Wilderness Challenge [Comprehensive British American American Entertainment]

Jennifer put the half-eaten brown bread on the table.

She had already stayed in Manor X for three days, during which time she hardly answered the phone or read the news, and every morning she woke up either to attend combat lessons or to check out Charles's collection in the library, and all her social interactions were confined to this academy for geniuses.

Although the manager Maha had some criticisms, after discussing with Brian, he chose to let it go.They, like the entire public opinion community, believe that Jennifer has been hit hard by Anton's foreseeable death.After returning from the Amazon, Anton miraculously stabilized the course of the disease, but the treatment team judged that this was the calm before the storm-of course no one expected that the rabies virus was under control.

Charles has been busy since Jennifer made a "no regrets" pledge in the principal's office three days ago. Professor X has a lot of experience in guiding power, but he can't guide without contact. If he wants to build a spiritual pathway, he must first break through the gap between the inner and outer consciousness.

Jennifer could only smile wryly at this.

Asking for help requires the attitude of asking for help. The biggest secret in her heart is nothing more than "time traveler". This secret has never been confessed to Bruce, but when she vaguely explained her identity, Professor X gave Unexpected answer.

"It's not what you think it is," Charles replied one afternoon after hanging up the phone.

He called a few old friends, all of them are hermit characters in the city, and all of them have otherworldly knowledge, not to mention time travelers, they are past self, future self, parallel time and space. I don't want to see myself anymore.Charles himself has also dealt with time travelers, he summed up the rhetoric of several people, and finally concluded that the existence of the gap between inner and outer consciousness has nothing to do with time travel.

"We will always find the reason." Charles continued, "Maybe you are not ready, or maybe the heart of nature is not ready. The power involved in the spiritual level is full of mysteries, maybe we shouldn't act too hastily, and when the time comes, the answer will be revealed." It will be clear."

Jennifer shook her head, and Jean also showed disapproval.

Jean Gray is another person who can help, a psychic.She acted more serious and empathetic than Charles. The professor's words were not without relief, but she still frowned: "People like us all have a sense of danger. Jennifer can wait, but danger will not wait."

This is true.

Crisis awareness is not Jennifer's patent. Many superpowers have the ability to sense danger. The most famous of them is Spider-Man, who has a spider sense. Legend has it that he can sense before a crisis comes. Ordinary enemies can't hit him at all. .Thinking of this, Jennifer couldn't help but wonder what defense plan Bruce wrote for Spider-Man... and what about Charles?What defense plan did he write for the seemingly omnipotent Charles?

Professor X coughed clearly. "I'm sorry." He didn't look offended in the slightest. "You know, sometimes people think too 'loudly,' and those thoughts just bump into my head."

So sorry for the people you're dating, Jennifer thought immediately.

Charles shook his head and laughed.

***

In any case, they tried another spiritual breakthrough this evening.

At first, everything was normal, and it could even be called great progress: Charles and Jean teamed up to find a breakthrough in Jennifer's superficial consciousness, trying to find the exact time when the original body completely died and the new consciousness replaced the old one.The whole process was torture for psychic users, and Jennifer herself was unconscious until she was touched by a beam of soft consciousness.

It was a very, very light touch, like a kitten's soft paw pad.It was Charles' gentle voice immediately. "Successful. The first step has been taken. Next, Qin and I will try to open the channel between you and the heart of nature, and then let me try to help you adapt to the flow of information."

"I see." Jennifer responded.

As soon as the words fell, she was pushed behind by a pair of invisible hands, and someone seemed to be pulling in front of her, and her whole consciousness entered the preset track without any resistance.Charles is indeed a master of the spiritual level. He peeled off all kinds of fog in the thinking world like a precise scalpel, and located the existence of the heart of nature.Both Jennifer and Qin's consciousness were engulfed by his consciousness, and if Charles had seen any private memories, he didn't make a sound.

Everything seemed to be going well.

Jennifer's spiritual barrier did not play any role in front of Charles. When the body of the heart of nature was awakened, Charles also used his own consciousness to block the turbulent flow of information, dividing them into small tributaries one after another, making Jennifer won't be down again.Over millions of years of natural evolution, countless biological populations, and ubiquitous natural laws, gradually, these tributaries began to form stable pathways, and pictures and sentences of heart sounds settled at the bottom, expanding the narrow stream of thinking Into a galloping river.

The Heart of Nature maintained a rare silence about the whole process.

until a certain moment.

The data flowing along the trajectory suddenly freezes and lags, and Jennifer, who is immersed in the natural comprehension, immediately feels something different.If the information she received was complete, now those things have become shattered mirrors.The huge consciousness blocked in front of her was entangled by another mighty force, so fast that Jennifer had no time to react, and the long river of data rose from the ground, went upstream, and transpired into a storm tornado.

How can manpower fight the storm?

The boat drifting with the current was thrown into the vortex from time to time, and from time to time was thrown above the nine heavens, and it was impossible to tell the direction.Qin's exclamation seemed to be as far away as a Berdo, and Charles' call was so vague that it was incomprehensible. In the end, all these noises fell silent, leaving only endless fragments.

Numerous pictures approached and fared in front of Jennifer.

The cubs that have not yet grown up are bitten and killed by the male lions that have captured the colony, and the female whale screams in the sea with the body of the cub on top... The tree vines as high as skyscrapers are swung down heavily, and the whole team has no time to warn. Crushed to a pulp...A speeding car knocked the girl to the ground, she grabbed Jean's hand, crying "I'm going to die"...Charles and a Dai The man in the helmet looks at each other from a distance through the busy traffic. He can't hear the other person's heartfelt voice, but he has infinite hopes and disappointments in his heart...

"Stop." Jennifer whispered.

The long river of mind did not follow her instructions, and large sections of memories replaced trivial pictures, and she was once again engulfed by the vortex of whimsy.

Sink, sink, sink.

Jennifer was dizzy, and when she finally found her feet, she found herself in a dark alley.A neon sign above the head that will be out of power is half-deadly reflected, and a small mailbox left in an unknown age casts a long shadow on the ground.Farther away, a man in a red hoodie was standing there. He was disheveled, his trousers were fat, and he looked like he had rolled in the mud. Standing beside him was a half-sized man and an old man.

"Match Malone," they called him.He has a dirty face that belongs to Batman.

Jennifer found herself walking towards the three of them, but none of them looked at her, just talking to themselves.

"What are you talking about?" asked Match Marlon loudly.He took out a few low-quality cigarettes from his pocket, lit one himself first, and then handed out the rest.Not long after, the thick smoke engulfed the three of them, and with the darkness, it became even more difficult to see the expressions on their faces clearly.

"Match Ma Long, you came just in time," the old man said after taking two puffs, "I and the crutches were talking about Arthur. That Arthur, bitch Arthur, do you remember him?"

"The one who followed Jenny to dump the 'goods'?"

"That's right, it's him. Bats smashed his old lair on the peak half a year ago, and those bitches went to prison. I heard that they are gone these two days. No wonder, when I came out, I saw all my wives and children." No, I can't wait to rot in the gutter."

"what happened?"

"What can I do?" The young man in a torn T-shirt shrugged his shoulders with a walking stick, "I heard that my wife has cancer. You know about cancer. How can you get money to see a doctor if you don't do some dirty work? He was the only one left in the family, and when he went in, tsk. His wife died of illness, and the youngest was only nine years old. He was serving people around the street to help people, but he didn’t know where to go after that.”

Matchstick Malone kicked the stones on the ground. "Fuck!" he said.

A bitter sourness surged up, and Jennifer couldn't tell whether it was Bruce's feeling or Professor X's feeling, but at this moment, it was more like her own feeling.The city is completely broken, some people believe it can be saved, and more people believe it has fallen into hell.Bad guys, good guys, ha, more people with no choice here.What can Batman do?Before he could save anyone, perhaps more people would die because of him.Before he is respected and appreciated, perhaps more people will hate and hate him-even if he is doing the right thing.

"Sometimes the right thing and the thing that upholds the rules may not necessarily produce a happy result, but will bring you endless troubles and pain." A voice said.

Jennifer opened her mouth in vain, and was about to say something, when suddenly, the feeling of being unable to control herself came again.

The previous memory slipped through Jennifer's fingers, black, she thought humorously, even in her memory Batman was a gloomy and gray ball of light.

She couldn't hold onto the thought for long.

This time she was standing among the ruins of the ruins, the sun cast brilliant beams of light on the ruins, illuminating the rising dust clearly.As far as the eye can see beyond the beam of light, there are two elderly people, one standing and the other sitting.

"You're always being unfair to me," said the standing one.

"I don't know how to be fair to you, Eric," said the sitting old man wearily.It was cold, and he must have been well looked after, in a crisp heavy suit with a cashmere blanket over his knees.After saying this, they all looked at the ruins in front of them and fell silent, as if neither of them knew how to speak.

Finally, the man called Eric, who is also known as Magneto, broke the silence: "They are experimenting with underage mutants, Charles, I hope you will think about this matter. What you have done to the government over the years What have you got in exchange for patience and cooperation? The peace in your mouth? Fuck his peace, how many mutants' blood is under the peace, the blood of you and my compatriots."

Professor X took a deep breath of air.

Dust entered from his mouth and nose, making his throat itchy, but that kind of unbearable pain was nothing compared to the pain when he heard the bad news.Human experiments, what a disgusting phrase, no matter what the mutants do, some people will challenge the bottom line of the entire group time and time again.In other words, they don't see mutants as human beings at all.

"We have power, Charles." Magneto continued. "You can control anyone in the world. What a terrible power? But what do you do with it? Be a spiritual mentor to some little pups? Politicians to solve problems? And hang out with so-called superheroes from time to time?"

"Eric—"

"Do you want to refute?" Magneto asked calmly.

Suddenly, another blue face appeared behind him. "I warned you, Charles, I warned you." The owner of this face growled, "Have you ever thought that there may be a reason why mutants are strong and weak? Why did fate choose you? You can Save thousands of lives with one sentence, but for your shit principles, your vanity!"

The same pain made Jennifer's eyes moist.

Professor X can control anyone. If he wants, he can use his abilities to shape the world as he wants.Can he give instructions to people all over the world to make them regard "mutant people first" as an imperial decree, even if "mutant people are equal" written into their brains?However, he was never willing to infringe on the thoughts of others.

It is difficult to say whether this persistence is right or wrong.

From the perspective of mutants, one of the most powerful individuals of the entire race remains absolutely neutral, or pro-human, and many things become complicated for them; from the perspective of humans, Magneto’s radicalism It can only lead to stronger conflicts.

It would be great if he was an ordinary person. Ordinary people can only follow the trend. No one expects them to be the masters of the family, and no one expects them to decide the direction of a group's development. A mistake often has a heavy burden on it. sorrow.With great power comes great responsibility. This is a famous saying that Spider-Man has been implementing since his debut. Who knows how many tears and blood are behind this sentence?

Jennifer let out a slow, long sigh from her chest.

The same voice asked quietly: "Can you bear the expectations of one race, or even countless races? For the sake of the overall situation, you must allow the rise of other races and the decline of your own race; under your hands, some races will be forever Lost the chance to reproduce. Is your heart strong enough to stand the test?"

"Charles?" She looked around. "Charles? Are you simulating this? Are you guiding me?"

No echo.

And the transformation of the illusion continues.

The ruins disappeared, and a warm room reappeared. The firewood was crackling in the fireplace, and the warmth made everyone sitting in this room drowsy.When people are drowsy, they will say many things that they dare not say on weekdays.

Jennifer recognized the man sitting on the edge of the couch - through his wheelchair.It was still Professor X. At this time, he looked much younger, his hair was not thin, and his kind face could even be called handsome and beautiful.There was a book on his lap, and Jennifer noticed that the book was turned upside down, indicating that the owner was not reading the book at all, and was completely absorbed in the conversation in front of him.

On the other end of the conversation is a very attractive woman.She wears an unusual red uniform, and her long curly hair flows red heat waves down her back.That face was so bright that even Jennifer couldn't help admiring it.It's a pity that such a beautiful face has such a sad look.

"I'll always be willing to help you," Charles said softly.

"No..." the red-haired woman said distraughtly, "no... you'll never be able to help me, Charles. I don't want this, I don't want, this... Power, it's eating me. Everyone looks at me like I'm some big weapon, people are afraid of the words that come out of my mouth, I just want to be a normal person, but I can't."

"Wanda—"

"It would be nice if I wasn't a mutant?" Scarlet Witch said softly, "Having this power is an original sin. You always like to discuss whether I can control it, what should I use it for, and what shouldn't I use it What to do, but no one thought about whether I would like to have this power. Take it, Charles, anyone, take it, and let me live like an ordinary person."

For a moment, Jennifer saw the fluctuation in Professor X's eyes.

Indeed, the Scarlet Witch possesses the power to modify the probability. Similarly, she must grasp her state of mind.Not too excited, not too angry, not even too fond.Too strong a mood can cause fluctuations in power, so that something can be said, affecting the entire planet.

Think about it, when people quarrel with relatives when they are very angry, and finally cause irreversible consequences because of inappropriate words; when people see injustice and resonate with them when they are very sad, and finally modify reality, the result is called abuse of power. ...that power is more a curse than a blessing.

Again, the voice said: "Sometimes one must bear the consequences of power itself."

Jennifer felt her throat constrict, she had realized something, but she was stubbornly unwilling to stop.In other words, that power was only questioning her, never, and did not want to stop the whole process.

After a few seconds, she was teleported to the fourth scene without any surprise.This time Charles was younger, and he looked so young, so beautiful, so handsome, with a kind of exuberance and eagerness that few other Charles didn't have.A man in a robe stood opposite him, holding a thick book in his hand, which was filled with runes that ordinary people could not understand.

"Maybe I can help you a little bit."

"That's all the better, I need your help with other things here—" Charles said briskly.

"You will gradually discover that there are many things that even magic cannot do." The man in the robe said gently.

"We can always find a way." The young Charles said, "As for what you said... mutants will not pose a threat to the earth, and in fact there are not many mutants that can affect the earth at the level of magic. Most Mutants just awakened their abilities by accident, and then they were named as bad species, put on neck chains and thrown into prison...even me and that Emma can't shake the foundation of Karma Taj."

"You underestimate yourself." The man in the robe smiled slightly, "The distance between people's hearts cannot be changed by magic. Magic will not buy us real family, love and friendship. I study time, but Even I cannot comprehend the mysteries of time, but you, Charles, you have been a master of the mind since birth. You can see people's hearts, and the people you see through are completely unaware of your arrival. This field is beyond the reach of magic, you Wields a terrifying weapon."

"But I'd never use it that way," Charles replied.

"Not now," said the man in the robe. "One day, even you and I will be shaken. The power of the mind, the absolute control, how enviable."

"You are strong enough," Charles said.

"Enough?" The other party sighed softly, "Space magic can protect the entire city from the damage of enemy attacks, and accommodate several powerful opponents wantonly in it; time magic can let me see the past and the future, and even a small Two different world branches from the apple of the world; healing magic can mobilize cells, persuade them to repair themselves, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the medicine of the living dead bones... But still, Charles, there are many things that magic can't do There are many things that can never be reversed.”

This sigh seemed to be on Jennifer's heart. Before she had time to care about who was speaking, she was already attracted by magic and things beyond the reach of magic.

The familiar yet unfamiliar voice reappeared. "Finally," it said, "you need to understand that no matter how powerful the power is, there is a range that cannot be touched, and no matter how powerful an existence is, there are things that cannot be done. Reversing time, traveling through space, and playing with the mind, these are all things that have existed in the universe. power, but even they wouldn't say they lived without regrets."

The strength that had always bound Jennifer loosened when the last word fell.

She struggled to hold on to the floor, opened her eyes, and found that her knees and palms were deeply sunken in the plush carpet of the principal's office.Qin sat on one side, her eyes glazed over, as if she had suffered a huge blow.Charles, on the other hand, was sitting steadily in the wheelchair, looking down at her worriedly.

"Oh." He said softly, knowingly.Tears filled his eyes.

"I'm sorry..." Jennifer propped herself up, she didn't know how to apologize. "It could be the heart of nature—sorry, Charles, it's a wanton invasion of your privacy, those memories—"

"I just hope I helped you," Charles said.

Jennifer shook her head with a wry smile, and nodded again.She sat up, struggling to pull away from the ensuing memories. Professor X has always maintained that movement, but from the abnormal rise and fall of his chest, it can be seen that what happened just now has no effect on him.

She tried to perceive her own spiritual world.

It used to be a dry and hardened ground here, a whole, and now it is washed by the first rain of the rainy season.The data flow guided by Charles has been perfectly embedded in her thinking, expanding the river channel, and all the rainwater will pass through here in the future.

And what happened just now is the situation that Heart of Nature wants to show her.

At this moment, at this moment, Jennifer finally has the opportunity and the ability to ask the first and final question to the existence entrenched in her consciousness—"What do you want?"

"You want me to handle the relationship between humans and other races for you?" she said, "Why me? If it's just for the rules of nature, you can find a fanatical environmentalist; if it's just for time travel, the world There are many, many others, and I don't believe I'm the only one who has experienced the end of nature."

The heart of nature avoided answering.

Jennifer sneered: "You first conquered me with the mighty power of nature, and then shocked me with the mysteries of the microscopic. When human beings are just clusters of aggregated cells in my eyes, when I only see the tiniest structures, animals and humans It will be the same. Today I hunted and killed a bunch of cells, and tomorrow I hugged a bunch of cells. This is you teaching me to be fair. And just now you taught me to bear. Is it all for destruction Is human beings foreshadowing? I don’t understand, do you really love human beings?”

"I love everything that lives on this earth, Jennifer," replied the Heart of Nature, "or rather, I am everything that lives on this earth. As big as a blue whale, as small as a sea snail, as small as a virus, all alive The stuff that makes me up. Monotony makes me weak. Remember? One dead animal feeds five.”

The implication is that even if some human beings die out, it will have no effect on it.

"Okay," Jennifer laughed, "so why don't you start a natural counterattack? Stop talking about cats and dogs, you say you're over my brain, since you already know that masterpiece of the heart of nature - it seems to be effective , why not just do the same in this world? Once the cities are overturned and civilization collapses, the global village built by humans will no longer exist, and they will be isolated into blocks without resistance."

"Because that world has the help of Earth." The Heart of Nature replied, "How do you think those signal towers are disabled overnight? How do you think the weather and geology change overnight? How can the pattern be reversed overnight? Mother Earth can reverse the magnetic field, which is not something I can accomplish."

Jennifer suddenly realized.

She got it all.

Except for one thing -

"But not in this world, the earth does not allow you to destroy cities, and does not allow you to destroy human civilization, why?"

"Because it senses danger." The Heart of Nature said, "There is such an existence that travels between planets, destroys them, and turns it into its own power. The earth needs someone to protect it."

"What exists?" Jennifer asked.

"They call him Galactus," replied the Heart of Nature.