I Am In Marvel

New York, the former site of the former CIA research base, is now the special training college for young people.

Inside the iron gates and railings entwined with roses and vines, there is a green lawn, fountains and a teaching building with classical Western characteristics are located here. It's just that even though it's summer vacation, it's still too deserted as a school, and I can't see half a person.

The front door of the teaching building was closed, and the steps were covered with dead leaves, as if it had been abandoned for a long time, and no one had come to visit or disturb it.

And today is an exception. Two people and one cat, accompanied by the flames, were teleported into the yard.

"Azazuo, how long have we been out of school?" The blond boy at the head raised his eyes and asked softly as he looked at the teaching building.

The red-faced middle-aged man with a Garfield on his shoulders thought for a moment, then responded quickly: "Young Master, you and I haven't been here for five years and a month."

"It's been five years so soon. It's still the same as the past, except that things are different... Let's go, go in and have a look."

Caesar walked directly to the closed main entrance of the teaching building. Asazzo followed closely. Garfield, who was on his shoulders, looked at the academy he had arrived at, with a slightly surprised look on the cat's face.

At first.

After defeating the Hellfire Club's conspiracy and the X mutant team parted ways with Magneto Ruiwen and others, Charles decided to build a mutant academy, and Caesar and others stayed behind except for Logan.

So even Logan in the future doesn't know what happened afterward, which made Caesar and the two choose to leave the academy, and the mutant academy was deserted and deserted.

Caesar stopped at the door and blinked. Asa Zuo nodded wisely, and knocked on the wooden door before leaving. After a while of silence, a response finally came from inside, "Who is it?"

"I'm looking for a professor." Asazo continued to knock on the wooden door.

"Everyone said don't come, there are no professors here!"

The wooden door opened a gap, and the young man who opened the door spoke impatiently, but when he saw Asazor and Caesar outside the door, he choked on the unfinished words and kept his mouth open.

"It's you, Mr. Caesar, Mr. Asazor!"

The young man opened his eyes wide in surprise. He wore glasses, had clean and sunny short hair, and was dressed in Sven's clothes. He wasn't Hank the Beast, a research scholar.

"Why, not welcome?"

Caesar smiled, Hank hurriedly opened the wooden door, raised his hand to invite them into the house, "How dare you! Charles said, this is your home forever, your room is still empty, I clean it every day."

"Charles." Caesar narrowed his eyes and said abruptly, "Is he still like that?"

"Hey, I don't know what to say."

Hank gave a wry smile and shouted upstairs, "Charles! Professor Charles, come down quickly!"

"What's the noise, and don't call me professor..."

Obediently shouting, a drunken man with disheveled hair and smell of alcohol, holding an open beer and stepping on his slippers, staggered down the spiral staircase.

"Professor." Azazuo looked at the person who came and sighed softly. Is this still the young professor in his prime?

Logan was even more stunned. It was not that he had never seen Charles when he was young, but even if he was paralyzed at the time, he was a hundred times better than the current mess.

"You are..." Charles' eyes were hazy, he supported the escalator with one hand, looked blankly at Asazo and others, and took another sip of wine.

Caesar on the side looked at him calmly and said, "Charles."

Charles shuddered, suddenly sobered up, looked at Caesar blankly, and smashed the bottle in his hand to the ground.

"Caesar, you're back."

"Yes."

Caesar nodded lightly, smiled and said, "Five years ago. The academy just started a semester, and because of the Vietnam War, many teachers and students were forcibly conscripted, and you became depressed. At that time, you told me that you were no longer Mutant ability is needed again, so even if you lose telepathy, you have to use medicine to forcibly heal your feet."

"Actually, it is."

Charles raised one of his feet and forced a smile: "Look, not only have my feet healed, but I don't have to listen to so many annoying voices, and I can finally live a normal life well."

"Do you really think so in your heart?"

Caesar looked at him, "I once said that there is only one person who has a chance to catch up with me and touch my realm. That person is not Eric, but you with unlimited telepathy!"

"It's too late to say anything now." Charles raised his neck, the window light fell on his vicissitudes face full of beards, "I've lost enough, Ruiwen, students, and feet..."

"Perhaps there is still something left."

Caesar reached back and pointed at Garfield, who was squatting on Asazzo's shoulder, "It's existence is proof."

This time, everyone's eyes were on Logan. Logan also gave face very much and called out "meow".

ten minutes later.

In the living room on the second floor of the college's teaching building, Caesar and the others sat on the sofa for a day, and Hank served hot sober tea.

Charles looked at Garfield on the table and said incredulously: "You mean. This cat is from the future fifty years later, or was it sent by me in my old age to return to the present and reverse the doomsday situation of the future?"

"If you don't believe it, you can directly read its heart." Caesar spread his hands.

"No." Charles shook his head decisively. "Although it's hard to understand, I still choose to believe it, because it came from your mouth. What's more, I have lost my ability now..."

"So, Ruiwen will be arrested by the government and used as an experiment?" Hank couldn't help asking.

"According to the future it says, that's true." Azazo responded firmly.

"Rui Wen." Charles clenched his fists, probably the only thing he could care about now was Rui Wen, who betrayed him and left.

"Then what should I do? Caesar, if you shoot..."

"Feel sorry."

Caesar understood what Charles meant and smiled: "I will still join hands and watch."

If he could, he didn't even want to interfere with everything that was in the world.

"It's a headache now." Charles put his head in his hands, and then saw Garfield, stretched out his paws and kept slapping the table.

"This is... Morse code?" Hank quickly looked at it strangely, unable to hide his surprise, and translated, "I need to find a helper, the man who can control the magnetic field."

Charles rubbed his temples and said, "It's referring to Eric. Unfortunately, I can't work with him again. Besides, that guy is now being held in the underground prison of the most heavily guarded five-star building in the United States. Unless Azazo uses ability……"

Asazuo waved his hand and said solemnly, "If the young master doesn't let me take action, I won't dare to move."

"You two teachers are just here to watch the fun? It's the end of the world! Although it's only the future." Hank was speechless.

Caesar scratched his head and said: "At least the current situation, you are not out of control. On this basis, Asazzo and I will not shoot."

At this time.

Logan continued to slap the tabletop, conveying his opinion:

"I know someone who can break through anywhere."