out the door in panic.
"Logan..." Hank watched Garfield leave.
Charles said softly, "He's gone to where he's supposed to be. I guess we'll see each other soon. Now, let's find where Eric is."
The sentinel issue has not been resolved yet.
A train station in a town in the United States.
Passengers were coming and going in the train station. Eric was wearing a hat and a mask and carrying his luggage to walk out of the station. At this moment, an old lady blocked his way. She said mechanically with a blank expression: "Eric, running away will not solve the problem."
Eric's pupils contracted violently, and he blurted out, "Charles?"
"Yes." The aunt nodded.
"You're the one who's been running away. I've never run away before." Eric snorted coldly, took his luggage and walked around the old lady. "Now that you've recovered your abilities, we can use each other's methods to solve the Sentinel's problem."
The old lady's hazy eyes regained clarity and she frowned, not knowing why she stood there in a daze for a while.
A teenager passed by Eric and said inexplicably: "Eric, your way will not work."
"It's better than standing still!" Eric continued to walk out.
A man walked towards them and accidentally bumped into Eric. He apologized and continued the unfinished topic, "I've seen a corner of that apocalyptic future. Mutants must live in peace with ordinary people."
"Because what you see is a future of failure!"
Eric pushed the man away and walked out of the train station gate using a fake ID.
XIn the basement.
Charles sighed helplessly: "He didn't listen to my advice."
But he had expected this, Eric was that kind of person, he would go his own way and do what he thought was right even if it meant making the whole world his enemy.
Azazo asked curiously: "Professor, can you find the young master?"
Charles was silent for a moment, then said, "Theoretically, it's possible, because his thoughts are so dazzling that even if I don't look for him deliberately, I will see him unintentionally. But I can't see him now. There is an unknown and chaotic telepathic field around him that blocks my telepathy."
Hank realized, "It's the little girl he brought with him. How could she interfere with you in this state?"
"yes."
Charles nodded.
At this moment, he suddenly saw something incredible, his face turned pale and he said, "Wait a minute, what is that? I saw a person, a mysterious mutant whose aura is not inferior to Caesar's!"
Chapter 557 Awakening of Magneto
Charles took off his mechanical helmet, sweating profusely, his bangs stuck to his forehead, and his hands, which were placed on the armrests of the wheelchair, were clenched into fists. He was obviously in a highly nervous and negative state.
"Just now... even the brain expansion machine's system was a little unstable. Just like when you traced Caesar's consciousness before, the feedback signal exceeded the limit that the machine could withstand."
Hank swallowed in doubt, holding Charles' back, and couldn't help asking, "Professor Charles, what did you see just now? A person?"
Charles took a few deep breaths to calm his inner fear, and then he organized his words: "Yes. A powerful mutant that I have never seen before. His existence aura is very similar to Caesar's, but also very different. If Caesar's aura is like the sun, bright and warm. I saw that person's consciousness aura, like a black hole, cold and dark, absorbing my consciousness completely."
"Who is that?" Azazor narrowed his eyes. How could there be someone as powerful as Caesar
"I didn't see it clearly." Charles shook his head, still in shock, and said, "He wanted to destroy the world. This idea was not concealed at all, and it was completely exposed by the aura wrapped around him. I didn't dare to get too close to him. Just before I took off my helmet, he seemed to notice that I was spying on him."
Hank couldn't help but sigh, "The Sentinel issue hasn't been resolved yet, and now there's another powerful mutant who wants to destroy the world? This world is really full of disasters."
“No time to complain.”
Charles frowned and pondered, "Just now I saw that Eric was near the New Jersey train station. There are many secret military bases around there, and it is also the only way for trains carrying important military weapons and equipment. I suspect that Eric wants to take action against the Sentinel weapons researched by the US military, to destroy them, or to control them..."
“That’s totally his style.”
Hank said helplessly: "Unfortunately, Raven is still unconscious, and someone must stay to protect her. Professor Charles, it would be best if you stay, but Azazo and I alone are not enough to stop Eric."
Charles nodded and said firmly: "So, we need to find helpers, enough helpers!"
Late that night.
Near the New Jersey train station, on the railroad tracks of a circular mountain road, a train carrying military equipment blew its whistle and roared past at high speed on the tracks.
Eric, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly appeared from the mountain next to him, jumped down, and landed steadily on the roof of the train.
"call!"
Eric stood up keeping his balance, looking at the rows of closed carriages below, and slowly grasped at the empty space with his outstretched hands.
"Ka-ka-ka—"