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Chapter 13 Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters

Chapter 1 Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters

Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters was a place that seemed very unassuming.

The whole school looked as if it was nestled among flowers, with an architectural style reminiscent of the 1940s. The area for children's activities was only the size of a basketball court.

The school gate, which looked like a temporary modification, could only allow one car to enter and exit at a time. In the flower beds outside the school gate, roses, forsythia, irises, and other flowers were in full bloom.

In fact, this place was originally a remodeled old house.

If someone stood outside the school gate, they would notice an awkward thing: the black iron gate of the school was tightly closed. If no one opened the door, one would have to climb over the wall to enter. There wasn't even a doorbell here!

In the distance, a black Volkswagen sedan drove over. This car seemed to make no sound when it drove, as if it were gliding on the ground. It was as if one could only hear the smooth and lubricated engine humming by pressing one's ear to the hood. This Volkswagen Phaeton, which cost more than two million RMB, had the labels of low-key, luxurious, and dignified, just like the passengers inside.

The specially made car door opened next to the sedan, and a slide came down. A bald old man pushed a wheelchair and slid down from it. His eyes were firm and wise, and had a boundless clarity like the azure sky. Therefore, when he looked at you, you would not feel inferior because he was sitting in a wheelchair, but rather felt like a king was looking at his subjects from his throne.

His nose was high, and the nasolabial folds on both sides were obvious, which added to his majesty as a superior. His lips, which were not deliberately pursed, gave him a sense of firmness.

A young woman got out of the car, quickly supporting the wheelchair, and talking intimately with him. But the old man suddenly saw the gate, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled:

"Jean, it seems we have an unscheduled visitor. Although we are not present, Bobby and Pyro should be awake... I hope they can be a little gentler."

When the wheelchair was pushed to the outside of the iron gate, the iron gate opened automatically, as if it had not been locked at all. The old man even smiled and nodded at the iron gate:

"Good afternoon, old Tom."

Then the young woman named Jean pushed the old man, wanting to enter the corridor, but the old man waved his head with interest, pointing to the garden beside him:

"This visiting gentleman is very shrewd. Unlike those who came for dollars before, he carefully observed the environment before making the decision to sneak in. Both the infiltration route and infiltration method have commendable points, avoiding most of our traps. Now there are very few interesting people like this. Anyway, I rarely have free time, so let's follow in his footsteps and take a look."

It was no wonder that the old man was a little surprised. One should know that Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters was no ordinary place. The traps set up inside could not be discovered and passed through even by the most rigorously trained special forces soldiers.

Jean smiled faintly and nodded, pushing the old man forward. Along the way, the old man kept smiling and nodding, because at least three traps had just been passed, but all of them showed no signs of being triggered, so he became even more curious about the identity of that person.

Suddenly, Jean said:

"Mr. Charles, if I remember correctly, the fountain ahead should be where Bobby often practices his abilities. The path of this uninvited guest should end here... Bobby?!!"

In the colorful garden in front, there was a beautifully built marble fountain, which was like a champagne glass mountain stacked at a wine party, exquisite and luxurious. Even the spring water was gurgling from underground.

Iceman Bobby's favorite thing to do was to insert his hands into the clear spring water and then watch the beautiful ice layer condense and freeze the spring water little by little, and then melt it.

At this time, the garden was still the same, the fountain was still the same, and Bobby was still the same.

The only difference was that the handsome young man who liked to insert his hands into the clear spring was lying on the ground, his exposed skin pale and weak... But he didn't seem to be in any life-threatening danger, because the hand pressed on his eyes was still trembling non-stop, as if he had suffered a great blow.

Charles's deep eyes fluctuated at this time, and then transformed into a look of great interest:

"Bobby looks very healthy, but he is almost exhausted. It seems that his powers have been depleted. There is no doubt that he attacked that guest, and then... It's really surprising that the guest allowed him to freeze all the time, or avoided his freezing, until Bobby's powers were exhausted and then he left."

Jean said in surprise:

"There are such powerful people in this world?"

Next, they found Pyro's favorite stove... and his coat. Pyro himself was sleeping wearily on the lounge chair next to him, his snoring clearly audible. He even burned off a large part of his hair, which showed the intensity of the time.

Continuing forward, the destruction here was quite serious. A building had collapsed, and the reason for the collapse was familiar to Jean. It was caused by the overflow of Cyclops' powerful destructive power. At this time, Cyclops, this young man, was sitting next to him dejectedly, his hands in his hair, very颓废呆滞.

Seeing Jean and the old man in the wheelchair, he said nothing and pointed to the front.

That place was a very ordinary room,

but it was famous because Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters' headmaster, Professor X, Charles Francis Xavier, usually

communicated with friends here.

In this seemingly ordinary小屋子, the powerful Magneto, Erik Magnus, was the most frequent visitor. In addition, it is said that Iron Man, Black Bolt, and other legendary figures also came here. The legendary Illuminati was also established here.

Therefore, those who can enter and sit in this room are all famous figures.

As for those who can sit in without being invited, to be honest, it seems that the person in front of him is the only one so far.

Professor X had a look of interest on his face, glanced at Jean, and shook his head slightly to let her let go. Then he pushed the wheelchair in himself. This was his way of showing respect. And after hearing the sound of the wheelchair, the person staying in the reception room had already stood up one step ahead.

This person was just a young man, but his behavior was neither humble nor arrogant, polite, and with a very apologetic smile:

"Mr. Charles, my name is Seaman. I am very sorry to meet you in such an abrupt way, but I really have a reason to do so."

Mr. Charles looked at Fang Senyan and smiled:

"There is a layer of mysterious mist on your body... Is that the barrier of fate? If so, then I should be the one apologizing. But before our conversation begins, I have a very curious question. Although my three students are not very strong, there are really few ways to defeat them without hurting them. However, I don't think you are the kind of person with very strong mental power."

Fang Senyan smiled and said:

"Actually, the answer is not surprising. My ability to resist blows is relatively strong. It's like a sandbag. When people hit the sandbag until they run out of strength, then they will naturally give up."

"That analogy is inappropriate." Professor Charles said with a smile, "You are very strong."

Fang Senyan's expression became serious, and he sighed:

"No matter how strong a person is, they are very small in the face of the anger of nature. Professor Charles, do you know that the earth is about to be destroyed?"

Fang Senyan immediately mentioned this question straightforwardly. Professor Charles's expression also became serious and said:

"Yes, I know, but I think this statement is not credible."

Fang Senyan said seriously and sincerely:

"Professor, I have no way to tell you my origin, but please take a look at some of the memories in my mind. I know you can do this. The cooperation of the vocal cords and tongue can deceive people, but memories will not. However, there are also many powerful forbidden areas in my memory. Please be careful, otherwise, I am afraid that the rebound force of those forbidden areas will hurt you."

Professor Charles愣了一下, but he also knew that this matter was of great importance, so he unceremoniously looked into Fang Senyan's eyes. For Fang Senyan, it seemed that only a second had passed, but the Professor Charles in front of him looked very pale, a little shaky, and sweating profusely. He immediately pressed a button on the wheelchair.

Suddenly, Jean rushed in, looking at Fang Senyan vigilantly. She relaxed after seeing the professor shake his head, and poured a glass of water for the professor.

Silence fell in the room. The professor slowly said after a while:

"The memories I just saw, is that the future?"

"Yes." Fang Senyan said very simply, "The future I saw with my own eyes."

"It's really terrible..." Professor Charles喃喃的道, "My stubbornness made me miss the last chance."

A flash of inspiration appeared in Fang Senyan's mind:

"What chance?"

Professor Charles took a deep breath and said:

"A year ago, a friend also revealed similar information to me, but I didn't believe him and chose to stand by. However, he did not give up and continued to work tirelessly. It is said that he also had new breakthroughs and has been in contact with me. Unfortunately, I never believed him."

Fang Senyan said seriously:

"It's not too late now, Professor. I didn't come to you alone. Our strength is also very strong! Enough to make miracles happen in the next ten days!"

Professor Charles shook his head slightly and said:

"It's too late, because I went out today to attend his funeral. He died in a car accident last week."