Probably just after class, when Charles arrived in the corridor in front of Charles's office, a group of boys and girls were walking out with their textbooks.

More than a dozen students passed by more or less glanced at Charles, the mutant who was said to have saved the phantom cat, and even a tall blonde girl greeted with a smile: "Hello, handsome guy." ”

Western women treat this with little subtlety, even among mutants. Charles didn't care about this either, nodded in response, and walked towards Professor Charles's office.

But as far as the eye could see, it was not the haired Charles, but a bald professor with a white face and beard.

At this moment, the bald professor was looking down to collect some textbooks on his lap, and after hearing the footsteps, he glanced up at him, and then nodded: "Wait a minute, I'll be fine." ”

Charles has nothing to do with it.

He was not surprised by the person in front of him.

Charles now knows a little bit about this place, there are three professors Charles in the school, the oldest one, the one he has seen before, is a bit Alzheimer's, so he doesn't have to do anything.

However, the other two need to take turns to go to the depths of the school with the help of brainwave machines to spread their spirits to protect humans in half the world from being brainwashed by the apocalypse.

At the same time, more than that, because there is an old Magneto on the side of the apocalypse who "abandons the light and turns to the dark", so the young Magneto, who has "fought" together, also needs to deal with another old Magneto wheel underground, so as not to blow up the earth.

They are very busy, and it is rare to see them together. In terms of work, it also belongs to the kind that takes turns every three or five days.

That's it at the moment.

Quietly watching the bald professor tidy up his desk and chairs, and sitting on a chair left over from the student's class in the office, Charles silently pondered what the other party was calling him for.

After a while, the professor looked up and smiled: "I'm sorry, I have some slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, and it always feels awkward not to clean up here." ”

As he spoke, the other chairs around Charles automatically pressed against the corner of the office as if they were being carried in the air, neatly and neatly.

"Is there something to do with me?" Charles asked.

He's been living here for two or three days, and he's not met anything other than the first acquaintance with the main people here.

"I want to ask, after you arrived here, did the space-time rift still exist?"

There was nothing to hide from this question, Charles answered truthfully.

This caused a flash of disappointment on the bald professor's face, but seeing that Charles had doubts on his face, he explained softly.

"If we can pinpoint the location of the gap in space-time, then we can go into it and find help."

That kind of space-time gap appears irregularly, and according to these people in front of them, every time they appear, after shuttling and returning, they will basically disappear, and then appear from other places, difficult to find, difficult to reuse.

Charles hadn't paid attention to whether the crack that had been heavily protected by the apocalypse had disappeared, so he just said he hadn't paid attention to it.

The other party didn't think much about this issue, and after being a little disappointed, he changed the topic and said, "I discussed it with Xiao Cha and had a battle plan for the apocalypse, but I just need your cooperation." ”

"What's the plan?" Charles asked without hesitation.

Both in terms of profit and personal hatred, Charles is very interested in killing the Apocalypse, so there is nothing to hesitate about it.

"We can find a way to trap Apocalypse temporarily, but trapping him doesn't mean we can kill him. And Xiao Cha said, you have injured Apocalypse before, so I want to ask, if our plan goes well, can you kill Apocalypse? ”

He hadn't done anything like that, but Charles nodded without hesitation.

His Black Death talent can cut off the soul, and when he fought with the Apocalypse before, he caused a lot of pain to that person, and the amount of damage is not clear, but thinking about cutting a few more swords will always make the other party's soul scatter.

The bald Charles couldn't help frowning when he saw him nodding, and then pushed the wheelchair and motioned to Charles: "Then please come with me." Let me tell you the details of this plan. ”

Charles followed as she was told.

Professor Charles's wheelchair does not need to be pushed, it only needs to be pushed with his unique mental power, and it seems to be automatic at first glance. Charles followed, turning down the corridor of the old villa, until he reached a bedroom door.

The bald professor knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside, and he didn't care, instead pushing the door in. Charles followed inside, and saw an unconscious red-haired girl floating quietly on the bed.

Just by looking at it, you can feel the abundant spiritual stance around the girl. If you use the eye of fate to check, you can clearly find the vigorous and even huge vitality in the girl's body.

The power of the phoenix?

This thought flashed through his mind, and in a trance, he observed that the girl's eyes seemed to see a phoenix appearing and spreading its wings towards him, and the shadows of the resentful spirits with only 7 paths left in the spirit body trembled slightly, but it may be because there was no hostility, and there were no other accidents.

"Are you alright?"

A concerned voice came from his ear, and he looked sideways, and the bald professor was looking at him worriedly at the moment.

"It's fine." Charles replied, feeling inexplicably jealous of the unconscious girl in front of him.

"Looks like you've discovered a special power in the body." Professor Charles asked, "Have you been in contact with that world?" But as far as I know, there is no piano there. ”

"Just getting aware." Charles replied softly.

The other party didn't ask in detail, nodded when he heard the words, and then the wheelchair arrived at the head of the bed and held one of the unconscious girl's hands.

"The Apocalypse is not afraid of us, in fact, if he had not had any scruples, he would have wiped us all out. In our world, only Jean can kill him completely. ”

But the one in front of him is unconscious, and the one is still raging. Charles thought to himself, but the other party's words were not over yet.

"Apocalypse also knows this, so when we were defenseless, he took advantage of the chaos to devour Old Friend X, and then used his spiritual power to invade Qin's brain, wanting to completely solve her, so as not to be counterattacked by her."

"But the power of the phoenix is very special, and its host is not so easy to die, so the apocalypse did not completely succeed. On the contrary, it gave him a preliminary fusion of his thinking and the piano. You may have noticed the battle you fought not long ago, and the Apocalypse is not free to target us. That's all thanks to Jean, and at present, her thinking is in sync with the apocalypse. ”

"So your plan is for her to interfere with the Apocalypse?"

"That's right." The bald professor nodded, then looked at him and said, "Once you're sure you can damage the Apocalypse, I'll start trying to communicate with Jean." The timing is uncertain, but I'll let you know when everything is ready. Also, if you need anything, go to Hank and he'll have it ready for you. ”

"So, do you agree with this plan?"

What else could Charles say, of course, he nodded, anyway, he was pretty sure he could kill Apocalypse, and as for whether the X-Men could really trap Apocalypse, it wasn't something he should consider.

And even if the plan fails, Charles doesn't think that Apocalypse can trap him, and it's a big deal to escape.

It's just that if you can plan it smoothly, it's better to go smoothly.

Thinking so, Fu talked about other matters again, and Charles took his leave and left.

……

For the rest of the day, Charles waited silently in the Mutant School.

He didn't put all his hopes on the X-Men, so he focused on learning a spell at the third level of the Necromancer, and in his spare time, he could go into another world to check on various matters or control the development of the storybook.

It's just that in the end, Charles didn't wait for the bald professor's preparation to be completed, but the fate power in the crystal ball was unknowingly filled.