Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters was a very low-key place.
The whole school seemed to be hidden in a cluster of flowers. It looked like a 1940s architectural style, and the space for children was only the size of a basketball court.
At first glance, it was obvious that the school gate was temporarily renovated, and only one car could enter and exit. In the flower bed outside the school gate, Chinese roses, winter jasmine and irises were blooming brilliantly.
In fact, this place was originally renovated from an old house.
If anyone stood outside the school gate, they would find a very awkward thing. The black iron gate of the school was tightly shut. If no one opened the door, unless one climbed over the wall, there was no way to enter. There was not even a place to ring the doorbell!
In the distance, a black Volkswagen sedan drove over. The car seemed to be silent, as if it was sliding on the ground. It seemed that only by pressing one's ear to the hood could one hear the smooth and lubricated engine. This Volkswagen Phaeton, which cost more than two million yuan, was like the passenger inside, with low-key, luxurious, and dignified labels on it.
The specially-made door beside the car opened, and a slide came down. A bald old man pushed a wheelchair down from the top. His eyes were firm and wise, and there was a kind of limitless clarity that was like the blue sky. So when he looks at you, instead of being dwarfed by the fact that he is in a wheelchair, he looks at his subjects like a king sitting on a throne.
His nose bridge was very high, and the wrinkles on both sides were very obvious, which added a bit of dignity to him. His lips that were not pursed deliberately gave him a kind of extra firmness.
A girl came down, quickly held the wheelchair, and said something intimately to him. But the old man suddenly saw the gate, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled.
"Jean, it seems that we have unexpected guests, but although we are not here, Bobby (Iceman) and Pyro (Pyro) should be up already … I hope they can be gentle."
When the wheelchair was pushed to the iron gate, the iron gate suddenly opened automatically, as if it was not locked at all. The old man smiled and nodded to the iron gate.
"Good afternoon, Old Tom."
Then, the girl called Jean pushed the old man into the corridor. The old man shook his head with interest and pointed to the garden at the side.
"The visiting gentleman is very smart. Unlike the previous people who came for the USD, he carefully observed the environment before making the decision to sneak in. Whether it is the route or the method of sneaking in, it is remarkable. He avoided most of our traps. There are very few interesting people like him nowadays. Anyway, it's rare for me to have some free time. Let's follow his footsteps and take a look."
It was no wonder that the old man was surprised. After all, Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters wasn't an ordinary place. Even the harshest special forces soldiers wouldn't necessarily be able to find and pass through it.
Qin nodded with a faint smile and pushed the old man forward. Along the way, the old man kept smiling and nodding. There were at least three traps along the way, but none of them showed any signs of being triggered. Therefore, he was even more curious about the identity of that person.
Suddenly, the zither said,
"Mr. Charles, if I remember correctly, the fountain in front should be the place where Bobby often practices his ability. The path of this uninvited guest should end here … Bobby??!!"
In the colorful garden ahead, there was a beautifully built marble fountain. The fountain was as exquisite and luxurious as the champagne glasses piled up at a banquet. Even the spring water was pumped from the ground.
The young iceman Bobby's favorite thing to do was to put his hands into the clear spring water, and then watch the beautiful ice condense, freeze, and then melt the spring water little by little.
At this time, the garden was still the same, the fountain was still the same, and Bobby was still the same.
The only difference was that the handsome boy who liked to put his hands into the clear spring was lying on the ground. His exposed skin was pale and weak … But he did not seem to be in any danger because the hand pressing on his eyes was still trembling, as if he had suffered a great blow.
Charles' deep eyes suddenly fluctuated at this moment, and then turned into a look of interest.
"Bobby still looks very healthy, but he's almost exhausted. It seems that his ability has been exhausted. There's no doubt that he attacked the guest, and then … it's amazing. The guest let him freeze him, or avoided his freezing, until Bobby's ability ran out, and then he walked away."
Qin was surprised.
"There's such a powerful person in this world?"
Next, they found Parrot's … coat by the stove, which was his favorite place. Parrot himself was exhausted and fast asleep on the recliner next to him. His snoring was loud and clear. More than half of his hair was burnt, which showed the intensity of the fight.
As they continued forward, the damage was quite serious. A house had collapsed, and Jean was very familiar with the cause of the collapse. It was caused by the overflowing destructive power of Laser Eyes. Laser Eyes, the young man, was sitting dejectedly at the side with his hands in his hair, looking very dispirited and lifeless.
When he saw Qin and the old man in the wheelchair, he said nothing and pointed to the front.
That place was a very ordinary room.
But it was famous because the principal of the Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters, Professor X, Charles Francis Xavier, would often communicate with his friends here.
In this seemingly ordinary room, the powerful Magneto, Eric Magnus, was the most frequent visitor. In addition, it was said that Ironman, King Blackbat and other legendary figures also came here. The legendary Illuminati was also established here.
Therefore, those who were able to enter and sit in this room were all famous figures.
As for those who could sit in without being invited, to be honest, the person in front of them was the only one so far.
Professor X smiled with interest. He glanced at Qin and shook his head slightly to let her go. He then pushed the wheelchair into the room himself. This was his way of showing respect. After hearing the sound of the wheelchair, the person in the reception room had already stood up.
This person was just a young man, but his manner was neither servile nor overbearing. He was polite and even had a very apologetic smile on his face.
"Mr. Charles, my name is Seaman. I'm very sorry to meet you in such a presumptuous way, but I have my own difficulties."
Professor X looked at Sheyan and smiled.
"There's a mysterious fog around you …. Is that the barrier of fate? If that's the case, I should be the one apologizing. However, before we begin our conversation, I have a question that I'm curious about. Although my three students aren't very strong, there are very few ways to defeat them without causing them harm. Yet, I don't think you're the kind of person who has strong mental power. "
Sheyan chuckled and replied.
"There's nothing strange about the answer. I'm just a sandbag. When people hit the sandbag until they run out of strength, they'll naturally give up."
"That's not an appropriate analogy," said Professor X with a smile. "You're very strong."
Sheyan's expression turned solemn as he sighed and said, "That's right.
He sighed and said, "No matter how strong a person is, they're still very insignificant in the face of the wrath of nature. Professor X, do you know that the Earth is about to be destroyed?"
Professor Xavier's face turned solemn when he heard Sheyan's question. "What's the problem?
"Yes, I know, but I don't think it's credible."
Sheyan said seriously and sincerely.
"Professor, I can't tell you where I came from, but please take a look at some of the memories in my mind. I know you can do that. The combination of vocal cords and tongue can deceive people, but memories can't. However, there are also many powerful forbidden areas in my memory. Please be careful, or I'm afraid that the rebound force of those forbidden areas will hurt you. "
Professor X was stunned for a moment, but he knew that this was a serious matter, so he looked straight into Sheyan's eyes. For Sheyan, it seemed like only a second had passed, but Professor X in front of him looked very pale. He was shaking and sweating profusely. He immediately pressed a button on his wheelchair.
Jean immediately rushed in and looked at Sheyan vigilantly. She only relaxed when she saw the professor shaking his head. She poured a glass of water for the professor.
The room fell into silence. After a while, the professor slowly said,
"The memories I saw just now are the future?"
"Yes," said Sheyan straightforwardly, "I saw the future with my own eyes."
"How terrifying …" Professor X murmured, "My stubbornness made me miss my last chance."
An idea flashed through Sheyan's mind.
"What chance?"
Professor X took a deep breath and said, "A year ago, a friend told me a piece of information.
"A year ago, a friend also revealed similar information to me, but I didn't believe him. Instead, I chose to watch from the sidelines. However, he didn't give up and is still working tirelessly. It is said that he has also made a new breakthrough and has been keeping in touch with me. Unfortunately, I still didn't believe him. "
Sheyan said seriously, "It's not too late now.
"It's not too late now, Professor. I didn't come to you alone. We're also very powerful! It's enough for a miracle to happen in the next ten days! "
Professor X shook his head slightly.
"It's too late. I came out today to attend his funeral. He died in a car accident last week." If you like this work, you're welcome to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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