Masked Rider from Marvel World

This is a heart disease, and it cannot be solved with just a few words.

What we lack most now is time. You don’t know when you will disappear from this time and space, and you don’t know when Mystique and Magneto will kill people.

Of course, if you are sure that you can cure his mental illness in a short period of time, then just ignore what I said."

Hearing this, Logan slowly lowered his head and pondered, "Maybe you are right."

"Of course I am right." Ling Ge said, and then he saw Logan pushing Charles' wheelchair to enter the dimensional wall.

"Wait, I can just take him there, why are you getting involved?"

Logan was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at him, "Can't I go back?"

"Nonsense, your consciousness fifty years from now is in this body, and your body fifty years from now is lying behind the dimensional wall. If you go back, it is likely that your consciousness will be disordered. Ending this time travel early is the least of your worries."

Hearing this, Logan decisively let go of the hand that was pushing the wheelchair, "Then what can I do?"

"Um..." Ling Ge thought for a moment, "Cooperate with Hank to repair the main brain, and then wait for us to come back."

After saying that, Ling Ge controlled the dimensional wall to move towards him, taking the young version of Charles away in the process.

...

Fifty years later.

A dimensional wall appeared in the mutant shelter.

Professor X, Magneto, Bobby, and Phantom Flame in the room all looked at it in surprise, not understanding what Ling Ge was up to.

After the dimensional wall disappeared, two more people appeared in the room, one was Ling Ge, and the other was...

When they saw the second person, the four of them turned their eyes to the elderly Charles and chose to remain silent tacitly.

"Ha!" The young version of Charles laughed inexplicably, "You actually have the ability to travel through time and space."

"Didn't Logan tell you?"

"It's so unbelievable that few people can believe it unless they have seen it with their own eyes."

"Tsk!" Ling Ge rolled his eyes and walked up to the older version of Charles. "I'll leave it to you to guide him. It's not that we won't try our best, it's just that we have limited time."

"You didn't stop Raven?" Magneto asked with a frown.

"Haha!" Charles sneered, "How dare you ask?

We did stop Mystique, but we couldn't stop you.

It was all planned out fine, but I don't know what you were thinking, you actually wanted to kill Riven."

Hearing this, Magneto suddenly felt extremely embarrassed. Based on his understanding of himself, he was definitely capable of doing such a thing when he was younger.

"Um...how did it turn out?"

"What do you think? If Raven died, even if I were a cripple now, I would definitely crawl over and bite you to death."

"I can see that." Magneto shrugged, then looked at Ling Ge, "What happened?"

"Someone tried to kill Mystique, but failed. However, her blood was left at the scene, and humans still got her DNA.

Someone wanted to kill Trask, but failed, which made a top weapons expert hate the mutants.

Not only that, but someone openly used his powers to hunt down a blue-skinned woman on the street, and it even made the morning news.

Tsk tsk tsk! If nothing unexpected happens, the future of mutants may be even more miserable than it is now."

With every word Ling Ge said, Magneto felt like a knife was stabbed in his heart, and suddenly felt that it was a wrong decision to let Charles release his younger self from prison.

"So what's the situation now? Is there still a chance of recovery?" Magneto asked nervously.

"I don't know, but finding Mystique and your younger self is definitely a top priority. You also know what Charles was like fifty years ago. Logan and I haven't read much, so we don't know how to enlighten him." Ling Ge spread his hands helplessly, then pointed at the younger version of Charles, "So I brought him here."

Several people turned their heads and saw the two Charles looking at each other, smiling at the same time.

"Is this our end? It seems Eric is right. Humans will eventually destroy us."

"Unless we can show them a better way."

"You're still not giving up?" Young Charles was a little surprised.

“Just because someone stumbles and loses his way occasionally doesn’t mean he will be lost forever. Sometimes we just need someone to lend a hand.”

Young Charles shook his head and said bitterly, “I am no longer the person I once was, and I am certainly not the person you are now.

As soon as I use my ability, it will completely crush me and even blow up its main brain.

Those sounds are just too... painful."

“I know that no one knows my past better than I do.

Charles, it is not the pain of others that you fear, but your own.

Although pain is terrible, it can make you stronger. If you can let yourself feel it and accept it, it will make you stronger than you can imagine. The ability to endure the pain of others is the most beautiful gift we both have, and this gift comes from the most human power, which is hope..."

Seeing the younger version of Charles' face gradually disappearing under his future self's persuasion, and replaced by confidence and composure, Ling Ge couldn't help but sigh: "I knew it would definitely work, but I didn't expect it to be so good. This efficiency is much faster than that of any psychologist. I guess MLM instructors can be fooled into turning over a new leaf if they meet him."

"Oh! Then you really underestimate Charles." Magneto said in a deep voice: "We have been fighting for a lifetime. We have different philosophies. I am not convinced in other aspects, but I have to admit that he is inferior in terms of personal charm."

"That's true." Ling Ge nodded. Charles' charisma was indeed strong, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to form an X-Men team and a mutant academy.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a pair of ice handcuffs on Logan's hands on the stone table, and couldn't help wondering, "What is this?"

"I don't know what got into Logan before, he just waved his claws around and almost hurt Phantom Cat.

If it weren't for the ankylosaur you left behind, she would have been in danger." Bobby said with lingering fear.

"Oh!" Ling Ge suddenly realized, "He met the young William Stryker at that time, so it's normal for him to have drastic emotional fluctuations."

"Thank you anyway." Phantom Cat said weakly. Her face was pale and her hands were fixed on Logan's temples to stabilize the transmission of his consciousness.

She didn't know how long she kept up this action, and her arms became a little stiff, but she didn't dare to let go. After all, what she was holding in her hands was the hope of changing the fate of mutants.

Ling Ge couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic, and took out a reagent and threw it to Bobby.

"what is this?"

"Specialized adrenaline may be useful." Ling Ge explained, "I am a doctor, and I still have a certain amount of this stuff in stock. If you want stimulants..."

"No need for stimulants. We are not yet at the point of exhausting all resources." Bobby said hurriedly.

"What are you thinking about? I don't have that thing you want yet!

The medicine in your hand was given to me by a spy chief. It is not for sale. It has an immediate effect. It can help a dying person survive. You can use it when she can no longer hold on."

"Thank you." ×2.

Bobby and Phantom Cat said in unison.

"No need to thank me, just think of it as my excessive sympathy!" Ling Ge smiled, then walked up to the ankylosaur Yummy and said calmly: "Let's get started!"

"As ordered."

A deep black hole suddenly appeared in the belly of the Ankylosaur Yummy, and cell coins flew to Ling Ge one by one. There were only more than 200 coins, but it barely met Ling Ge's expectations.

"What is this?" Magneto asked with a twitch in his mouth. Being extremely sensitive to metal, he remembered very clearly that these coins were exactly the same as those used by Lingge to create the Ankylosaurus Yummy, a monster with the combat power equivalent to that of a fourth-level mutant. This made him wonder whether this kind of combat power could be mass-produced.

"It's best not to ask questions that you shouldn't ask." Ling Ge said calmly, and then put the cell coin away.

664. Finding Mystique, there is more than one person to stop

A dimensional wall appeared in the search room, and Ling Ge and Charles walked out of it.

"Professor, how do you feel?" Logan asked with concern.

"He convinced me that no one knows me better than myself. I'm afraid I'll really have to spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair." Charles smiled bitterly, but there was no more dejection on his face.

"Great."

"Huh?" Charles looked at him in surprise, "Why do you seem to be very happy that I'm a cripple for the rest of my life?"

"No, that's not what I meant." Logan explained hurriedly, "I mean it's fine once you figure it out. It's fine once you figure it out."

"Hmph!" Charles tapped his temple. "Thanks to you, I have recovered. So I know exactly what you are thinking, Logan."

Hearing this, Logan's face turned pale, and he explained anxiously: "But I really didn't mean that!"

"I know, I was just teasing you." Charles laughed.

"Wow! Professor, I never thought you were so naughty when you were young."

"Ahem! You two, I think we should get down to business first, what do you think?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights in the search room suddenly came on and Hank walked in. "I restored the power."

"Yes, it's recovered." Charles said, and then turned his eyes to the brain wave enhancer. He would not make any mistakes this time.

Hank looked at the two of them in surprise and said curiously, "I was gone for less than ten minutes. What did you say to Charles? It seemed like he had regained his fighting spirit in an instant."

Just as Logan was about to speak, Ling Ge glared back at him, "It's nothing, it can only be said that Charles loves Raven deeply."

"Is that so?" Hank's mouth twitched slightly. Although he was not willing to believe this ridiculous reason, he could not find any other reason.

The search room turned red again, but the situation was much more stable this time, and the red and white figures that appeared did not make those painful howls again.

...

At the airport, Mystique in human form was sitting quietly waiting for her flight.

At this moment, a white-haired old lady behind her suddenly spoke up, "Raven, don't leave. Don't run away anymore."

"Charles?" Mystique asked in surprise, "Where are you?"

"At home, your home, it's time for you to go home."

"I know what I should do." Mystique said, then stood up and left.

Not long after walking a short distance, a middle-aged man sitting on a chair said, "If you kill Trask, there will be more people like him."

"Then kill them all."

She met another young man, "This is Eric's thought, not yours."

Mystique ignored him and just walked faster, but accidentally bumped into a woman, and the plane ticket and ID in her hand fell to the ground.

The woman picked up the things on the ground before her. "The girl I grew up with would not kill anyone. She was kind, fair, and compassionate."

Mystique looked directly into the woman's eyes, as if she could see Charles through them, "I have sympathy, but not for Trask. He has killed too many of our compatriots."

After saying that, she snatched the plane ticket and ID from the woman's hands and left.

While searching the room, Logan became impatient, "Put it directly on her and into her brain."

"It was hard enough to keep in touch when she wouldn't let me in, I wasn't strong enough," Charles said.

"Indeed, you are too weak now, not even one percent of your future." Ling Ge teased, and at the same time complained in his heart that a few decades later, Charles almost killed all human beings on the earth with a brain wave enhancer.

It’s not like now, when it’s so troublesome to contact someone.

"Really? That's really good news." Charles smiled. He already knew that the future of mutants was full of ups and downs. The stronger they were, the more they could protect them in the future.

In other words, he didn't know what Ling Ge was thinking, otherwise he might have stood up from the wheelchair in anger.

Mystique had walked down two corridors at this point, and this time she ran into Charles himself, which startled her, but she quickly realized that it was his conscious form.

“I know about Trask’s evil deeds, but if you kill him, the dead will never come back. It will only send you down a path of no return, with endless killing between us until we are reduced to ashes.

We can stop this now, you and me, and us, but you have to go home first."

"Must? You're still the same, Charles. I said I knew what I should do." Mystique said, and passed straight through Charles' consciousness, and the contact was severed.

"Failed?" Ling Ge asked.

"It's obvious." Charles said helplessly.

"Where is she now? If there is still time, we might be able to bring her back by force."

"Washington." Charles recalled the location on the plane ticket and said with certainty.

"Hey, guys, I think we have all overlooked one thing, that is, things have come to a point where they can no longer be solved simply by bringing back Mystique." Ling Ge interrupted, "History has changed slightly since we came to this time and space, and has changed significantly since we rescued Eric. After the Royal Hotel incident, the direction of history has become unpredictable.

To stop Mystique from assassinating Trask, to be honest, this is not that difficult. It doesn't matter whether we can convince her or not. As long as we know the exact location, any one of us can bring her back.

But what about Magneto? Mystique only wants to kill Trask, but if it's him, then..."

Gulu! ×3.

Ling Ge didn't finish his words, but the three of them swallowed their saliva at the same time.