High Magic Earth

"what?!"

The suddenly raised voice explained everyone's surprise.

Their president turned out to be a mutant?

Judging from their level of astonishment, it seems that this matter is far more surprising than the aliens invading the earth. , But the president, okay, the president seems to be a bit far away.

But it’s okay for those who are members of the Black Council, President Black, this is the tradition of this country, not to mention that in the future era of Hollywood, it already exists.

So the president is not far away from them, at least closer than the aliens.

"President Kennedy turned out to be a mutant..."

The most shocking of these was Moira and the director of the CIA. After all, the two of them were people in the field. The impact of this incident on them can be imagined.

Charles nodded with a smile.

"Don't worry, his ability is not easy to expose, so no one has discovered his abnormality for so long."

"If it didn't happen because of some accidents, we don't know that he would also be a mutant."

The next Logan seemed to like to plug Eric, and he calmly received a sentence.

"The first thing to discover about this was Eric. After solving Shaw, he established his own source of intelligence... He inquired that someone wanted to assassinate Kennedy, and Kennedy was still a mutant."

"He wanted to save him, but at the scene he was disturbed by people who hunted the mutants, the bullet turned a corner in the air, and Kennedy was still dead."

"And this responsibility was pushed to him."

"what?!"

Moira's voice was louder.

"You actually assassinated the President!?"

She turned her eyes to Eric in disbelief.

The nearby Charles quickly grabbed her.

"Relax Moira, relax."

"This is what happened in the future, and it hasn't happened yet."

"And Eric wanted to save the president, and there was an accident, which was unsuccessful."

Eric is naturally too lazy to pay attention to Moira, and his expression is also dignified...but he is certainly not worried because he has carried the notoriety of assassinating the president. He is probably annoying that he did not save Kennedy.

Did not save the mutant, compatriots who did not save his mutant... Yes, the mutant is the most important, and everything else can be back.

"Then what is his ability?"

Hank listened to him for a long time. He neither stood on Moira’s side and valued Kennedy particularly, nor did he stand on Eric’s side to face the mutants. This matter did not fall in his eyes. Can not accept.

So after listening to it for a long time, he found that no one said what Kennedy was.

"He can control the machinery."

Charles explained.

"The scope is not very large, but with preparations, it should be no problem to block the birth of that card from the database of Destiny Card Company."

In this era, although computers have not been thoroughly popularized by thousands of households, they have already taken shape, and here is a world of mutants... Technology is even darker than the normal era.

Many prototypes of supercomputers already exist. Although they are not as powerful as later generations, it is not surprising that some companies and laboratories have computers inside.

It may just be the kind of very heavy, one machine room and one hangar occupying most of the warehouse.

Of course, computers are still a new kind of thing. Many people do not understand professional terminology, such as Ruiwen and others, but they do not need them to understand. Hank can do it.

"So we have to contact all the forces that can be contacted, and then... intercept the cards one step in advance, and then proceed to the final battle."

Logan finally said.

Then he set his sights on Eric, because if anyone here is most likely to object, then there is no doubt that he is.

"We already have a way to get that card, we don't need a frontal attack to attract attention, just cut off the card in advance, why do we need Shaw."

Eric asked.

Charles saw Eric's grievances with them through Logan's memory, and naturally would not let Logan intensify this little problem.

"Getting cards is just the first step."

Charles explained patiently.

"With cards, we have hope for victory... What we have to do in the end is to defeat those aliens completely and expel them. There is no other choice."

Eric was silent.

After a long silence, he said slowly.

"It sounds like your heroism, isn't it, Charles."

As an Eric who grew up in a concentration camp, he has a deep understanding of the world and a deep understanding of human nature that may far exceed all of them.

Although he had not been in contact with Charles for a long time, he already knew what kind of person Charles was in his heart.

He always thinks of unrealistic naive thoughts... there can only be one human and mutant, and only mutants.

Eric had a hunch that maybe one day, he would part ways with Charles, but the reason why he didn't leave early was just because he might, maybe Charles would choose himself.

but……

This is probably a kind of tacit agreement. Anyway, the moment Eric saw Charles, he felt that this guy might become a good friend with himself.

Even if their final ideas are different.

In addition to naive thoughts and ideas, Charles also cherishes the idea of ​​a personal hero. This may be something that every American has, but Eric, a Jew, does not.

"Eric..."

Charles tried to persuade.

"We don't need Xiao's power."

Eric said directly.

"We are not only missing him. Without Xiao, we can do the same."

"We will fail if there is no Shaw... Seriously, I don't have much hope for your plan."

He was outspoken.

"We need Xiao."

Charles still did not give up.

"His ability to absorb energy is valuable...we need this power."

The atmosphere was silent again.

Eric didn't speak immediately this time... The rest of them were very quiet, including the new ones who weren't aware of the variants between Eric and Shaw.

But although Eric didn't speak, Charles' heart was sinking. Even if Eric knew him, he knew what kind of person Eric was.

Even without using his ability to explore Eric's thinking, he can know what his final decision was.

Sure enough, Eric suddenly stood up.

"I cannot accept the cooperation with Xiao."

"That's it."

He didn't say much, just got up and left the seat.

"Eric!"

Moira made a noise and tried to retain Eric... In her eyes as an elite agent, the mutants are very powerful, and Eric's strength is beyond doubt.

Before the enemy is coming, they will naturally unite.

And what Eric thought...

Charles calmed Moira.

"rest assured."

He whispered.

"Give me some time, I will persuade him."

Charles is still confident in himself.

But he was just about to leave, chasing Eric, and Logan, who had re-lighted a cigar, spit out the smoke ring calmly again, reminding him.

"We don't have much time now."

This sentence stopped Charles.

"Don't forget, the actions of the Destiny Card Company are during this time. We should go to the CIA in advance to make them a bit vigilant."

Charles and Moira looked at each other.

Yes, how did the two forget such an important thing.

Without much hesitation, Moira knew that Charles had more important things to do, so he stood up and said.

"I go."

But after hesitating, Charles was ready to go with him.

"You alone... I'm afraid it's hard for them to believe."

"I will go with you."

"Eric... I'll wait until I come back."

It's not far from the CIA's base, and he knows that although Eric is very angry now, he won't just go away.

Eric is not such a person.

Go to the CIA first, and then come back to solve Eric's problem. It's completely time.

"it is good."

Moira is not a hesitant person. After Charles entrusted the management of the base and personnel to Logan, the CIA supervisor and the two of them had already got into the car in a hurry.

I hope that time will come...

CIA, conference room.

The somewhat gray-haired CIA director John McConn looked at the three people in front of him with scrutiny... that look looked like he was watching a lunatic.

Because the three of them are indeed almost crazy.

"Alien?"

He asked.

"God?"

He asked again.

"Fate Card Company?"

He issued three interrogations.

"I think you are crazy."

Every time the mutants come here, other staff members will raise a lot of objections. In general, they do not believe in the mutants, nor do they regard the mutants as humans.

But John, who is from a businessman and is the director of the CIA, is not like that.

He believes that everyone has their own value, at least to find where the value is... Of course, dangerous goods like mutants must also be careful.

But even so, he is much better than those guys who look down on mutants, think they are monsters, or who are purely hostile to mutants.

After all, although he didn't believe it at first, after the mutants proved themselves, he began to quickly correct the position of both parties and accepted the existence of the mutants in an orderly manner.

Whether it is to use mutants, to guard against mutants, or to treat mutants sincerely... these are normal, because is it not normal for the CIA to treat their own kind, the same ordinary human beings?

As a director, John is clearly qualified, after all, there is no fool who can sit in this position.

In the past, when someone jumped out to object, although he would ignore the objections, he would not suppress this objection, because he needed to pressure the mutants to tell them that they did not stand on top of the human head, which is not true Oppose all things related to mutants.

But all this... Without anyone's objection, John has already questioned, and confirmed that the guys in front of him have broken their heads and gone crazy.

After all, this mutant named Charles can peep into people's thinking, oh my god, what a terrible ability. With this ability, it's not strange to spoil your head.

Charles sighed.

Of course he knew that things were not so simple, otherwise he would not follow Moira, so the next moment was when he performed his eloquence.

I believe that his excellent speech level and sincerity when he gave a report can definitely move...

"You guys can go out."

John said.

"Sir, we have evidence."

Moira said quickly.

"What evidence, the big hero who can shuttle the time to save the world? Very good, ask me for a signature when you see him again, just sign my name."

John said angrily.

Seeing that John started to rush people, Charles dared not sell anymore.

"Mr. John, we have evidence."

John made a please gesture.

"That Destiny Card Company."

Charles reminded.

"The cards it is about to release can prove all this, and the danger comes from them."

But John shook his head.

Just now, Charles and Moira had told the whole thing before saying a few words... and that's why he thought they were crazy.

Mutants, mutants are understandable, but aliens? God? Can it be turned into a real card? This is just a joke.

And even if such cards really exist...

"Sorry sir."

John looked at Charles.

"Even if what you say is true, it can't prove anything."

"It can at most prove that you have stolen a company's business secrets by some means, but not that the business secrets are passed back from the future."

"You guys can go out."

"By the way... for your part in saving the world, I will not pursue your responsibility for stealing a company's business secrets."

John made a hand-off gesture again.

What else does Charles want to say~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But there are already two security personnel standing next to each other from the left and right, and also made a gesture of asking them to go out.

Conflict... Naturally, there is no conflict, so in desperation, Charles and Moira can only leave first.

After several of them went out, John shook his head helplessly.

"Time travel?"

He sneered.

When I saw the boss's speech, the others quickly took the topic.

"Yes! They are crazy!"

"Do these idiots think this is writing science fiction?"

Of course John did not believe it, and sneered...but with the quality of a director, he still decided to follow up...

Ok! Hell! How can this thing be followed up and build a time machine? ! This is also the main reason why he didn't believe it at all. The other party could not produce any evidence at all, just a little evidence!

Forget it, or send two people to monitor one...

"Boom!"

The people in the meeting room were suddenly knocked open, and the door was opened from the outside without waiting for John to respond. John frowned. It was not polite to do so, and most importantly, he did not receive advance notice of someone visiting.

"Oh, you are in a meeting, it seems that I was not at the right time."

The door opened, and a completely strange Asian, or mixed-race, came in from the door.

John looked at him, and as a former intelligence agent, an agent of a former agent, he began to have some kind of vigilance in his heart.

"This gentleman, explain your intentions."

As he spoke, he secretly signaled the security personnel around him.

The mixed-blood seemed to care little about his small movements, but instead looked over the position of his head with a gaze, then suddenly changed his face, smiled, and then changed his mouth.

"No, I seem to... it's the right time." u