I Am In Marvel

Noon the next day.

UK, Oxford University.

After the professor's speech on genetics, Charles, who was wearing a suit, and Ruiwen, who transformed into an ordinary woman, walked out of the school side by side.

In the eyes of the third-party students, they would be an enviable couple - after all, the young and handsome men were tall and beautiful, and they lived in the same room as childhood sweethearts for more than ten years.

Rui Wen secretly looked at Charles, who was walking next to her, and let out a sigh in her heart. Unfortunately, she is an alternative mutant. If she does not disguise herself, her ugly appearance will be treated as a monster.

It is also for this reason that Charles, who usually spends his time drinking and drinking, is the only one who can't have sex between men and women for her.

"Would you like to go for a drink? There is a drinking event at the bar today!" Charles said to the absent-minded Ruiwen.

"it is good."

Rui Wen nodded obediently, no matter where, as long as there is Charles, she will go, and it may be good to continue like this.

Bar near Oxford University, on the lobby.

"Drink! Drink! Drink!"

Dozens of guests gathered in a crowd, and Charles had taken off his coat, holding a long glass in both hands, gurgling beer, and sprinkled a little beer directly on the white shirt, standing on the three-foot podium with the day. The professors are quite different.

five minutes later.

"It's alright, let you drink less." Rui Wen supported Charles, who was slightly drunk, against the bar table and chair, while Charles spread his hands indifferently and muttered, "I can drink more."

"I'll get you a wet towel and wipe your face." Rui Wen looked at him in pain, turned and walked out the door.

Charles was leaning on the bar chair and was in a daze when a shadowy figure approached him.

"You're the youngest professor of genetics at Oxford, Charles Xavier?"

"Um?"

Charles raised his head suspiciously, and saw that the person who came to ask a question was a well-dressed and sexy woman, it was Mora who had traveled all the way from the United States to ask for help.

Seeing him looking over, Maura asked straight to the point: "Professor Charles. You have published papers on genetic variants before, I want to know, now you are referring to the kind that are at the forefront of evolution due to genetic mutations. Have human beings already appeared in this world?"

Charles frowned. He was indeed a little drunk. Under the numbness of alcohol, his head was slightly dizzy, but the topic of genetic variants attracted him immediately.

He placed his finger on his temple subconsciously and stared at Mora. In less than half a second, his mind entered the other party's consciousness and read the reason why Mora had this question.

In the consciousness generated by Mora's brain, Caesar first appeared, and what happened in the Hell Club appeared in front of him as if he had experienced it personally.

Charles was terrified, completely sober from his drunkenness.

similar……

It's actually other mutants, and there are so many gangs!

"Professor? Professor?"

Looking at Charles, whose eyes were dull, Mo stretched out his palm, shook it in front of him, and said helplessly: "It seems that you are drunk, I will talk when you are sober."

"It's not necessary, Agent Mora." Charles smiled lightly, looked at her and said, "Don't you already know the answer before asking me this question? Don't worry, if the target is those mutants, I will do my best to help you. !"

"That's great!"

Mora was both surprised and happy, and said with a sigh of relief: "I want you to prove the existence of mutants in front of the CIA officer."

"No problem." Charles agreed without hesitation, hiding his mutant talent for a lifetime, pretending to be an ordinary person to get along with ordinary people, which was never what he wanted.

Another day later, CIA headquarters.

Although Charles has already made up his mind, and Rui Wen and he took the initiative to expose their mutant talents, namely mind reading and deformation ability, several CIA officers not only did not accept this fact, but also reprimanded Agent Mora well.

This is also what Charles can expect. Human beings are often more afraid of the unknown, and they would rather avoid it than understand it deeply. It takes a long transition period to accept it.

There is only one exception.

Jena, the chief of military weapons research at the CIA, is a tall, fat man with a suit propped up. After the meeting, he chased out of the room and expressed his willingness to let Charles and Rui Wen join in to test Xia Shang's strength and power together.

Either way, this is a historical milestone, the first collaboration between mutants and government forces.

After dark.

Off the coast of the United States, in a slightly out-of-the-way bar somewhere.

Caesar randomly chose to come here, as an ordinary customer, continue to taste fine wine and collect interesting information, this kind of wandering in different time and space is not bad.

"Swish..."

He keenly heard the sound from the roof of the bar, Caesar glanced above his head, and when he saw the red devil crawling on the roof, waiting quietly under the moon through perspective, he couldn't help shaking his head. , "Have you chased here again? It's a troublesome guy. If you're not good with someone, you want to follow me. Let's see how long you can follow."

'Squeak--'

At this moment, the wooden door of the bar opened, and a tall and dusty young man in jeans, a leather jacket, a wide-brimmed hat, and a bag on his shoulders walked out of the bar hall.

"Have a glass of whisky." The tall young man sat down at the bar next to Caesar and said in a low voice to the bartender.

Caesar looked at him sideways, but his eyes grew brighter. The aura on the other party was so much like the Lorna he knew!

He has a similar ability to Lorna, and gives the impression that the strength of his ability is absolutely no less than that of Charles, and he is probably the only one...

Magneto, Eric Lanschel.

I didn't expect to meet him, the first Marvel mutant with the ability to control the magnetic field.

When Caesar was looking at Eric, Eric also observed him in turn, his sharp brows raised slightly, and he felt an ominous aura from Caesar's body.

"What are you looking at?" Eric said coldly, taking the whisky from the bartender.

Caesar smiled and said: "This buddy. You have a strong smell of blood left on your body, and at this moment, there is still an undisguised aura of revenge."

Eric's pupils contracted slightly, but his face remained calm. He raised his head and drank the whisky in the glass. The glass slammed down on the table, and said in a low voice, "So what? If I want to kill someone, Do you want to stop me, or do you want to call the police?"

"I wouldn't do that, it would be troublesome." Caesar shrugged.

"Then I'll kill you now, so you don't mind." Eric narrowed his eyes dangerously. He was like a wounded and mad beast, maintaining a certain hostility to everyone, not to mention the teenager who guessed his intentions.

Only Caesar noticed that on the wooden wall not far from Eric, a few rusty screws were quietly loosening, as if an inexplicable force was operating them.

Caesar said nonchalantly: "I have no opinion. But the premise is that you can kill me."

"That's what you said."

There was a killing intent in Eric's eyes. The screws had been detached from the wooden wall and were suspended in mid-air defying gravity. The tips of the screws were aligned with Caesar.