The weather in New York was as sunny as ever. The city seemed to never have a moment of leisure. Saber stared out of the window. In the slightly cooler weather, the glass in front of him had condensed traces of water vapor. From the inside, the city seemed to be shrouded in a hazy fog.
"Are you going to sit like this forever?"
Plum picked up her coffee and asked coldly. Saber turned his head and looked at her quietly. The agent was still in her unchanging work attire today, like a conservative woman from the previous era. However, from her carefully groomed face, it was obvious that she was looking forward to this … well, a date.
"Look at this big New York. It's so lively, but it doesn't belong to me. Speaking of which, you haven't told me about your divorce. What's going on?"
Saber took a sip of his coffee. His narrowed eyes were flickering with a hint of red light, as well as a trace of unconcealable curiosity. However, this question obviously hurt Plum's nerves. She snorted, put down the coffee, stood up, and picked up her bag.
"You really don't know how to chat, Saber … Coming out with you today was a huge mistake."
She swayed her body and walked out of the coffee shop. Saber rubbed his forehead, threw a few dollars on the table, and hurried after her.
It was the second day he returned to New York. Professor Saber seemed to be busy with other things and hadn't met up with him. Catherine and the other kids were in class, and the black cat Selena was doing her own thing in the faraway Las Vegas. So, in this city, Plum was his only acquaintance.
"Hey, girl, why are you so angry?"
Saber walked out of the coffee shop and reached out to grab Plum's shoulder. He really didn't understand why Plum, who was always valiant, suddenly became so childish. However, the moment he touched her shoulder, Plum turned around and pressed her hand on Saber's chest, pressing him against the wall. This Asian beauty as cold as ice glanced at Saber. There was a trace of pain, a trace of depression, and a trace of … indulgence in her eyes.
Saber thought for a second, reached out his hands, and wrapped them around Plum's waist. Then, he kissed her firmly. She didn't struggle, nor did she dodge. Instead, she responded passionately.
He knew what the woman in front of him needed now … Language? That was too weak.
"You know what?"
Saber panted and said in Plum's slightly trembling ear, "We're pretty lucky. The hotel is right next to us …"
"Cut the crap!"
This was Plum's answer as she leaned on Saber's chest.
When Saber woke up again, it was already dusk. He was the only one left on the messy bed. He grabbed his hair, trying to recall everything that had happened. He lit a cigarette and sniffed the faint fragrance on the pillow beside him. He leaned against the headboard and let the smoke swirl around him. It was an agent's instinct to play along, and lying was their job. The only thing Saber was sure of was that … it wasn't love.
It was just indulgence. Of course, you could call it a one-night stand or an once-over. However, Saber wasn't disgusted by this kind of unemotional activity because he didn't hate Plum. From the perspective of a former agent, he should be the most sincere and vigilant of his kind. However, Plum … No, Saber didn't think she would be a problem because her heart was very fragile now. She was so fragile that she didn't look like a swift and decisive agent at all.
After a while, Saber shook his head. Plum's heart was now closed. Before she was willing to open her heart, no one could figure out what had happened to her. He picked up the phone from the table.
"Hey, Tony. Did you get the thing?"
On the other side, Tony Stark, who was busy in the laboratory below the big villa, was holding his phone in one hand while looking at the woman's body lying on the experiment table in front of him with bright eyes. He replied with a click of his tongue.
"You always surprise me, Saber. What's this called again? Xiao Shan, right? This woman is a war machine. She's a very good test subject. I've removed the chip in her brain. As for the life-support devices in her abdomen, I have a complete set of replacement plans, but I won't replace them for free. You know, I'm a businessman. It's an equal exchange, isn't it? "
Saber was stunned for a moment. Then, he asked in a playful tone.
"Then what do you want from a poor man like me? My friend, Tony. "
Tony Stark scratched his chin on the other side of the phone. He just said it casually. He really didn't know what he should get from Saber. Most importantly, as one of the richest people in the world, he didn't lack anything, right?
"Uh … I haven't thought about it yet. Anyway, you owe me again!"
Tony chuckled and threw the phone away.
"I'm going to start working. Don't disturb me. After this replacement, I'll let her go to you. That's it. I'm hanging up!"
"Beep, beep, beep."
A few beeps were heard. Saber shrugged, got out of bed, washed up, put on his clothes, and finally left the hotel. Sitting in the car, he thought for a while and sent a message to Plum. Then, he drove all the way to Xavier's Academy for Gifted Youngsters.
"Saber, I'm sorry. I've been very busy. Come to my office!"
The moment Saber stepped into Xavier's Academy, the professor's voice rang in his mind. Saber grinned and walked into the ancient Xavier's Castle with the wooden box. A moment later, he sat opposite the professor. The latter did look very busy. While talking to Saber, he was still wearing his gold-rimmed glasses and flipping through the information in his hand.
"Pixie will stay at Xavier's Academy until she can freely control her" ability to absorb ". You've done us a great favor this time, Saber."
The professor glanced at Saber gently and said with a smile, "As for my promise, I've already informed that existence of your visit. If you're lucky enough, you'll get an" invitation "soon. Do you want me to give you some advice? Saber. "
When the latter heard the news, he immediately sat up straight and reached out his hand to make a "please" gesture. The professor took off his glasses, organized his words, and spoke softly.
"It's a very mysterious place. It's so mysterious that 99% of the people in this world don't know of its existence. It has a set of self-operating processes and systems. According to my understanding of you and" it ", it's very difficult for you to join it. However, if it's just to cure your chronic illness, the success rate is extremely high. However, you'll have to restrain your emotions. Saber, you're about to face one of the most mysterious and greatest forces in this world …"
The professor's eyes became serious. He said word by word,
"You have to learn to respect it and revere it."
Seiber nodded thoughtfully. The professor put on his glasses again and continued to read his documents. After a few minutes, Seiber asked, "What do you think?
"Professor … I have a question."
He scratched his head, as if the question was difficult to ask. Professor Saber raised his head and looked at him.
"You seem to be in a mess. This is probably a question you've been thinking about. Anyway, ask away."
Saber pursed his lips and adjusted his emotions. He looked at the professor and asked seriously.
"Is there really a 'God' in this world?"
This was a question that sounded like a psychopath. Professor Charles raised his eyebrows and put down the documents in his hand. There was a trace of consideration and caution in his eyes. Finally, he took a deep breath.
"Norse mythology refers to Earth as Midgard. Greek mythology regards Earth as the origin of life. Egyptian mythology has a more obscure understanding of the world. Eastern mythology views the creation of the world as the struggle of a chaotic lifeform against chaos itself. However, if you study these things deeply enough, it's not difficult to realize that in these myths, the gods are always in a detached position. It's as if they have never been truly equal to us humans. So if you insist on asking this question, I'll answer you …"
Professor Charles closed his eyes. His voice was so distant that it sounded like it came from the San Chuan River.
"Yes," God "exists in this world, but they are not as noble as you think. They are just another kind of lifeform. Even the concept of" God "is just a title given by human civilization to the more powerful beings. I can guess from your question, Saber. You've come into contact with some of the secrets of the world, but I still have to give you a piece of advice …"
Charles opened his eyes.
"You must be careful when dealing with them. They may not be as great as described in the myths and epics, and they will not be as despicable as described in the stories, but … they are definitely dangerous enough. For the current you, at least don't take the initiative to approach them."
"Okay, I understand."
Saber nodded. The professor's answer confirmed some of his speculations. More importantly, he seemed to have guessed the mysterious power behind Viktor. He was probably serving a "God". No wonder Viktor's actions were illogical. He was like an extremely self-centered lunatic.
The office was quiet again. After a moment, Saber stood up, straightened his clothes, and said to Professor Charles, "I'll leave now.
"Then I'll take my leave. Professor, I'll leave Shauna to you."
"Okay, don't worry."
Professor Charles waved at Saber. "That child has a tragic past. Jean and I will do our best to restore her sanity. By the way, I also want to thank you for everything you've done for Orolo. This time, she is no longer confused after she came back. This is how I imagined the real X-Men to be. It seems that you are a really good teacher."
"No, Professor, I didn't actually teach her much."
Saber lifted the wooden box beside his leg and said lightly, "I just let her see the truth of the world, that's all. Professor, I have to say, you've protected them so well that it's a little out of touch with reality."
Outside the window, the children were playing on the grass after class. This scene attracted Saber's attention. He walked to the window of the professor's office and looked at the large and small children. It could be seen that they were clearly divided into two camps. One group was the children who were originally in Xavier's Academy, and the other group was the children who were rescued by Saber from Stryker's two bases.
Of course, it's not that the two groups of people are hostile to each other, but they seem to have their own small circle and prefer to deal with people in their own circle.
Since it's a circle, there must be a leader, so Saber couldn't help but see Catherine, who was as triumphant as a proud peacock. Obviously, she was the leader of the group of children who were rescued. On the other hand, the leader of the academic group was a somewhat shy boy, about the same age as Catherine. He had a very handsome appearance, gentle eyes like a lover, and a very sunny dress. What was his name again?
Saber scratched his chin. Bobby? Or was it Bobby?
He also saw Pixie. This girl was a little unsociable, probably because she had just arrived. In the end, it was Catherine who pulled her together with the noisy children to the dining place. There was also Santars' sister, Clarice. The child seemed to have recovered during this period of time and became more cheerful. She was the polar opposite of her brother, who quickly transformed in the midst of killing.
But … the path was always chosen by oneself. Santars didn't regret becoming a killer. He stood at the entrance of the dining room wearing a black casual outfit. Even standing under the sun, he could feel a trace of gloominess. When Clarice saw him, she pounced on him. The relationship between the brother and sister obviously didn't change because of this unimportant thing.
"Oh, all of this is so beautiful … Professor, I have to say, you have really created a 'heaven' for these children."
Saber shook his head. "Unfortunately, they will eventually return to the cold and cruel world."
"Who would want their hands to be stained with blood?"
The professor whispered, "They are the hope, aren't they?"
"But if they put down their knives … how can they fight for peace?"
Saber took out a cigar. Just as he was about to light it, he saw the professor's stern gaze. He shrugged, put the cigar back, and walked to the door of the office.
"Professor, people will only be afraid if they have a weapon in their hands. Only fear will bring respect … Teach these children to protect themselves. They need knowledge, they need to sharpen their claws and teeth to deal with the dangers that may come at any time."
"This world … is too disgusting, isn't it?"
(Thank you for your support, brothers … A brother asked me about the book's group. Uh, I didn't plan to create a group for this book because I wanted to chat once I created one. But the original Holy Light group is still there, so if you want to discuss the plot, life, and philosophy with me, you can join the group: 215681356. Friendly reminder, there are crossdressers, gays, a group of eighth-graders, and a group of eighth-graders …)
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