"Mr. Eric has arrived!"

With an announcement, the crowded hall was temporarily quiet for a moment. The people who had been talking to each other turned their heads one after another, and their eyes were intertwined with various emotions to the door, until they saw the man who had been known for a long time strolling in under the courteous guidance of the waiter, and then it took another second for the atmosphere to return to its original state.

Ignoring the suspicious, tentative, and eager glances in his eyes, Eric casually grabbed a glass of wine and walked down the hall to chat cordially with some admirers who had come to greet him.

Contrary to what most people think, the schedule of this meeting is actually not rigorous. Rather than a meeting, it's better to describe it as a drinking party - the goal of communication has been achieved and the top few people have agreed, so the next procedure is just a formality, so that people from all sides can get to know each other so that they can coordinate in the follow-up action.

Cunning politicians took advantage of this, using various methods to woo and lobby those who had the decisive voice, and finally tied most of the superpowered organizations to the chariot with a common enemy.

Now they can safely attack the werewolves on the other side of the Atlantic, where half of the world's forces are concentrated, except for the mutant academy that has become low-key and cautious after losing its leader, and the avengers that S.H.I.E.L.D. is trying to win over are still being carefully guarded by the one-eyed director, other forces and the military's newly formed super forces have been gathered, and they will go to the front line to fight an unprecedented war just after the order of their superiors.

Politicians and leaders alike had no doubt that they would be the only victorious side of the war. Although werewolves are powerful, their advantages are limited to melee combat and contagion, and the human army can't do anything about them, which doesn't mean that the combined superpower troops can't do it. Maybe there will be some significant costs in local battles, but that is an acceptable loss. So everyone was confident that Mr. Lucien might have a few good night's sleep before they set out, and then sleep for a long time.

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, the werewolf leader who is particularly valued by Eric will also have his own hole cards, and he can deal a heavy blow to this coalition army.

But that's not Eric's concern, now he only cares about one thing, that is, since he returned to this era, time has been making minor adjustments, slowly but surely automatically repairing the disorder caused by time travel, and only waiting for a suitable time for Eric to officially announce the return of the new Magneto.

What is certain is that the time will not be long before now, when the blue glowing cube opens the passage again, and the sealed memories will return to the hearts of the terrified people.

At that time, people will once again deeply realize that they need a savior.

This time, though, Eric is no longer content to just play the role of a crisis savior, he will want more.

Thinking quietly, Eric raised his glass to his lips and sipped it slightly, and then a voice sounded beside him.

"I've been waiting." That's when the senator finally got rid of the reporters and quietly came to Eric's side.

For a hero as senior as Captain America, politicians have maintained enough respect at least superficially.

This respect is not due to historical merits, but to the fact that Eric is not a mascot like Rogers was to be offered. As one of the world's first known and most powerful superpowers, he not only has a deep connection with the military and S.H.I.E.L.D., but also returned to modern times and was selected by the World Security Council as an important candidate to counterbalance Fury, with a young but terrifying micro-force under his command, and according to Claudia, the senator also learned that a powerful assassin had joined his command not long ago, so this made him pay more attention to Eric's existence.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that my childhood idols looked as young as my youngest son." After the chill, the senator smiled, and his smile looked friendly and not contrived, making a good impression.

But on the good looks, Eric sees a sick thirst for blood beneath his pale skin - this is also an old man who has been injected with blood potions, and another veteran senator, Bill Brown. Stone also accepted a gift from another world.

Fate is so ridiculous, the werewolf king Rucien came to the other world and still can't escape the blow of the blood inheritor, and this time there will be no woman to help him save the fate of the extinction.

Eric didn't poke it, just smiled faintly. (To be continued......)

ps: The number of words is not much, so let's adjust the status today.