The weather was so nice.

As the saying goes, 'people are in good spirits when they are happy', and the spiritual power has been re-enriched, and even the always gray sky is a lot more refreshing.

Mo Ye, who was sitting on the ground in front of the cave, had a rare smile on his face.

"What are you doing looking at me like that? Is there anything dirty on my face?"

The clothes that had been torn from the previous 'rolling down the mountain' had been replaced, and the injuries on his body had been treated, and Mo Ye was sure that his face was clean.

But when the shift changed, Flicker kept staring at his face.

That's why he asked a little angrily.

"No, there is no ......"

Flickering frowned, but there was an element of hesitation in her tone, which made her words seem unconvincing.

"Is it a delusion...... How do you feel that there is something different about this guy in front of you?"

The woman's intuition is terrifying, and the muttering in her heart is clearly pointing to a certain fact.

"Okay, I'll go in and rest for an hour, and then I'll go. ”

Mo Ye was very uncomfortable with the flicker, and he dropped a word and went into the cave.

The full mental energy did not need to rest, and even if he rested, he would not be able to repair the mental injury.

He entered the cave only to recuperate after a night of running around and killing.

"Oh. ”

She didn't ask much about Mo Ye's plan, and now she preferred to be silent.

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Mutant Academy, 1973.

Charles and his party finally returned here, although there were several twists and turns, but they finally returned safely.

There were three people when I left, and only three people when I came back, not many people, but not many people.

It's just that all three of them are no longer the same as when they left the academy.

Logan frowned, a rare sad expression, the last time he was in this state was after Professor X was wiped out by the 'Dark Phoenix'.

If you want to find a word to describe it, this expression can be colloquially called 'dead father'.

However, compared to the expression on the face of Charles, who had to be helped to walk, Logan was quite calm.

He's just 'dead his own father', and the expression on Charles' face is like saying, 'My own father is dead, and I killed it with my own hands'.

(Actually, it was Logan who really stabbed his father...... ）

"Hey, what are we going to do next?"

The only one of the three with an optimistic expression on his face was Hank, for whom he was just 'bloodless'.

He helped Charles to the living room, and stood at the top of the stairs, where he asked.

"What else can I do?!What else can I ......do?!Eric has declared war on the whole world!Mutants have officially been pushed into opposition to humanity!What else can I do?!Can I change the memories of all mankind?!!"

Charles, who 'stabbed his father', had a smile on his face called 'Collapse'.

Where is this 'laughing'......

It's worse than crying......

"Good idea. ”

Rogan picked up Charles's words, and he poured a cigar into his mouth—one he had picked up from the coffee table in the living room.

"Hey, don't joke around, okay?!"

Hank gave Rogan an elbow and snatched the cigar from his mouth.

The carpet in this living room is expensive! It would be terrible to let the cigar ashes fall on it!

It's hard to imagine that you are already in a desperate situation, and there are more and more inconsequential details that you notice in your head.

Hank laughed self-deprecatingly, and then handed the cigar to Logan again.

"Forget it......"

He sighed and helped Charles up the stairs.

Magneto has already started a war between mutants and humans, and I'm afraid it won't be long before they leave the realm.

If Logan wants to smoke, let him smoke, even if it burns down the whole house when the fire is lit.

However......

"Hmm!"

Charles, who was supported by him and had previously told a bad joke with a 'sense of humor', suddenly softened.

The medication used to treat his spine had expired, and his legs could no longer support his body.

"Medicine ......!"

Charles squirmed his bloodied lips at Hank.

"Professor, wait for me, I'll be right back!"

Hank helped Charles to sit down on the couch to the side, and he turned and ran upstairs.

"Ahhh......hh

Charles clutched his head and curled up on the couch, letting out a low howl of pain.

For him, the fading of the drug not only meant that he was the disabled person who needed to rely on a wheelchair to move, but more importantly, it meant that his mind was once again filled with various voices.

It was the brainwaves of the people in the neighborhood, and Charles, who had lost control of his abilities, couldn't refuse to listen to them.

In just a few seconds, he felt like his brain was about to explode.

"Professor?!"

Logan was puzzled, he had never seen Charles like this.

"The medicine is here!"

Hank quickly returned, and handed a tube of the needle to Charles, whose face was flushed, and the green tendons were already showing on his forehead.

"Hey! Wait!"

Just as Charles was about to give himself a needle to end the sharp pain that had been working on him, a strong hand took hold of his hand holding the needle.

"Listen, Professor, we need you! Raven hasn't been found by Magneto yet, we must find Raven before he does, and protect her!"

Logan stared into Charles's eyes, and he said word by word,

"We need you! Raven needs you too! That guy who calls himself 'Professor X', why don't you give a response?!"

His words were not spoken to Charles, but to some great being in the body of the decadent young man in front of him.

Reverence and anger were united in his tone.

"Let Me Go ......"

The man holding the needle held his breath, and the voice in his throat was full of oppression.

He dodged Logan's gaze, but he couldn't shake Logan's hand away.

"There's no more Professor X here......"

Hank shrugged on the edge of the couch, his face disappointed, but his eyes shining.

The cold words were deliberately made by him.

This man, who has long been dead and knows everything, may still have a hope in his heart......