The angels outside the porthole are transparent, and the sunlight from the sky has a golden color, as if it is from the gods, and it is never ceaseless.

Staying under such a sky must be in a good mood, right?

It's just that the two old men sitting in front of the window don't have any smiles on their faces.

"Eric, the world has changed, and now even you can't withstand the wind for long. ”

Professor X had a solemn look on his face.

The plane travels in the stratosphere, and there are powerful air currents flowing in the upper atmosphere all the time.

These currents are strong enough to blow the elephants away.

"The world has changed......" Magneto savored the sentence, as if to taste some extra meaning from it, but in the blink of an eye he gave up.

The world has changed.

It's just a fact, an established fact.

In a dozen years, the world became unrecognizable, with sentry robots appearing in droves, mutants bleeding, then humans, and then, to this day, even the planet began to bleed.

Today's atmospheric environment is very different from the past, and the atmosphere at the bottom is better said, and the higher you go, the more obvious this change is.

One of the most intuitive aspects of this change is reflected in the convection of air.

Even the convection of air in the upper stratosphere was not so strong and varied.

But that's just the surface.

The most deadly things are often the most difficult to detect, and at this moment, the seemingly gentle sunlight actually hides murderous intentions.

The ozone layer of this world has been destroyed.

In just over a decade, I don't know why, the ozone layer of this planet has been destroyed.

Intense rays from high in the air cause a temperature difference, which brings strong winds.

Strong winds at high altitudes do not endanger people on the ground, while untreated rays can.

Even mutants are not exposed to this environment for long periods of time, especially mutants who are not good at self-healing.

"Charles, it doesn't matter if the world changes, I'm completely fine with this level of gangfeng. ”

Magneto was confident in his abilities, but he still didn't understand the core meaning of Professor X's words.

"Erik, don't just make magnetic fields here, especially those that are too strong. ”

Professor X sighed and decided to make it clear.

"I've always had a feeling ......lately," Professor X said, "and I feel very uncomfortable every time I put my mental power into the snow, as if someone was warning us to leave, so well, Eric, don't make too much noise." ”

“……”

Magneto was silent, and he also looked out the window, after all, his mutant ability was not in the direction of spiritual power, and at this time, Professor X had more say.

"Okay then, but if there's no news tonight, we're going to have to do it anyway. Magneto snorted, "That guy Logan, don't hang on the snow, I can't collect his body in that kind of place." ”

"Don't worry. Professor X withdrew his gaze from the window, "Eric, I have a lot of confidence in Logan. ”

What a Flag......

As soon as this sentence came out, inexplicably, Magneto suddenly had a feeling of chilling to the bone, and naturally, he was excited.

"Charles, let's try 'Wired' later, I feel like something is going to happen......"

Looking at the expression on Professor X's face with a frown, Magneto didn't see anything from the expression on Professor X's face, so he picked up his plate and went out.

"Your sister, you were also 'full of confidence' in your sister at the beginning, but what happened?"

Muttering in his heart, Magneto knew that there was only one sentence he couldn't say in front of Professor X.

"Nothing good seems to end up with anyone you've been confident in...... Is it really good to curse Logan like that?"

Magneto walked out of the dining room and closed the door, only then did he whisper a sentence in his heart.

His voice was so soft that it was almost drowned out by the sound of the door closing.

Some words are really unpleasant for the elderly......

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Almost naked, Rogan still didn't get to the destination he wanted to reach.

Having lost his mutant ability, he might still have had hope of being able to run to the car if he hadn't accepted Edelman's transformation, but now he can't.

The overly heavy metal skeleton dragged Logan down badly, and the metal with excellent thermal conductivity also dragged down Logan's body temperature.

Just about thirty or forty meters away from the car, Logan rolled his eyes and fell.

He was frozen, and his exposed skin was an iron blue, a sign that the blood under his skin was frozen.

"Woo woo woo ......"

It was so cold on the snow, so cold that Logan felt like his mind was frozen with his body, and every thought turned slowly.

"Am I going to die......?"

His tongue was so dull that it looked like he had sucked a sack of hemp, and Logan could only comfort himself with a muffled 'whine' sound in his throat.

He tried hard to produce heat in this body, but unfortunately, most of the body's functions had frozen out.

Logan lay on the snow, and the sky in his eyes gradually began to blur.

Brightness and clarity are replaced with grayish-white.

At this moment, Logan suddenly thought of the time when he was absorbed by the 'white-eyed wolf' of the island country.

That's what he saw the world like at that time.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I let you down. ”

The thoughts in Logan's head became less and less, and all kinds of memories of the past were cut off before they could be finished, and at this time, Rogan only had Professor X's instructions before leaving.

Oh, this man would never know about the flag that Professor X had set for him......

Then his consciousness went into darkness.

……

For a long time, a shadow appeared on the horizon when the sun had begun to set in the west.

Little by little, small, slow-moving figures emerged from beyond the horizon.

"Mark!"

With every movement of distance, the diminutive figure let out a cry.

In the open snowfield, his shouts searched the path in all directions instead of himself.

'Before the person arrives, the sound comes first', the saying could not be more appropriate.

This short figure is not Matthew, but who is it?

After getting off the sleigh, he followed the traces of the sled rolling on the snow, and Matthew, who moved on the snow with his hands and buttocks, looked like a beggar who showed his flaws in the streets before the end of the world to win the sympathy of passers-by.

He was exhausted from crawling all the way, but he was far from there relative to his destination.

So he shouted, hoping for an imaginary response.

He just climbed all the way and shouted all the way, and no one or thing could deal with Matthew except for the sound of the wind on the snowfield.

He is like an outcast in heaven and earth.

"Brother!"

Shouting again, doomed to be a futile effort, Matthew temporarily stopped moving, he felt like his waist was about to break, and his stomach was already starting to cry.

He was already tired and hungry.

"How far is it......"

Matthew looked at the horizon in the distance, and the snow beneath him was the mark left by the sled, which reminded Matthew that he was going in the right direction.

"Huh?"

Matthew, who was trying to lift his body up and look into the distance, saw a bump on the horizon.

On the snowfield of the Ichima Flat River, the presence of a bump is extremely discordant.

"What's that?"

Matthew's heart tightened, and he forgot about the pain in his waist.

Struggling to move his body in an unsightly position, Matthew crawled in the direction of the bump as fast as he could.

He felt as if something was waiting for him.