Inside the base.

In front of a door where the materials are not visible.

In fact, it is said to be a door because Ziliang's compass shows that there is a huge space behind it. If it looks like it is just a wall, but there is a huge "x" embedded on the wall.

"Well, you may not believe it, but this base should have been transformed by the first X Academy." Ziliang said at the huge X in front of him.

Quinn frowned: "I don't care if it was transformed by X Academy. The question now is, if that [Professor x] is inside, how can we get in?"

Before he finished speaking, Old Joy stood up, picked up the butcher knife, shouted softly, and a cold light flashed in an instant... a series of crisp sounds.

"Can't chop it up!" Old Joey walked back and said.

......

Quinn rubbed his head: "This thing looks pretty thin. I think if we poke the door out with a needle, we will have to go in next month."

Ziliang was silent because the attributes of this door were not detected in his notes, so the [tamper] could not be activated.

Just then...

"It seems that you should need help, right?" A woman's voice came.

Hearing the sound, he saw Phantom Cat and the model female walk out of a wall.

Since the others were later, I had never seen these two people before, and for a moment, the atmosphere fell into tension.

"Okay, these two are helpers." Ziliang waved his hand and said, then looked at the Phantom Cat: "So...you can take us in, right?"

The Phantom Cat nodded: "Yes, but it can only be alone, and I can't follow you."

"Why?"

"It's very simple. The mental power inside is too strong. Ordinary people may die when they enter. Otherwise, why do you think I'm wandering outside the door for so long?"

"So that's it." After saying something, everyone nodded...

When it comes to mental power, then Hannibal is definitely the most suitable candidate.

so......

"I'll go." Ziliang said.

"Ah? Shouldn't Hannie be allowed to come to this kind of thing?" Shirley asked.

"It's better for him to go." Hannibal responded lightly: "Although this guy doesn't have any mental attack ability, but if he just talks about tolerance, he can resist... Let's take a step back, if that Professor X really has the ability to implant thoughts into the minds of tens of millions of people, his mental position may reach an unimaginable intensity, so if he dies when he goes in, then..."

"Even if I die, I will try not to let my body appear on your dining table." Ziliang said with his eyes empty, and then said to the Phantom Cat: "Okay, don't pay attention to these lunatics, let's go."

After saying that, Ziliang took the initiative to hold the Phantom Cat's hand and walked towards the door.

......

Crossing the walls is a very strange feeling, as if you squeeze through a ball of foam, you can still feel the pressure, but it does not affect your actions.

Soon, Ziliang's body passed through the door, and the Phantom Cat did not follow in, but just sent Ziliang in, and then let out his hands...

At this point, Ziliang was alone in this huge space.

......

It's hard to describe where this place is.

This is like a different world, with red light and figures everywhere, making people unable to tell the difference between the upper and lower parts of the left and right for a while. Countless voices filled here, whispering and heart-wrenching, and thousands of voices were mixed. That is the voice of everyone in this world. It feels like a person’s brain can explode in just one second!

And at his feet was a very long hanging aisle that continued to the center of the big ball. There was a man sitting quietly in a wheelchair... Since he was facing away from Ziliang, he couldn't see his face clearly. He could only see a helmet on his head, with countless silk threads extending from the helmet, slowly floating in this extremely chaotic space...

Ziliang knew that the person was 'Charles Francis Xavier'

It's Professor x...

The initiator of the x Act...

"Hello..." Suddenly, a voice sounded. It was not made by anyone, because it was particularly clear in the incomparable chaos and noise.

...This sound was in Ziliang's own mind.

"Oh, sorry, maybe you haven't adapted to this way of conversation." The voice sounded again, but this time it did not appear directly in the mind, but in front of Ziliang, and at the same time, a person appeared there.

He was standing...

It was an old man who looked very old last year and was wearing a somewhat old-school suit. He was nothing unusual with ordinary people. Perhaps the only thing that attracted attention was his head without a single hair.

"What about this? Are you getting used to it? Oh, sorry, there are these sounds...it's too noisy." As he said that, the whole space changed, the light disappeared, and the sound became quiet. In turn, a trace of sunlight and breeze shot in from the curtains, and a faint fragrance of tea pounced on Ziliang's nose.

Ziliang found that he was sitting in a small but very warm living room. There was an old coffee table in front of him. Opposite the coffee table was the bald old man... Professor Charles.

"I prefer tea, but if you want to drink some wine, of course..." he said with a smile.

Ziliang found that at some point, a glass of wine had appeared on the coffee table, as if it had been placed there all the time, but he hadn't noticed it just now.

"Is this an illusion?" Ziliang asked, shrugging his shoulders.

"Illusion?" Professor Charles picked up a cup of tea and asked back, "It depends on how you want to define the hallucination. Is this cup of tea exist or not? Or do you think you don't actually smell the scent of tea?"

"Oh, do you have to answer these old-fashioned questions?" Ziliang lit a cigarette on his own: "I have squandered a lot of effort to come to this base, and I have squandered a lot of effort to meet you. Speaking of which, you should know that right outside the base, your old friend is almost beaten to death by your students, so can't we get to the point quickly?"

"Haha, you mean Eric and Qin." Charles smiled and said, "Don't worry, let them fight. In fact, Eric should have been killed by [Phoenix] now, and so is Logan. In the face of the power of [Phoenix], no one can survive. With just one look, that person will be decomposed into a molecular state..."

As he said that, an old-fashioned TV appeared in front of Ziliang, and the screen was a desert. At this moment, Qin was standing beside Magneto, and Magneto was already like a piece of broken sand, passing by the wind. As for Logan, it had long disappeared without a trace.

"It's not just Magneto, but also them." As he said, the screen switched, and the Phantom Cat and the Magic Girl gradually decomposed.

"And your friends... [Harry Quinn, the crazy dancer]" Charles said, not only saying Quinn's name, but also saying directly the title she was given in the compass.

"And this, [the gluttonous mind-eating wise man——Hannibal Lecter]"

"【The poisoner who manipulates the ghoul—Sherry Birkin]"

"Oh, by the way, and Old Joey...this butcher from Heaven..."

As Charles's words and the pictures on the old TV switched again and again, everyone turned into wind and sand, turning into nothingness in front of Ziliang's eyes.

......

However......

Ziliang was still smoking a cigarette quietly.

"You don't seem to be very surprised..." Professor Charles smiled and asked after seeing Ziliang's expression.

"Yes, because I don't know if these are true or false. After all, it's easy for you to inject some illusions into your mind. Besides, even Eric died in front of you. Don't you also look like you ignore it?"

"Haha, that's right. Although that guy Elk is hateful, it's ironic that when aging, the person you miss the most is the person you once hated..."

Charles muttered, then nodded and said, "Yes, these are all illusions."

Ziliang shrugged in a boring manner: "I guessed it long ago..."

"No, it's not what you think." Charles waved his hand gently: "What I'm talking about is not the picture on this TV, nor the room...but it's all this... The corridor, base, and the desert outside you walked over, can you be sure that they really exist?"

Ziliang's hand holding the cigarette suddenly froze. He seemed to suddenly think of something...

"Yes, since what you see here may be fake, then, what about those outside, do you think, Magneto, Logan, and Qin, they really exist? Do you think... are you really in the desert? Do you think you really rescued your companions from the X Academy? Are these experiences real along the way?" Professor X said lightly: "And do you really understand the 'X Act'?"

......

......

After a long silence

"So, let's go back to the original topic...what is hallucination?"
Chapter completed!