[Zhongyingmei] Big Tengu

The moonlight is like a hook.

The cool crescent moon shakes the ripples made of clouds and mist, and sprinkles the desolate light on the world through the humidity in the air.

Under the bridge hole, dark weeds are scattered around the railway tracks, and the occasional hum of the train is the only accompaniment in the silence.

It is located in the outskirts of New York, and there are few people, except for freight trains passing by from time to time, showing the imprint of human activities.

But today, this land ushered in an unexpected visitor.

The person who came was wearing a cloak, the color of which was not clear in the dark. He seemed to be wearing an old-fashioned helmet on his head. He stood quietly beside the railroad tracks in a different attire, as if waiting for something.

Magneto, appear!

The matter started three days ago. Magneto, who is always used to being alone, left X Academy happily, and stayed in a random hotel.

Of course, it was given money, and Magneto, who is day and day, has not lost his status to that extent.

As for the source of the money... Magneto said that old friends are always so considerate, and he could find Charles' private vault in the school even with his eyes closed.

My deepest condolences to Charles who made friends carelessly...

Although he was in the late stage of the second disease and gave up treatment, Magneto's IQ was still online. After finding a good place for himself, he began to actively look for ways to stop the Sentinel project.

After all, the battle they rescued Raven was not small at all, and the production of "Sentinel" is almost a foregone conclusion. The best way is-

Salaries are drawn from the bottom of the pot.

Sentinels can automatically identify the X gene and lock it quickly. This technology is bound to receive strict protection from Trask and even the authorities. It is difficult to interfere with the production of Sentinels, but their raw materials are not guarded against.

Under inertial thinking, it is difficult for anyone to realize the possibility of raw materials being tampered with.

This is the best opportunity!

Therefore, Magneto found the latest batch of trucks bound for New York very efficiently, and rushed here in the dark, everything was ready, just waiting for the target.

woo-

Accompanied by the buzzing of the train, the warm yellow headlights came from afar, illuminating the darkness and at the same time showing the figure of Magneto.

Magneto, who had been waiting for a while, regained his spirits, stood up quickly, threw away the blades of grass in his hands to pass the time, and secretly gathered his strength.

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The train was getting closer and closer, the horn was getting louder and louder, and the huge headlights quickly approached, clearly illuminating Magneto's face.

Magneto narrowed his eyes, and with a thought, the freely manipulable magnetic force flexibly rolled up the nearby metal, and penetrated into the compartment little by little, into the piled up materials.

It worked!

Magneto quietly felt the fused materials. The metal-added materials trembled slightly under the magnetic field. He clapped his hands in satisfaction, turned and rushed to the next location.

Yes, his plan was to mix metal elements into all raw material shipments to New York, and Trask's Sentinel project had just been approved, and the raw materials to make them could only arrive in the near future.

Magneto cannot guarantee that every piece of material will be used for sentinels, but he can be sure that each sentinel will be doped with more or less metal.

No matter what tactics Trask resorted to to control the Sentinels, this tactic would get him nothing.

Magneto, who was about to control a large number of sentries, was in a particularly beautiful mood. He watched the train drive away appreciatively, and then gradually faded away in the fading lights.

On the other side of New York, the next train is coming.

Magneto walked gracefully and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only the dark green weeds along the old railway tracks, reflecting the tranquility of the night.

He didn't know that if he walked one kilometer further, he might hear a strange conversation.

Of course, considering security issues, Magneto's choice is still very wise.

……

One kilometer away is a farm. All kinds of crops are sorted by color and neatly stacked among the fields, which looks like a masterpiece of a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

And indeed, the owner of the land signed Trask.

Serious researcher, father of Sentinels!

Under the ground, a laboratory was quietly built, and all parts are very new. It seems that it has just been built, and the various laboratories are surrounded by the central control room, and the dialogue also takes place here.

The lights in the main control room were dimmed, and the surveillance videos of each laboratory glowed bloody white, filling the small room with some light.

"Is everything done?"

"Yes, don't worry, he won't doubt it."

"What happened to your body?"

"Thanks to your technique, that dummy is so realistic that I can't forget his grief-stricken face."

"Didn't you show any flaws?"

"Of course not. Everything was done according to your instructions. All the researchers were killed, and the experimental items have been disposed of. There will be absolutely no problems."

"Where's your little one?"

"The control chip has been installed, and there is no obvious rejection reaction at present. He is already in your pocket."

"Heh, don't be too careless, we don't know the limit of Professor X's ability, if we are discovered..."

"In case you are discovered, you are nothing more than a pawn missing."

"That little friend has sincere affection for you, aren't you moved?"

"We are brothers. Brothers share the wind and rain. He had a good time at X Academy when I was suffering. Now it's his turn to experience all this."

"Take it easy, don't let it ruin your game, such a good chess piece is not easy to get, it's a pity to waste it, and there seems to be some secret in him..."

"Of course, you are always right."

The two people in the room sat and stood one after another, the dim light made it difficult to see their faces clearly, and the identity of the sitting person could only be found out from his short stature.

Professor Trask!

The other standing person was not tall, and his cold and thin feeling was extremely inconsistent with his stature under the shadows. If he had to say it, he looked like a half-sized child standing there, not an adult who intentionally restricted his body size people.

Trask smiled and looked at the other side, as if looking at his most perfect work, and said: "You did a good job, I decided to give you one more thing."

"Please tell me." The man bowed respectfully, so wide that he could almost touch his legs.

"Pay close attention to the movements of Magneto and Professor X. They are my biggest variable. My plan must not be disturbed by them!"

"Understood, please leave it to me!" After finishing speaking, the man got up slightly, but still kept a slightly curved arc. He didn't lower his head, and when he saw Trask didn't speak any more, he quietly left.

Trask looked at the top of his head, the fluffy hair arched into cute curls, this is really his favorite tool, cute, smart, loyal, what could be more perfect than this?

He snapped his fingers, and all the lights in the room were turned on. It was as bright as day, and the surveillance video that occupied an inch of space just now was so dark that it was inconspicuous.

"Stirring... If Magneto's idiot can really mess up the launching ceremony of the Sentinel project, I would like to thank him." Trask stared at the video, casually glanced at the mutant hell, and chuckled.

Morbid madness!

……

The protagonists have no idea what happened here, Magneto is still running around, dedicated to contributing to various materials, Charles and others are still immersed in the joy of Daniel's safe return.

The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.