All Worlds Madhouse

Five time zones away - the 'Shetland Islands' area nearly 6,000 kilometers away.

This location is located 210 kilometers north of Scotland. Because this place was an uninhabited island area before the war, the war did not burn here.

According to the jurisdiction, it is divided into the British temporary administrative area - Manchester (Manchester), at the junction with Iceland (Iceland), so all the urban areas in this circle begin with the letters [M] and [I]. And because even in the devastation after the war, the British still upheld their favorite demeanor [refulgent] and elegance [Dainty], so all the urban areas here are named after [MIRD]

And our 'Shetland Islands' are just sandwiched between the transportation lines of the two cities "MIRD-134" and "MIRD-150".

However, there is nothing about this place itself as a city. After all, there were not many people here. In fact, in people's consciousness now, this place has been forgotten.

This is exactly what the "X-Men" want!

Yes, you heard it right, there is an organization within this archipelago, an organization outside the government. They call themselves the X-Men.

Well.

Well, to be honest, the name of this organization is really unsophisticated and middle-of-the-road, and even has a somewhat uneducated and rigid feel to it. But you may not know that in the past, when mutants had not completely ruled the world, the name of this organization could be said to have resounded throughout human society.

They are a group composed of mutants. When the number of members is at its highest, there are about 100 people, and when there are few, there are less than 10. So what have they done?

That's a lot. They saved the city as a daily routine, then saved several worlds, ended several wars between mutants and humans, reversed time and space two or three times, and seemed to have saved the solar system once. Anyway, without them, I guess This plane no longer exists.

However, this is what heroes are like. No matter how many times you save the world, as long as you make one mistake, you will be abandoned by the world. The war between humans and mutants finally happened. This time, the X-Men failed. So , those heroic deeds in the past were also destroyed by the war, and no one in the "X-Men" still remembers them.

The aircraft was very fast, but it still took up to 4 hours before it finally arrived over the Shetland Islands. Then the plane switched to vertical take-off and landing flight mode and began to rapidly descend toward a lake.

And the lake surface slowly opened a large hole, and then the lake water poured out, and a huge platform rose up. The aircraft stopped steadily on it.

This is the only existing base of the X-Men.

The line of sight came to a corridor, which is located below the ground, so all the light comes from the scorching lamp above the head. After Quinn and others adapted to the dimness in the aircraft, it was inevitable to feel a little uncomfortable walking in such a bright place. adapt.

"So, Ziliang drew such a talisman on your body, and then when I touched the 'Silver Aries' talisman in the book, it switched places with your 'Golden Aries' talisman?" Hannibal asked. asked as he walked away.

"That's probably what happened." Logan curled his lips and said. Obviously, he had a bad impression of Ziliang, including the messy things he drew on himself.

Just as they were talking, four people and one pig walked around a corner, and then, a door with a huge 'X' engraved on it appeared in front of everyone.

Logan stopped.

"What's inside?" Quinn couldn't help but ask as he looked at the door.

"The general command room?. Well. Or it can be called the office of the top person in charge of the X-Men. It can also be called the rebel headquarters. I don't know. Anyway, this is the room of the 'old man'." Logan said with a shrug.

"Old man?" Hannibal also asked doubtfully.

"Well, old man, I've always called him that, but if you want to be polite, you can call him Mr. Eric, or use his long-ago name [Magneto]."

"Magneto?" Old Joey scratched his head. It sounded very powerful, but he seemed to have never heard of it.

"Of course I have never heard of it, because such a person has never appeared in your books. Anyway, go in. Inside, there is the answer you want."

The rest of the people looked at the door in front of them. After so much, they naturally couldn't hesitate at this juncture, so they stopped talking and strode forward.

The door seemed to have a sensor device. After approaching, it automatically separated to both sides, and a hall appeared in front of everyone.

Students who have watched war movies should be able to imagine such a scene.

Even in the office of the theater commander, various intelligence networks and huge maps are posted, with a combat sandbox in the middle and stacks of documents piled up like a hill.

However, this place known as the office of the leader of the resistance seems to be nothing like what he imagined.

There is no atmosphere here at all like a headquarters. Instead, it looks a bit like an old residence from more than half a century ago. The place where everyone is standing now is the living room. There is an old big-head TV set in the middle, and a bed with There are some old-fashioned floral teacups on the coffee table with tablecloth. There are two rooms on both sides of a small porch. Although you can't see what's going on inside, you can guess that one is the kitchen and the other is the bedroom.

Such a scene made the group more or less surprised.

At this time, an old man also walked out of a hut little by little on crutches.

He was wearing the kind of thick clothes usually worn by elderly people at home, and his trousers looked thicker than his upper body. It seemed that his legs and feet were very afraid of the cold. His gray hair was quite neat, and it could be seen in his eyebrows. , when he was young, even after he was over fifty, he was always a man with a calm and dignified attitude, but now, his slightly droopy skin and thick bags under his eyes have turned him into a step-by-step man. An old man in his twilight years.

He looked at the people standing at the door and was stunned for a moment. Then, with trembling hands, he quickly put on the reading glasses on his chest.

"Oh, you are here." He said a little apologetically. It felt like someone came to the house as a guest, but suddenly there was no slippers: "Then you guys sit down first, the water will be boiled in a while. Oh, That’s right, chair, look at my head.”

he said.

Then, four chairs floated out from the corner of the room and automatically surrounded the coffee table, all covered with knitted cushions.