Eric doesn't know Raven's quietly swollen lust for power. Hopefully, he managed to convey Kelly's message and returned to the academy, on the one hand, to visit the people he cared about and learn about teaching affairs, and on the other hand, Jean's strength had once again grown to the limit, and he needed his help to resolve it. ｛{x}

For this purpose, he mixed up early on this day.

The reason why the word mixed is used to describe it is because the office building is once again surrounded by journalists. The appearance of the suspended palace has attracted the attention of the outside world just like the London Crystal Palace in the industrial age, and has caused quite a stir in countries around the world. Tourists flock from far and wide, some from abroad, to the park next to the Hudson River by plane or car to see the modern temple for themselves.

Obadiah was overjoyed by this, and the Naval Shipbuilding Institute had already retrieved the relevant information from him, and it would not be long before the generous purchasing committee would place orders waving dollars, and the huge pie would be divided between Exploration Space and the mutants.

Privately, though, he was a little dissatisfied, not because Eric had too much profit, but because he didn't share his "supreme enjoyment" with his friends.

That night, in order to help the annoyed Susan coax Johnny to give up the cigarettes, Eric took the opportunity of drinking to give him a mental inducement, and this method learned from Jean immediately showed great power, and now Thunderbolt and his friends were no longer interested in smoking, and instead pestered Eric to get more from him.

Their elders have heard the news, and many have hinted that they want to experience it for themselves.

This request was not difficult to do, but Eric did not relent, he just adjusted the setting of the palace and copied the magnetic field design that he had on the fifth floor of the office that could affect the body's internal secretion.

As a result, visitors now generally admit that this suspended palace does have an unusual atmosphere, as if some kind of force is quietly watching over it, invisibly nourishing the visitor's body. Unconsciously it can refresh a tired person. This phenomenon attracted many curious scholars, and Eric did not forbid them to study, but these people were not treated like Servig again, and important places such as the secret energy room were not allowed to open to them.

"Let me in one more time, I'll just go one more time."

"Five minutes per person is too short, I haven't even seen the hall."

The palace had limited space, but there was a long queue below, and in order to avoid accidents caused by overcrowding, the caretaker sent by Obadai set a time for the visitors, except for certain special people and staff. Most visitors can only stay on it for five minutes, a rule that has caused a lot of dissatisfaction.

Listening to the protests, Eric laughed and walked silently from among them to the river.

Now no one can show his existence, learned the principle of manipulating electromagnetic waves of invisibility from the Predator's auxiliary tools, and learned the mystery of the invisible woman through the careful study of Susan's body, at this time Eric can already distort the magnetic field to make the electromagnetic waves smooth out of himself, this process is like flowing water in a stream, when passing through stones. It will go around the stone and close forward as if it had not encountered the stone.

With this ability, he is not present in the human eye and in the detector, and basically no one can detect it as long as he wants to.

Fly all the way to the Academy. Auroro was taking the children to class when he landed, and in the midst of the cheers, Eric took out the gifts for the little ones from his watch, and then turned Auroro aside, making her blush.

Now Jean is still in her room. When he was at his peak, he needed Eric's help, so he took a slow walk around the main building and gradually came to the reading room.

Walk through the bookshelves in a row that goes straight to the ceiling. Eric saw the old man sitting by the fireplace with his back to him again.

It was still the same small coffee table, on which still stood the quaint chess box carved out of hard teak, and the thirty-two pieces were divided into black and white to face each other, and the king and queen stood proudly in the support of the castle, the bishops, the knights and the soldiers.

The thick dark green flannel curtains were lowered, the morning sun and the cold wind were blocked, and the room was warm and dim, lit only by the firewood burning in the fireplace. After that incident, the professor seemed to be getting older, his skin was loose and inelastic, and only his eyes still had some radiance.

Draping his coat that had slipped to the ground and the old man curled up in the sand, Eric sat down across from him.

The white soldiers under the old king's command advanced one block from the F-line, and the new king's black soldiers faced each other from the E-line.

"Even if Wang Yi is weakened, he will not hesitate?" Looking at the familiar opening, the professor shook his head.

"Times are no longer the same, and there are new tactics in the new era." Eric replied lightly.

This conversation was like a declaration before all-out war, after which the two generations of leaders did not speak, moving their chess pieces each other until the end of the game.

Sitting back tired, the blazing fire burning in the fireplace, but it couldn't dispel the chill on people.

Seeing the frail old man wrap his coat tighter, Eric adjusted the damper, flicked the firewood and stacked them in layers to form a pyramid, and soon the temperature rose a little.

"I've been waiting for you to come." The professor let out a long sigh.

"I won't forget you." Eric said, heating up the already cold coffee, and soon the smell of steaming heat filled the air over the reading room again, and he couldn't understand why this bitter red bean was so sweet.

Watching the young man's movements, the professor was silent for a moment.

"Remember what I said, those foresights." The old voice said.

"About the end times?" Eric stared at the smoking coffee pot and poured two full cups.

"Or a new beginning." The professor was noncommittal, the cup was a little hot, but it was exactly what the old man wanted.

"Sounds like a story from the Bible." Eric commented.

"And when the number of men arose in the earth, and they gave birth to daughters, the sons of God saw the beauty of the women of men, and they chose them at will, and took them to be wives." The professor reads sentences from the Bible's book of Genesis, piecing together the different chapters. "The sons of God were joined together to bear sons of men, and that was the famous man of old. When the LORD saw that man had sinned greatly on the earth, and that all his thoughts were evil all the days of his thoughts, he repented that he had made man on the earth, and his heart was grieved. And the LORD said, I will destroy from the earth, man and beasts, and creeping things, and the birds of the air, which I have made: for I have repented of making them. ”

"But Noah found favor in the eyes of the Lord?" Eric picked it up in the back, his eyes darkening.

The professor nodded slowly, his voice continuing to echo through the room.

According to Blavatsky's Theosophical view, most of humanity belongs to the fourth root race, and it is said that in the era before the sinking of Lemuria and Maxima, there were survivors who lived near the Gobi in a place called Shambhala, which was the prototype of the fifth root race. Blavatsky considered Shambhala to be the mother nation of the noblest human blood, made up of Indo-Aryan and Caucasian peoples, and some believed that in the future they would replace the present humans. ”

"Like the so-called Homo sapiens replacing Neanderthals?" Eric smiled slightly, the professor's fallacy had far-reaching consequences.

"Some people think so." The professor didn't smile, he said solemnly.

"So, my future collides with someone else's, and we have to decide a winner?" A flash of inspiration flashed, and Eric's eyes gradually became clearer, and he finally saw the origin of the strong malice not long ago.

The professor didn't answer, he spoke to himself.

"When I travel in the world of the mind, I often foresee some endings, there will be wars between mutants and humans, wars between earthlings and aliens, and wars between heroes and heroes. But all the wars added up are no more brutal than the wars of race change, and I have seen billions of people die, the planet is red with blood, and less than a tenth of the people survive, and then the only heroes disappear and they become gods...... I always thought it was the inevitable process until you showed up. ”

The two generations of leaders looked at each other, and the former reincarnation fell into deep thought.

"Your existence has broken my prediction, I thought you were a variable, maybe you could make the doomed ruin less miserable, so that our compatriots could be better preserved, but the result was beyond my expectations. Now I think that this foresight may not really be a foresight, maybe I just see the fate that other people have arranged in their hearts for humanity. ”

Eric slowly raised the cup to his lips, the brown liquid flowing into his mouth with bitterness.

Like Raven in Washington, he has finally come into contact with the hidden side of this world, not only Magneto, these radical mutants are working for their own race, but some of the human race also have their own plans, and the earth cannot afford six billion people, so they will solve it in the simplest way.

"So you also want to build your own Noah's Ark?" Eric asked, looking at the old man.

"I just don't want them to be taken advantage of." The professor replied calmly.

In the AI in the danger room, he left behind information on how to deal with all mutants, including himself, and locked young people in the schoolyard, sabotaging Magneto's efforts again and again, perhaps in his own way to avoid the crisis - at the expense of mutants.

In the past, Eric thought that the professor was on the wrong side, but the moment he reshaped his body, he opened himself unreservedly to the magnetic field of the planet, and it was difficult for the will of the individual human being to hold on to such a magnificent ocean of the Force, and if there was no anchor point for him to live in the physical world, perhaps he would have melted into the vast expanse of the earth's magnetism.

Perhaps when using search engines to find compatriots for a long time, the professor's will has been eroded by the minds of ordinary people, who account for the vast majority of ordinary people.

Speechless, Eric put down his glass and left, the professor didn't say who the man was, and he didn't ask.

The collision of two destinies has only one winner, and the winner will never be that person. (To be continued!)

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