[Comprehensive] sense of existence

The people who said it was the Avengers were actually Steve and Stark.

The US team's battle uniform has not been changed yet, and there are traces of dust and gunpowder smoke all over its body.From a glance, it can be imagined that he should have experienced a very fierce fight before this.At this moment, his helmet had been taken off, and his blue pupils were filled with regret and uneasiness.After escaping from the explosion, fearing that he would ignore the non-existent Alare, Steve first went to Stark and asked Jarvis for help, and when he followed Stark silently all the way to X Academy, he His shoulders seemed to be weighed down by heavy shackles, not as straight and stiff as before.

Stark kept looking at his watch, contacting Jarvis while looking at his watch.

Steve was silent, he couldn't find any words to explain the reason of this matter to Charles.Not to mention that Bucky's proposal to sneak into Hydra was only proceeded with his own support.

There is no news from Jarvis that Alare's body has been found.Stark thought optimistically, maybe this big-mouthed guy could find a way to escape by himself...if the shirt he designed could withstand such a large explosion.

After hanging up the phone, Stark fiddled with the steering wheel and said to himself: "If it wasn't for the disappearance of Ala Lei, I would definitely not help you."

Steve blamed himself: "It's all my fault."

Stark's tone was not very good, no one would be happy after teammates and others performed tasks without authorization.Not to mention they lost Stark's little staff.

Hearing Steve's constant self-blame, Stark said to him coldly: "With this time to apologize, why not think about how to explain it to other teammates."

It can be seen that Stark is obviously disappointed with Steve's approach.

While waiting, the gate of Academy X slowly opened, and Iron Man's arrogant sports car rushed in like a raging fire.

It was already midnight, the college was quiet, and the students had already fallen asleep.

They were greeted by Beast Hank.

After Stark and Steve got out of the car, Hank, who was waiting for them, held up the mirror frame and said in a low voice, "What's the matter with you? The professor is not in a very good condition now."

Stark, who was about to step inside to find Charles, was taken aback, took off his sunglasses, and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

Hank shook his head: "I don't know either. The professor entered the brain-enhanced room alone late last night. After I heard the movement, he fell to the ground in pain, and then he was in a daze all day long. fell asleep."

After hearing this, Stark didn't know what to think, and turned to Steve, "Only a few of you know about yesterday's plan?"

"I'm not sure about Arale." The apology on Steve's face seemed to be more obvious, "I should have been by her side all the time."

The expression on Stark's face didn't look much better, but he was unusually free from cynicism.

"What's the use of talking nonsense now, the most important thing is to find her."

The most important thing is to pray that Jarvis doesn't find the wreckage of Alare among those explosions.

Hank the Beast was a little dazed when he heard Alale's name; "What's wrong with Alale? The professor also called her name in his sleep."

"Can we take a look at Charles?" Stark suggested in a timely manner, "There are some things about Arale, I think I need his help."

After the beast found Charles, he didn't know what happened to the professor, so he could only move him back to his own room.

Charles, who was lying on the bed, looked haggard and closed his eyes tightly. It seemed that he had encountered something very sad in his dream.

X Academy, friends, family, Arale.

Scenes one after another pulled him back to the deepest picture in his memory like a revolving lantern. The vivid memory quickly faded before he touched it, and the smiling faces from each one were frozen into the most grayed out. impression.The heavy load seemed to make him unable to breathe. Those memories that he had worked so hard to suppress in the deepest part of his memory and didn't want to bring them up simply surfaced, and when he touched them again, all the negative emotions of sadness, sadness, and despair In an instant, all his senses were swept away.

Charles struggled to escape.He clearly knew that these were just memories.But when he was in the memories of the past again, those emotions from the past reappeared incomparably profoundly and clearly.

The death of his teammates, Eric's parting ways, Ruiwen's departure, his own leg disease... In a daze, he stared at his paralyzed legs and saw a pair of hands on his knees.

These hands were white and tender, and there was an extra wallet out of thin air.

Charles looked up and saw a girl's face.

Her expression was still so rich, and she was turning the wallet with a smug smile.

The sadness in Charles' heart seemed to be washed away by her smile.

After that, she stuffed the wallet back into his pocket, and then flattered him by lying on his lap and showing him a standard eight-teeth smile.

Then it didn't matter whether he agreed or not, a fluffy head rubbed against his knee.

Obviously her legs have no intuition, but she can still feel the touch of her smooth and delicate cheeks clinging to her.

Charles opened his mouth to make a sound.

Ala Lei.

He thought, Arale is so stupid looking like this, even pretending to be so careful to take advantage of him.He raised his hand and couldn't help but want to touch her cheek, but before he touched it, Arale's smile suddenly froze.

Looking up again, she was standing not far from her. Behind her was the smoky New York Square. The gloomy sky was blustery with strong winds. Charles raised his hand to slightly cover his eyes captivated by the dust, and saw the people on the square through the gap. A group of people's eyes were bloodshot, and their faces were filled with hatred and anger. They fought and beat each other fiercely. The place they looked at was already occupied by chaos and disorder. No one's thinking was rational.

Except for the girl in front of me standing above chaos and disorder.

Arale's once smiling eyes slowly opened, and the moment they opened, the golden light in the eyes replaced the warm brown pupils, and the hair fluttered freely in the bitter wind, revealing It was an expression he had never seen before.She raised her hand slowly, and she seemed to be saying something, and the people who heard her words became even more crazy, rushing towards the crowd without any scruples, blood staining the whole land.

Ala Lei.

Charles wanted to call her hard, one by one, but the girl in front of him never looked back.

No, Arale won't become like this.

Charles tried his best to return to the scene when Alale was lying on his knees, rushing back and forth, sweating on his forehead, but he couldn't find a way, and the feeling of helplessness and helplessness surged up again... ...like seeing the death of a comrade in arms... the despair...

Suddenly there was a small sound in his ear.

"Is he still awake?"

"His expression looked pained."

"Is there no way to wake him up?"

"It seems that don't tell him about Arale."

Ala Lei?

Charles turned his head and stared at Alale, who was standing on a high place, ignoring the countless lives under his feet. Suddenly, he realized something, and his eyes went dark.

When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was the familiar ceiling in his room.

The group was about to leave when they heard movement behind them.

Hank turned his head, and ran to Charles in surprise and relief: "Professor, you are awake."

Charles' eyes came back from emptiness.

He looked sideways at Steve, and said directly, "Did you find her later?"

There was a flash of clarity in Stark's eyes, and the previous suspicions were confirmed. Charles fainted and Steve's plan was too coincidental, so looking at it now, he must know Captain America's plan, and he was probably the last to see it. Arale's people.

Steve seemed to have noticed this too. He took a step forward, and his voice was full of guilt: "When we were fighting, there was a group of extra mutants. After the Hydra people were wiped out, they turned to attack us. I haven't found any yet. When Ala Lei, that base exploded."

He paused, and continued, "Until now, we still don't know her whereabouts."

After hearing the ins and outs clearly, Charles moved his fingers a little, as if the softness of her cheeks still remained on his knees.

Seeing that Charles had been silent for a long time, Stark couldn't help comforting him, "I've already sent Jarvis to look for her at the place where the explosion happened. It's good news that he didn't find her."

"I see, those mutants are under Magneto." Charles' voice was unusually calm, and his blue eyes were clear, "Hank, let's go to the brain enhancement room."

Professor X can contact anyone or mutants on Earth, which is why Stark and the others came to him.

But Hank hesitated: "Professor, your brain has just been attacked..."

"It's okay." Charles sat up on his arms, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, his rosy lips were a little dry, but he was in good spirits, he slowly smiled and said softly, "Arale now needs I."

The last nightmare made Charles uneasy. He is now 90.00% sure that Ala Lei was abducted by Magneto.

And here, Arale followed behind Magneto, and walked into a room. The lights in this room were so bright that people's eyes hurt, and they were blinded by the strong light. Alale squinted his eyes for a long time before looking at it. Clear the structure here.

Nothing at all.

Magneto stood beside her with his hands behind his back. After snapping his fingers, the whole room seemed to be filled with a large VR system. The floor beneath his feet has also turned into bloody soil.

Arale was startled, because the scene was so real, she subconsciously stepped back a few steps.

"I'll go!" She widened her eyes in disbelief, "You spent a lot of money on this high technology, right?"

Magneto turned his head, "Why do you always think I'm poor?"

Maybe it's because it's too much like a scrap metal collector...

"How poor are you? You are on the rich list." Alalei laughed dryly.

Magneto was no longer obsessed with this matter. He stared straight into the distance indifferently, watching the realistic scene of fighting on the battlefield, he said word by word: "Do you know? We mutants have been doing things with humans for thousands of years. Fighting desperately, human beings are timid, cowardly, and vulnerable, and because of the strength of mutants, they have always been afraid of our existence."

In front of them, more than a dozen people were besieging a mutant boy. This boy was already in a panic. He only manipulated small plant vines to resist the attacks of these human hoes and swords. His body was already covered with large and small wounds.

Arale glanced over, refusing to see this kind of picture.

"Humans once said that natural selection and survival of the fittest. But God chose us to become a higher existence than human beings, and they who came to this conclusion are struggling to overthrow this immutable fact. Isn't it ridiculous?"

With a flick of his finger, the scene turned to a dark and chaotic laboratory again.

This time, it was Wolverine who was familiar to Ala Lei, who appeared in front of their eyes.

He was forcibly pressed on the test bench full of pain, and his bones were taken away one by one, and the so-called reinforced iron bones were injected. The pain of the bones and tendons survived because of his own strong healing ability. There is no way to ask for death, and even the howling of extreme despair leaves no one with a sympathetic look.

Look at the Wolverine who smokes, drinks, and rides a motorcycle as if he is nothing.

Alale covered her ears, thinking about prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony over and over again in her heart.

Magneto seems to have caught on to her weakness, scene after scene playing out.

"We mutants also want to live a peaceful life. But humans think we are a threat." Eric grabbed Alare's hand sideways, and forcibly pulled her hand away, his voice was cold and heartless, "They took us Doing experiments, trying to find a way to become us, they want to become us, but they are afraid of us, oh, what a pathetic group of self-confident cleverness."

And the scene has once again shifted to the mutilation of mutants by humans. Mutants with different appearances from ordinary people are exposed to the public, and their horrified and repulsive eyes are zoomed in close-up one by one.

Arale closed her eyes tightly.

She couldn't empathize, but she still couldn't help being angry when she saw these pictures.He even stammered and couldn't say what he wanted to gag before.

In this atmosphere, she couldn't afford to joke.

"You, I mean, I, I yearn for a peaceful, peaceful world, so you..."

"A peaceful world?" Eric interrupted her, his eyes deepened, and he stared at Arale's words, "Do you think mutants have never tried to live in peace with them? In fact? It's them The peace that was broken first!"

"But now the world is not in a world war because of this!" Arale's hand was so painful that he squeezed it, and his face was pale.

"Now, isn't it good now?"

Eric lowered his eyes and sneered, "Really?"

His simple rhetorical question made Arale recall the hell scene he saw on the Hydra-9 floor.

Ala Lei opened her mouth, "That's just Hydra... They are afraid that the world will not be chaotic... There are still good people in the world..."

"You mean these governments don't have laboratories for mutants?"

Arale was left speechless by the question.

Seeing her completely depressed mood, Eric tickled the corners of his mouth, "Humans are extremely fragile, and they want to find something that can make them stronger. Mutants are higher existences. Only we rule the earth, ours The race will not be persecuted all the time, so that humans will fear us and fear us. And you—"

Eric let go of her hand, and put his fiery palm on the top of Arale's head, "You are the savior who has the ability to let the mutant race rule the world."

The author has something to say:--

Arale: I think Magneto is more talkative than me.

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small theater:

Charles: I dreamed about you.

Arale: Huh?

Charles: Dreaming about you rubbing against my leg made me react.

Arale: ...

Charles: Wait until I find you.

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Thank you all for the mine and grenade assists.Are you all fattening up TUT?

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