I Am In Marvel Chapter 525: Magneto

Noon the next day.

Oxford University, UK.

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

In the eyes of third-party students, they would be an enviable couple - after all, the man is young and handsome, the woman is tall and beautiful, and they have been childhood sweethearts living in the same house for more than ten years.

Riven secretly looked at Charles who was walking next to her, and sighed in her heart. Unfortunately, she was a different kind of mutant. If she didn't transform and disguise herself, her ugly appearance would probably be treated as a monster.

It is precisely for this reason that Charles, who usually lives and drinks, has no sexual interest in her.

"Want to go for a drink? There is a drinking event at the bar today!" Charles said to the absent-minded Raven.

"Okay."

Riven nodded obediently, no matter where, as long as there was Charles, she would go. Maybe it would be good to continue like this.

A bar near Oxford University, in the lobby.

"Drink! Drink! Drink!"

Dozens of guests gathered around and cheered. Charles had taken off his coat, holding a long glass in both hands, sipping beer. Some of the beer was sprinkled directly on his white shirt, standing with the three men standing in the daytime. The professor on the podium is completely different.

Five minutes later.

"It's okay, let you drink less." Raven supported the slightly drunk Charles and leaned on the bar table and chairs. Charles spread his hands indifferently and muttered: "I can drink more."

"I'll get you a wet towel to wipe your face." Ruiwen looked at him heartbrokenly, then turned and walked out the door.

Charles was leaning on the bar chair, in a daze, when a beautiful figure stepped towards him.

"Are you the youngest professor of genetics at Oxford University, Charles Xavier?"

"Huh?"

Charles raised his head in confusion and saw that the person who came to ask questions was a well-dressed **** woman. It was Maura who had come all the way from the United States to ask for help.

When Maura saw him looking over, she went straight to the point and asked: "Professor Charles. You have published papers on genetic variants before. I want to know what kind of disease you are referring to now - people who walk in the world due to genetic mutations. Have humans at the forefront of evolution already appeared in this world?"

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

He subconsciously placed his fingers on his temples and stared at Maura. In less than half a second, his mind entered the other person's consciousness and read the reason why Maura had this question.

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

Charles was so excited that he completely sobered up from his drunken state.

Similar...

It’s actually other mutants, and there are so many cliques!

"Professor? Professor?"

Looking at Charles with dull eyes, Maura stretched out her palm and shook it in front of his eyes, and then said helplessly: "It seems that you are drunk. Let me talk to you when you sober up."

"That's not necessary, Agent Mora." Charles smiled lightly, looked at her and said, "Didn't you already know the answer before asking me this question? Don't worry, if the target is those mutants, I will I’ll help you with all my strength!”

"That's great!"

Mora was both surprised and happy, and Panasonic said: "I want you to prove the existence of mutants in front of the CIA director."

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

Another day later, CIA headquarters.

Although Charles had come to his senses and took the initiative to reveal his mutant talents, namely mind reading and shape-shifting abilities, with Raven, several CIA officers not only refused to accept this fact, but also gave Agent Mora a good scolding.

This is also what Charles could predict. Human beings are often more afraid of unknown things, and would rather avoid them than understand them in depth. It takes a long transition period to accept them.

Exception is one officer.

Jener, the CIA's chief military weapons research director, is a tall, fat man with a bulging suit. After the meeting, he chased him out of the room and expressed his willingness to let Charles and Ruiwen join them to test Xia Shang's strength and power.

No matter what, this is a historical milestone and the first cooperation between mutants and government forces.

After nightfall.

In a slightly remote bar somewhere near the coast of the United States.

Caesar randomly selected him to come here. As an ordinary customer, he continued to taste the wine and collect interesting information. This kind of life wandering in different time and space is not bad.

‘Shashasha…’

Keeping hearing the sound coming from the roof of the bar, Caesar glanced above his head. When he saw the red devil crawling on the roof of the building through perspective, waiting quietly under the moon, he couldn't help but He shook his head and said, "Have you chased me here again? You are such a troublesome guy. If you have no choice but to follow me, let's see how long you can follow."

‘Squeak——’

At this time, the wooden door of the bar opened, and a tall young man wearing jeans, a leather jacket, a wide-brimmed hat, and a bag on his shoulder walked into the bar lobby.

"Have a glass of whiskey." 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 carefully, his eyes getting brighter and brighter. The aura of the other party was so much like the Lorna he knew!

He is probably the only one who has an aura of ability similar to that of Lorna, and gives the impression that the strength of his ability is definitely no less than that of Charles...

Magneto, Eric Lensherr.

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

When Caesar looked at Eric, Eric looked at him in turn, his sharp brow slightly raised, and he felt an ominous aura from Caesar's body.

"What are you looking at?" Eric said coldly after taking the whiskey from the bartender.

Caesar smiled and said: "Brother, you still have a strong smell of blood, and at this moment, there is still an unconcealable smell of revenge."

Eric's pupils shrank slightly ~IndoMTL.com~ but his face remained calm. He raised his head and drank the whiskey in the glass in one gulp. The glass was placed on the table with a bang, and he whispered: "Then what? What? If I want to kill someone, do you want to stop me, or do you want to call the police?"

"I won't do that, it's too troublesome." Caesar shrugged.

"Then I'll kill you now, and you don't have any objections, right?" Eric narrowed his eyes dangerously. He was like a wounded and mad beast, maintaining a certain hostility towards everyone, not to mention guessing his intentions. young man.

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

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

"That's what you said."

A murderous intent appeared in Eric's eyes. The screws had detached from the wooden wall and were suspended in mid-air regardless of gravity. The tips of the screws were all pointed at Caesar.