The dark room is a piece of tranquility obtained by isolating from the outside world.

Professor X sat in the silence, his blue light projected into his pupils, his eyes sharp.

"Mastermind, full power!"

Knowing that there are other survivors in the X-Men, Professor X finally made up his mind to use this 'mass killing weapon' to spread his spiritual power to the world.

This is actually very dangerous, after all, such a power of mental power fluctuations is enough to attract the attention of the sentinel, and Professor X would not think that modern technology will not be able to detect his mental power.

(Mental power, thought waves, almost the same meaning.) ）

But there was no other way for him to search for the survivors.

"Buzz~!"

There was a roar in the dark room, and then countless points of light emerged out of thin air from the dark room, bit by bit, condensed into villains of different shapes, densely packed, I don't know how many of them were.

There is white and red among the villains, red for mutants and white for ordinary people.

Professor X sifted through these points of light, initially trying to find the Phantom Cat, but failed.

Subsequently, he chose the method of elimination, surveying area by area, especially focusing on several areas where the light spots were bright and uncertain.

In his opinion, the survivors must be in trouble, but Professor X is optimistic that they will survive this catastrophe.

After all, it has been so long since the beginning of the end times, if they can't stand it, then they should not be able to stand it a long time ago.

Those who can hide in the encirclement and suppression of the sentinels for so long must be masters with unique skills.

This world is too big, even if he knows the general direction, Professor X still feels extremely difficult to find, maybe he is old, or maybe his mental power is not as good as before after reincarnation, in short, he has been looking for a long time and has not come up with a result.

"Alas......"

Professor X sighed, then removed the helmet he was wearing.

The current 'mastermind' was created by Magneto's contribution to the 'Mental Power Shielding' helmet, although it can be condensed in size, but in terms of actual utility, it is not inferior to the old version of the mastermind the size of the original volleyball court.

However, the amount of power required to fully operationalize the machine is still enormous – and the energy supply on the plane seems to be somewhat precarious.

Professor X was going to go out and see what was going on.

"Boom~!boom~!boom~!"

Before he could get out, he didn't need to take a few more steps before Professor X felt the ground under his ass shake, as if someone was holding a sledgehammer and constantly tapping the shell of an airplane.

Magneto's real yàn room is the source of the anomaly.

"It seems that new hope is on the horizon. ”

There is no need to knock on the door, for Professor X, everything that happens on the plane is under control.

He knew that Magneto had secretly hidden Mo Ye's weapons in private, and even acting separately from Mo Ye had the intention of luring Mo Ye away.

If the weapons that can snipe the sentries can be mass-produced, then the current situation will no longer be a problem.

It's just that Cheng dù's technology is so easy to crack......

Professor X felt tired, and he hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

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Of course, Mo Xie knew that the 'High Pressure Particle Cannon' was targeted by Magneto and went away, but given that this cannon was about to be scrapped, he laughed at Magneto's actions.

With Matthew on his back and walking through the sea of clouds, Mo Ye hurried according to the instructions of the compass in his hand.

The microcosm of the earth below is a completely unfamiliar, charred wasteland, apparently washed by artillery fire.

The peaks and peaks have been smoothed out, and rain has accumulated in the depths of the big pits, and Mo Xie has reason to believe that there are fish in the puddles.

He didn't know what the hell it was, whether it was before or after it became a scorched earth, and he couldn't tell what it was or what it meant because of his lack of geographical knowledge.

It used to be a grassland.

If Matthew was awake, he would have said so.

It's just a pity that the anesthetic on Matthew's body hasn't passed yet.

"Yo, there are living people. ”

At this time, Mo Xie did not fly at a high altitude, after all, Matthew's body bones were not as able to withstand tossing as him, so he could see the situation on the ground very lightly.

There are dozens of cars parked on the ground, and the uniform camouflage paint on the bodies looks quite military-style.

There were people in each car, but there were not many, they should have just stayed to watch the car, and from the high altitude, dozens of soldiers in camouflage uniforms were scattered at some distance from the car.

Most of them were fetching water, while a few were carrying some instruments as if they were surveying something.

Seeing this situation, Mo Ye's heart moved.

If there is an army, then it means that there is a political power, and these soldiers have different skin colors, but it is not clear which country's regime should be regarded as it.

But this is not Mo Ye's concern.

He was concerned about the operational map, which was one of the standard equipment for the army to go out to fight, and also had questions about where it was and where it would arrive if it flew southeast.

Mo Xie remembered that the so-called 'last stronghold' in "Reversing the Future" should be within the Great Wall.

"Snort!"

Mo Xie found a place out of the army's field of vision and landed, and when he landed, he made his clothes look tattered.

He was trying to disguise himself as a refugee in the last days in order to get close to the army and get information.

The location he had chosen was on the edge of a deep pit in the water, and there was a low slope where two sergeants were coming from a distance, apparently to fetch water.

Mo Ye waited for the sergeants to approach behind the low slope, he smeared some mud on his face, and at the same time turned out a stone the size of a bowl from the ground, and the unicorn arm forcibly cut a depression in the stone, which looked like a simple bowl.

After doing this, the sergeants were almost at the edge of the pit, Mo Xie thought about it, and slightly used his mental power to draw at the two people from a distance.

Suddenly, there was a strange wind in that direction, and the two sergeants were both staggering, and the hats on their heads involuntarily flew towards the low slope where Mo Ye was.

"What a strange wind!"

One sergeant screamed and hurried to catch up, but he only had time to pounce on his hat, and the other's hat inevitably fell behind the low slope.

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