The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 185 The Last Cup of Tea
In the post-war Earth, in order to allow humans to use natural resources more evenly, nearly 300 urban areas are almost evenly distributed on each continent. However, there are still two places that are absolutely "barren areas".

The first is the continent of Antarctica.

Second, is this place between the Atlas Mountains and the Atlantic coast
The area where Baishui Prison is located is called a "no man's land", because no matter what, there is still some water there. If you throw a person there, if you can dig grass roots and chew bark, you can still survive. If you're lucky, if you dig a bamboo rat's nest, you might even get some meat.

Yes, 'no man's land' is just empty of people, and the so-called "barren land" is nothing.There is no vegetation, no water source, no living things, only yellow sand all over the sky and wind enough to blow people to death!
Due to the extremely close distance between the earth and the sun, the daytime temperature here can reach 60 degrees.
Some people may not know the concept of 60 degrees. From a medical point of view, when the protein exceeds 65 degrees, it begins to denature. Started to slowly move towards a plate of grilled pork ribs.

Also, the average annual rainfall here is only about a dozen millimeters. So, what is the concept of this precipitation?To put it bluntly, it's not raining.
In addition, there are no roads or gas stations in this place, so you can't drive very far, and you have to risk getting stuck in quicksand. When you think of a place, you can only rely on airdrops.

In short, this place is the kind of place that absolutely no one can go to.

However, somewhere in this barren area, 300 meters underground, hides the most secretive military base in the world.

No one knows how big this place is, because the employees here are strictly divided into their respective areas of action, and as long as they cross the line, they will be arrested immediately for investigation.

No one knows where they are, and every time they go in and out, they are all in hypnotic mode. You close your eyes, and you are still in a certain city. When you open your eyes, you have already come here.

What's more, no one knows what they are doing here.Anyway, people who come here just need to do what they are asked to do. Maybe your job is to compare some numbers with unknown meaning every day, or you just check the cables in the whole house every day. That's all, don't ask what these things are for, and no one will tell you if you ask, because they don't know, everyone will complete the three-month work after arriving here, and then you will take another look Close it, and when you open it, you are back in your original city. Except for the extra salary you want in your bag, you even feel that you are just dreaming.

This mysterious place is like this, and in this mode, it has worked perfectly for decades, and it will continue to work.

There is no name here, no address, no purpose of operation or, no one knows any of it.

However, such an unknown place is the core that maintains the operation of the entire mutant society.

One day at noon, 57 degrees, sunny.

Over the desert, a huge aircraft was driving above the clouds.

On the plane, Magneto and Ziliang sat opposite each other, Ziliang was smoking a cigarette, and Magneto was drinking tea.
"So, you've been looking for it for decades, but you still haven't found it?" Ziliang asked.

Magneto nodded: "Yeah, the world after the war is much more complicated than the previous human society. After all, there are fewer people, and there are fewer clues to be found. If it weren't for you and your compass, I might have lost all my life." Can't find Charles."

Ziliang closed the black note: "Hehe, it's really hard to imagine that you just wishful thinking that Charles is not dead just because of a dream that you can't remember clearly."

Magneto shook the teacup in his hand.

"Yeah, although it's wishful thinking, my consciousness tells me that Charles brought me that message, and he needs my help."

In fact, after Bill X was promulgated, even Magneto felt that Professor X was dead.

At that time, mutants had already begun to rule the world, and Magneto, as a force that had always supported the independence of mutants, suddenly lost his goal.

At that time, he also wanted to disarm and return to the farmland to spend the rest of his life in peace.

However, one day, when he was sleepy in his own home, he seemed to hear a voice appearing in his mind.

It was a short signal, just one word. "help me"

There was no reason, and it was even more impossible to hear whose voice it was. In fact, it was like a confused dream in a half-asleep and half-awake state.

But at that moment, Magneto woke up with a start.

Out of nowhere, he felt that someone needed his help. It was an old friend who had been with him for a lifetime, and an enemy who had been fighting for a lifetime.

Yes, it is Charles.

Just when the whole world was gradually becoming better, Charles entered his mind, leaving a signal with unknown meaning, and since then, he disappeared.

Magneto is undoubtedly a powerful person. His strength is not only reflected in his supernatural powers, but also in his wisdom. Therefore, just because of these few words in the haze, he vaguely guessed the world Behind it, there seems to be a big conspiracy.

So, he began to dig into this world, and gradually, this nearly hundred-year-old man also came into contact with the dark side of this world.

When people get old, their temperament will always change. Those madmen who were arrogant when they were young will also become a quiet and kind neighbor when they are old.People whose hands are covered with blood may yearn for drinking tea and planting flowers when they get old.

Mutants have finally conquered humanity, and Magneto's dream has become a reality.

However, in the mist of green tea, his heart has never been stable. This society is good, but it seems that this beauty is not the same as what he pursues.

So that day, Magneto sat on his old sofa, slowly and silently, watching the sun gradually disappear over the edge of the field.

With that last cup of tea, he seemed to understand something.

What this world looks like doesn't really seem to matter. After all, I will grow old, die, and be forever forgotten, but the alternation of the world will never stop.

All of a sudden it seemed less important than where a world would go, whether humans ruled or mutants ruled.

What's important is that if at this moment, an old friend can sit opposite me, drink tea with me, quarrel with me, even if I hold my stomach full of anger and scold each other.

That day, Magneto left his old house with a walking stick.

Not long after, the X-Men regrouped
(End of this chapter)