Eric didn't know Riven's quietly expanding desire for power. He found a way to convey Kelly's message and returned to the college. On the one hand, he visited the people he cared about and learned about teaching affairs. On the other hand, the power of Qin has increased to the limit again and needs his help to resolve it. {wx}

For this purpose, he got it out early this day.

The reason why it is described as "mix" is because the office building is surrounded by reporters again. The emergence of the floating palace attracted the attention of the outside world like the Crystal Palace in the Industrial Age of London, causing a lot of sensation in countries around the world. Visitors flocked from all directions, some even from abroad. They squeezed into the park next to the Hudson River in planes or cars, just to witness this modern temple with their own eyes.

Obadai was very happy about this. The Naval Shipbuilding Institute had retrieved relevant information from him. It would not take long for the generous procurement committee to place orders with US dollars. From then on, this huge cake will be divided by Exploring Aerospace and Mutants.

However, he also had some dissatisfaction in private, not because Eric made too much profit, but because he did not share the "supreme enjoyment" with his friends.

That night, in order to help the annoyed Susan coax Johnny to give up the added cigarette, Eric took the opportunity to drink and gave him a spiritual induction. This method learned from Qin immediately showed great power. Now Pilihuo and his friends are no longer interested in smoking, and instead tangled Eric to get more from him.

After a while, their elders heard about this news, and many people hinted that they also wanted to experience it personally.

This requirement was not difficult to achieve, but Eric did not let go. He just adjusted the palace setting and copied the magnetic field design on the fifth floor of the office that could affect the human endocrine system.

Therefore, visitors now generally admit that this suspended palace does have an unusual atmosphere, as if some kind of force is quietly favoring it, invisibly nourishing the visitor's body. Unconsciously, it can make the tired people full of energy. This phenomenon has attracted many curious scholars to visit. Eric did not prohibit them from studying, but these people have not received the same treatment as Servig, and the secret energy room and other important places refused to be opened for them.

"Let me in again, I just need to go again."

"Five minutes per person is too short, and I haven't even finished looking at the hall."

The palace space is limited, but there is a long queue below. In order to avoid overcrowding, the administrator sent by Obadai sets time for visitors to eliminate certain people and staff with special identities. Most tourists can only stay on top for five minutes, which has caused dissatisfaction among many people.

Listening to the protests, Eric smiled and walked silently from among them to the riverside.

Now no one can discover his existence. He learned the principle of manipulating electromagnetic wave invisibility from the auxiliary tools of the Predator, and learned the secret of the invisible woman through careful research on Susan's body. At this time, Eric could already twist the magnetic field and let the electromagnetic waves and light pass through him smoothly. This process was like the flowing water in a stream. When passing through the stone, he would bypass the stone and then close and move forward, as if he had not encountered a stone.

With such ability, he does not exist in the human eyes and detectors, and as long as he is willing, basically no one can detect it.

Flying all the way to the academy. When they landed, Ororo was taking the children to class. Amid cheering, Eric took out the gifts he brought to the little guys, and then turned Ororo aside, making her blush and stop.

Qin is still stabilizing her strength in her room. She only needs Eric's help until the peak, so he takes a slow walk in the main building and gradually comes to the reading room.

Walking through a row of bookshelfs that went straight into the ceiling. Eric saw the old man sitting next to the fireplace with his back to him.

It was still the small coffee table, with an ancient chess box carved from hard teak wood on it. Thirty-two chess pieces were divided into black and white to confront each other. The king and queen stood proudly in the support of the castle, bishop, knight and soldiers.

Thick dark green velvet curtains were put down, and the morning sunlight and cold wind were blocked outside. The room was warm and dim, and only the fire from the firewood burning in the fireplace was illuminating people. After that incident, the professor seemed to have become older. His skin was loose and not elastic, and his eyes were still a little brighter.

Putting the coat that had fallen to the floor on the old man curled up deep in the sofa, Eric sat down opposite him.

The white soldiers under the old king advanced to the next level from the F line, while the black soldiers of the new king faced each other from the e line.

"Even if Wang Yi is weak, hesitate?" Looking at the familiar start, the professor shook his head.

"The times are different, there are new tactics in the new era." Eric replied lightly.

This conversation seemed like a declaration before the total war. After that, the two generations of leaders did not speak again, moving the pieces interactively until the game was completed.

I sat back tiredly, and the blazing flames burned in the fireplace, but they could not dispel the chill on people.

Seeing the weak old man wrapping his coat tighter, Eric adjusted the damper, pulled the firewood and stacked them in layers and crossed them into a pyramid shape, and the temperature quickly rose a little.

"I've been waiting for you to come." The professor sighed long.

"I will not forget you." Eric said, heating the already cold coffee. Soon, the strong smell of steaming heat spread over the reading room again. I really don't understand why this bitter red bean is so sweet.

Looking at the young man's movements, the professor was silent for a while.

"Do you remember what I said before, those foresights?" said the old voice.

"About the Doomsday?" Eric stared at the smokey coffee pot and poured two full cups.

"Or a new beginning." The professor refused to comment. The cup was a little hot, but it was exactly the same as the old man's wishes.

"It sounds like a story in the Bible." Eric commented.

"When people become more and more in the world and have daughters, the sons of God saw the beauty of men, and chose them at will and married them as their wives." The professor read the sentences of the Genesis of the Bible and spliced ​​the different chapters together. "The sons of God and women have sex with men and women, and that is the famous and famous man in ancient times. Seeing that people are very sinful on the earth, the Lord regrets the creation of men on the earth and the heart is sad. The Lord said, I will destroy all the people and beasts, insects, and birds in the sky from the earth, because I regretted them."

"But Noah is grateful before the Lord?" Eric followed behind, his eyes gradually deepened.

The professor nodded slowly, his voice continued to echo in the room.

"According to Bravasky's theological view, most of humans belong to the fourth root race. It is said that in the era before the sinking of Lemoria and Great Western continents, some survivors lived near the Gobi called Shambala, which was the prototype of the fifth root race. Bravasky believed that Shambala was the mother country of the highest noble human blood, composed of Indian Aryans and white people, and some believed that in the future they would replace the current human beings."

"Just like the so-called Homo sapiens replace Neanderthals?" Eric smiled slightly, and the professor's fallacy was profound.

"Some people think so." The professor did not laugh, and he said solemnly.

"So, my future collides with others' future, and we must decide a winner?" The light of inspiration flashed, and Eric's eyes gradually became clear. He finally saw the origin of the strong malice not long ago.

The professor did not answer, and he spoke to himself.

"When I travel in the world of my heart, I often foresee some endings. Wars break out between mutants and humans, wars break out between earthlings and aliens, and wars break out between heroes. But all wars add up to no racial change. Wars are even more cruel. I saw billions of people die, blood dyed red planets, less than one-tenth of them survived, and then the only heroes disappear, and they become gods... I always think this is the inevitable journey until you appear."

The two generations of leaders looked at each other, and the former reincarnation fell into deep thought.

"Your existence broke my foresight. I thought you were a variable, and might make the destined destruction less miserable and allow our compatriots to be better protected, but the result was beyond my expectations. Now I think this foresight may not be a real foresight. Maybe I just saw the fate arranged by others for mankind in my heart."

Eric slowly lifted the cup to his lips, and the tan liquid flowed into his mouth with bitterness.

Like Riven, who is far away in Washington, he is now finally exposed to the secret side of the world. Not only are radical mutants such as Magneto working for their own race, but some of the human race also have their own plans. The earth cannot afford the population of 6 billion, so they solve it in the simplest way.

"So you want to build your own Noah's Ark, too?" Eric asked looking at the old man.

"I just don't want them to be exploited." The professor replied frankly.

In the artificial intelligence in the danger room, he left behind information on dealing with all mutants, including himself, and locked young people into campus, destroying Magneto's efforts again and again. Perhaps he is avoiding the crisis in his own way - at the sacrifice of mutants.

In the past, Eric thought that the professor had taken the wrong position, but when he reshaped his body, he opened himself unreservedly in the magnetic field of the planet, and found that it was difficult for the individual human will to persist in such a magnificent ocean of Force. If there was no anchor of the material world for him to inhabit, he might have melted into the vast and vast geomagnetic magnet.

Isn't this the case for the mind controller? Perhaps when he used search machines to find his compatriots for a long time, the professor's will had been eroded by the minds of the vast majority of ordinary people.

After drinking speechlessly, Eric put down the cup and left. The professor did not say who the person was, nor did he ask.

There is only one winner in the collision of two destinies, and the winner will never be that person. (To be continued, please search Piaotianyi, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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