Chapter 35: The Last Cup of Tea

In the post-war world, in order to make human beings use natural resources more evenly, nearly 300 urban areas are almost evenly distributed on all continents, but there are still two places that are absolutely "barren areas".

The first is the continent of Antarctica.

The second is the area between the Atlas Mountains and the Atlantic coast

In the area where the Whitewater Prison is located, it is called a "no man's land", because no matter what, there is still a bit of water there, you throw a person there, if you can dig grass roots, chew tree bark, you can still persist in living, if you are lucky, dig a bamboo rat nest, it is estimated that you can also open a meat.

Yes, the 'no man's land' is just that there are no people, and the so-called 'barren land' is nothing. There was no vegetation, no water, no living things, just yellow sand and enough wind to blow the dead!

Due to the close proximity between Earth and Sun, daytime temperatures can reach 60 degrees Celsius

Some people may not know what the concept of 60 degrees is, from a medical point of view, when the protein exceeds 65 degrees, it begins to denature, in other words, it is cooked, that is, if you go to this station in broad daylight, then you begin to slowly move towards a plate of braised pork ribs.

Also, the average annual rainfall here is only about a dozen millimeters, so what is the concept of precipitation? To put it bluntly, it didn't rain

In addition, there are no roads and no gas stations in this place, so you can't drive far, and you have to risk getting stuck in quicksand, and you can only rely on airdrops to think of a place.

In short, this place is the kind of place where no one can go to it.

However, somewhere in this barren area, 300 meters underground, hides one of the world's most secret military bases.

No one knows how big this place is, because the employees here are strictly divided into their own areas of action, and if they cross the line, they will be immediately arrested and investigated.

No one knows where they are, every time you go in and out, it's in hypnotic mode, you close your eyes, you're still in a certain city, and when you open your eyes, you're already here.

No one knows what they're doing here. Anyway, the people who come here, just need to do what they are asked to do, maybe your job is to compare some numbers every day that you don't know what the meaning is, or maybe, you just go to check the cables of a whole room every day, that's all, you don't ask what these things are for, and no one will tell you if you ask, because they don't know, after everyone arrives here, they will complete the work for two years, and then you close your eyes again, and when you open your eyes, you will return to your original city. In addition to the extra salary you want to pack, you may even feel like you're just dreaming.

This mysterious place has been running perfectly for decades in this mode, and it will continue to run for decades.

There are no names, no addresses, no purpose for running or no one knowing.

However, it is such a place where nothing is known, but it is the core that maintains the operation of the entire mutant society.

At noon one day, 57 degrees Celsius, fine.

Over the desert, a huge flying machine floats above the clouds.

On the plane, Magneto and Ziliang sat opposite each other, Ziliang was smoking a cigarette, and Magneto was drinking tea

"So, you've been looking here for decades, and you still haven't found it?" Ziliang asked.

Magneto nodded: "Yes, the post-war world is much more complicated than the human society in the past, after all, there are fewer people, and there are fewer clues to be found, if it weren't for you and your compass, I might not be able to find Charles for the rest of my life." ”

Ziliang closed the black note: "Hehe, it's really hard to imagine that you actually wishfully think that Charles is not dead just because of a dream that you can't remember clearly." ”

Magneto shook the teacup in his hand.

"Yes, it was wishful thinking, but my consciousness told me that the message was brought to me by Charles, and that he needed my help."

In fact, originally, after the promulgation of Act X, even Magneto felt that Professor X had died.

At that time, mutants had begun to rule the world, and Magneto, as a force that had always supported the independence of mutants, suddenly lost his goal.

At that time, he also wanted to return to the field and spend the rest of his life in peace.

However, one day, when he was groggy in his home and wanted to sleep, he seemed to hear a voice in his head.

That's a very short signal, just a simple word, "help me"

There was no reason, and it was impossible to hear whose voice it was, in fact, it was like a half-asleep and half-awake dream.

But at that moment, Magneto woke up.

He inexplicably felt that someone needed his help, it was an old friend who had been with him for a lifetime, and an enemy who had fought all his life.

Yes, Charles.

Just when the whole world was gradually moving towards the better, Charles entered his own mind, leaving a signal of unknown significance, and since then, he has disappeared.

Magneto is undoubtedly a powerful person, and his strength is not only reflected in his abilities, but also in his intelligence, so just because of a few words in this hazy situation, he vaguely speculated that there seemed to be a big conspiracy behind this world.

So, he began to dig into this world, and gradually, this nearly 100-year-old man also came into contact with the dark side of this world.

When people get old, their temperament will always change, and those madmen who were invincible when they were young will also become quiet and kind neighbors when they are old. People whose hands are full of blood may yearn for nothing more than drinking tea and planting flowers when they are old.

The mutants have finally conquered humanity, and Magneto's dream has become a reality.

However, in the mist of clear tea, his heart has not been able to stabilize the society is good, but it seems that this beauty is not the same as what he is pursuing.

So that day, Magneto sat on his old couch, slowly, silently, watching the sun fade away from the edge of the field.

With that last cup of tea, he seemed to understand something.

It doesn't seem to matter what the world is like, you will eventually grow old, die, and be forgotten forever, but the alternation of the world will never stop.

It seems to suddenly don't matter what direction a world will take, whether humans will be in power or mutants will rule.

The important thing is that at this moment, there is an old friend sitting opposite him, drinking tea and arguing with him, even if he is holding his stomach and scolding each other.

On that day, Magneto left his old house with a crutch.

Soon after, the X-Men regrouped