On this day, Charles Francis Xavier slept until dusk and woke up, as the founder of Xavier's Talent Youth Academy, one of the two pillars of the mutant race, he had not slept so soundly for a long time. Yes, there are no mischievous students rushing in to complain, and there are no poisonous snakes and centipedes hiding in dark corners planning any conspiracy against mutants to be wary of, Magneto entered the class room because of his recklessness, Stryker also learned a lesson, the academy is safe and sound, there are young people on top of small things, and he has a very comfortable time during this time.

Inadvertently, he was already a drooping and decrepit, and his bare skull and loose skin were silently reminding him that no matter how high his prestige and ability were, he could not make up for the lost youth.

The word energetic has gone with his age, and now he is just a sunset with residual heat.

After struggling on the bed for a long time, he managed to sit up, and after a while, he became a little out of breath. But there wasn't much important to do today, and he still had some time to pass.

The room was quiet, and there was no movement outside, and he tried to remember for a while before he remembered that the proud disciples had gone on a routine tour today, and the children were probably still playing outside, and Eric's first lesson in office must have captured their hearts.

That's a magical guy.

He smiled and put on his shirt, but he didn't get up and go to the ground, he still wanted to bathe in the afterglow of the sunset and then reminisce about the afterglow of the sunset

Smiling self-deprecatingly, Charles Xavier turned on the TV, unable to hear the students' slapsticks, and watched something else.

The TV turned on, and the live broadcast inside scared him, and Charles sat on the bed in a daze, unable to believe his eyes.

"What do I see, a person? No, it's a bunch of people! "Reporters are dancing and foaming." They swung their fists around the rare and endangered animal, knocking it to the ground. Listen to the sound of it screaming, as if it was being forced by a wicked man. Violent little places. Woman, how pitiful this baby is, it has been ruthlessly destroyed when it first arrives in the country! But I don't pity it at all, because it and its brothers just knocked down an entire half of the street just a few minutes ago, displacing nearly a thousand people and destroying millions of dollars in property. ”

"Beautiful! Kid with fire! He sent out a pillar of fire to burn the serpent to the ground, and he did it with a cheap lighter after hiding behind the police car and emptying dozens of magazines. Anyway, why do we have to feed such an incompetent strip, it is enough to have him. Such a high value for money is not enough that the local councillor will award him a special medal of frugality in recognition of the valuable tax he has saved on taxpayers. ”

"I must be dreaming! A short boy, who was not much older than my son, spun white mist from his hands, and he spun around the snake's head, freezing the snake and screaming. Look, he flew, as if there was a transparent skateboard under his feet, supporting him to run around in the sky. And the big guy, look at his muscles, they are as strong as steel! No, it's steel, and there's even reflection, am I dazzled, he picked up the snake's tail and smashed it everywhere, this big snake is dying, I want to comfort this guy's mother, it's not easy to give birth to this big guy, if she was born in the Soviet Union, she must be a heroic mother. ”

The reporters had already broken through the blockade of the police as if they had been beaten and were desperately approaching the fighting arena.

They can't be blamed for being stupid and bold, but today's scene is too exciting.

Westchester is a wealthy town and a quiet little town, but for journalists, that means it's as bland and disgusting as chewed bagasse.

What kind of news do you need to impress your boss? There is no extravagance, no flesh-and-blood violence, no famous mouths, even if you are so diligent that you stay outside the star's villa in the biting cold wind of winter, in exchange for a life photo of someone getting up early and running.

This can't even be inserted into the middle seam of the entertainment version, unless it is in those days when the news is scarce and boring, and the editors are helpless. The editors will give a small face to a piece of the page.

So this place has always been the grave of journalists, no attraction, no performance, no room for promotion, how can it be a miserable word?

But now everything is different, and the dreary and suffocating town suddenly becomes glamorous after being visited by snakes, so that every reporter who rushes to hear the sound of the trip is worth it.

There are terrifying monsters here, mysterious heroes appear, and stupid and incompetent police and military as the background, they can attract the attention of the whole United States like flies, this kind of news, what editor-in-chief in his right brain would not excitedly pounce on and take the initiative to give a headline report? Aspiring journalists would never miss such a godsend.

The cheers and screams almost drowned out Eric, though he had long since stopped fighting himself, but watched the students perform with his hands in his pockets. Such a sound is not new to him, reincarnation is born to be a performer, destined to shine on the world stage, either to be worshiped by the world, or to move forward indifferently in crying and scolding.

If you can't eat five tripods, you can also cook five tripods---- which is a very appropriate portrayal of life for reincarnation.

On the other hand, it is the young people of the academy, who clearly show the process of going from immaturity to maturity. From the beginning of the hand did not know where to go, the fight was cringe, to the back of the hands and feet became more bold and lack of patience, if it was not for Auroro to adjust the state in time, waving the role of nanny, some of them may not be able to fully enjoy such a welcome.

It's much better now, anyway, it's also a long-trained mutant rising star, with Eric's courage and courage, and the careful care of the nurse Storm Girl, they don't have to worry about the future, and they naturally play well.

John the Burning Man can't create a zào flame himself, and he can take a lighter and make it a good place, and the giant snake with rough skin and thick flesh is used as a target, and the more proficient his ability to manipulate the flames is; Bhabby, the Iceman, is no less impressive, he finally understands that his abilities need to be put to good use, and now he breathes cold air like a glider in the air; Colossus Pete has basically mastered his own characteristics, that is, he is stupid and black and not afraid of beating, the snake body of the big snake coils him and twists it, and he bites a few teeth and breaks a few teeth, not to mention the headache, so Pete is not relaxed, grabbing the snake's tail and ravaging it. I am afraid that this snake will live comfortably.

The girls' fighting ability is not opened enough, and they are basically playing soy sauce. Katie had the audacity to use her ability to weave through the snake's body, and the snake didn't even lose a single scale, but instead scared herself into screaming, but she couldn't get tired of it, and she knew that this girl was treating the battle as a game by looking at her crooked eyebrows. Magneto's daughter, Lona, also lived up to her reputation as a formidable father, picking up some slender iron nails from the rubble, and flying them out with all her might, piercing the snake's belly and Colossus, sending the man with a spark. There is also glare, this girl who is a few years older really lives up to her ambition to be a star, and after absorbing the sound waves cheered by the onlookers, she made an offensive with extraordinary sound and light effects, but unfortunately the effect is too much to describe as unsatisfactory.

The only thing that impressed people was the little naughty. After Colossus hugged the snake's tail and stood still, she calmly squatted down and took off her gloves to catch the big snake, and after a while, the snake's movements slowed down significantly, and she was weak, making the boys' attacks more effective, and soon the last snake came to the end of the road.

In this vicious fight, Auroro saw the young man go from clumsiness to proficiency, although he could not be said to be very good, but he basically waved the results of his usual training, and was encouraged by the people, and the encouraged students even went beyond the previous level, and became better and better. At first, she had to help prevent anyone from getting hurt, but after a while, she was now on the verge of becoming a superfluous person.

Auroro was a little distracted, she would not forget the nervousness and stiffness she had when she first entered the battle, her upbringing was a summary of the lessons learned from her mistakes, and no one ever cheered her on. Even if she risked her life, climbed steep buildings, fought for her life against an invincible enemy, and saved the humanity of the city. Even with such an act, no one ever came over to thank her.

In fact, many times, she is like a transparent ghost, giving a lot but not being known, always out of the crowd. Without the attention of her compatriots, she would have never existed.

Once she thought that she was fighting for her compatriots and didn't need the gratitude and respect of others, now she finally understood that her cold arrogance was only because she couldn't get it.

In a trance, she took the cheers given by the crowd to the students as her own, as if she were the hero who showed her talents, and the feeling of being noticed seeped into her soul like a hot and heart-shaking liquor, made her intoxicated, and her face was as enthusiastic as a child enjoying it. However, the self-consciousness of being a senior and a mentor will soon wake her up again, telling her that she is just a bystander outside the focus of the light, and that no matter what she has to do with the students, people's care will not be with her after all. The misplaced understanding kept dividing her heart, like a saw sawing through Auroro, making her cold for a while, warm and comforting for a while.

Auroro saw the man who was closer to her than she was in a daze, and it was he who dominated the day and made ordinary people happy for mutants. She looked at the figure that seemed to melt into the light, as if she saw the Lord of heaven.

In the academy, in front of the TV.

When he first saw Eric, a faint tremor from his soul told Charles Xavier that this was the person he had been waiting for, but he didn't expect the surprise to come so quickly.

In this twilight, he watched as the man who looked like his old friend when he was young changed the fate of the next generation of mutants, and the resentment and anger that had been locked between the young children's eyebrows for many years gradually disappeared in the enthusiastic shouts of the crowd, replaced by unprecedented confidence and serenity.

Charles laughed silently, the lingering gloom he had in the past dissipated, no matter what difficulties lay ahead, at least a new path had been opened to mutants, wasn't it?

Thank you, my new Magneto.

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