In Westchester County, New York, the rebuilt Cassel College has recovered some of its former size after a period of development.
In the basement of the library, in the ice cellar used for various research.
After completing various inspections, Henry McCoy, who was once a biologist, exhaled and said to the students who were anxiously waiting here:
"The situation is good. Charles’s body has normal physiological indicators and should be able to operate normally."
"Great!!"
All the students present cheered.
Especially Iceman Bobby, Colossus, and Cyclops, who usually have the best relationship with Charles and basically take him as the leader.
"Then let’s get started."
Magneto Eric stood there with a gloomy face, and his expression did not show how happy he was.
In fact, with the "July 9th" incident, the racial issues between hybrids and humans have gradually become more acute, and he and Charles’ consciousness have quarreled countless times.
Compared to Charles’s weak behavior of wanting to rebuild the executive department of Cassel Academy and restore the reputation of the hybrids by dealing with those corrupted hybrids.
Eric is more inclined to believe that it is those ordinary people and even politicians who have forced their compatriots to this extent.
Otherwise, given that the physical fitness and IQ of hybrids are generally higher than those of ordinary people,
those hybrids would not take risks and engage in criminal activities.
They can live well with their own abilities.
"Then I’ll start."
In this laboratory in the ice cellar, various experimental equipment are placed.
Among them, the body cloned by Charles floats in a container filled with culture medium.
At this time, as Henry McCoy activated him, the dormant body resumed neural activity and instinctively trembled in the culture medium.
And Charles’ consciousness, which was temporarily lodged in Eric’s body, also took the opportunity to release his mental power and transferred to this new body.
"Huh…"
The clone in the culture medium suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand to pull off the mask on his face.
"Professor?!"
The students in the laboratory looked at him expectantly.
"I’m fine, friends. Maybe you can turn around first…"
The naked man in the culture medium showed a somewhat embarrassed expression.
…
More than ten minutes later, in the magnificent library.
Charles, dressed neatly, appeared again and hugged his friends who had not seen him for a long time.
When it was Eric’s turn, Eric refused with a stinky face and said in a deep voice:
"Charles, our race is facing a huge crisis. Now is far from the time to celebrate."
"I know."
The smile on Charles’ face froze, and he advised helplessly:
"Eric, it is precisely because of this that we can’t act hastily and take some radical measures."
"Radical approach?!"
It would have been fine if Charles hadn’t mentioned this. Once he mentioned this, Eric’s dissatisfaction during this period was all triggered.
He looked directly at his friend and said with emphasis:
"Do you know that after the Worthington Group developed equipment to detect dragon blood, the living environment of our compatriots is rapidly deteriorating."
"I have asked Norma. During this period, hundreds of conflicts broke out in Europe and the United States alone, and more than 400 mixed-bloods were killed!!"
The data listed by Eric made everyone in the library fall silent.
As mixed-bloods, how could they not know how much prejudice social opinion has against mixed-bloods during this period.
Some people even think that all mixed-bloods should be arrested to prevent them from endangering society.
"But we should not take radical measures, which will only expand the contradiction…"
Charles was silent for a while and sighed.
He knew what Eric said.
Even because his mental power can cover most of the earth, he has seen more than Eric. (To read the most exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
The living environment of the hybrids is indeed extremely bad.
But…
The more this is the case, the more they cannot act rashly.
Because the power comparison between the hybrids and humans is no longer the same as before.
Before, they had Lu Mingfei, Principal Ange, and the executive department all over the world in Kassel Academy…[]
But now.
Principal Ange and most of the elite executive department have died, and Lu Mingfei has been in a coma.
The strength of the secret party has been greatly damaged.
On the contrary, after various events, the strength of the human side has greatly increased.
Nothing else.
If they take radical actions, the Avengers will not stand on their side.
There are also the military’s Thunderbolts, and more and more superheroes.
Charles really doesn’t see a chance of winning.
So he can only calm everyone down and take a gentle approach.
"Charles, maybe you are right, but I can’t watch our compatriots being bullied, or even being captured by the military and used as experimental subjects…"
This is not the first time the two have argued about this issue.
But no one can convince the other.
After saying this, Eric walked out of the library of Kassel College with a gloomy face and came to the Hall of Valor built beside the Hudson River.
In the Hall of Valor, the portrait of Principal Ange was placed in the most conspicuous position.
Eric looked at the portrait of the old man he respected the most, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and he murmured:
"Principal, it would be great if you were here, tell me, what should we do now?"
"Are Kassel Academy and the secret party really going to be destroyed in our hands?"
Eric said these words 1.7 Not long after the end, a body wearing dark retro clothes floated down the Hudson River.
No!
Eric narrowed his eyes and controlled the magnetic field to pick up the body.
It was found that this young man was not dead.
"Wake up."
Eric half squatted down and patted the young man’s face.
But the unconscious young man’s heartbeat was frighteningly slow, and there was a fatal wound and a red tattoo on his chest.
When Eric used the magnetic field to control his heart to beat faster.
The young man sat up suddenly and shouted with murderous intent: "Axing!!"
"Axing?!"
Hearing this Chinese sentence, Eric frowned.
…….
