"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

Logan knelt on one knee, and the bone spurs stretched out from his right hand leaned on the ground, supporting his body, gasping for breath.

Sweat continued to flow down his forehead, soaking his whole body. After about ten seconds of gasping, the tough guy supported himself with one hand, stood up from the ground, and then sat heavily on a well-deserved stool next to him.

"Bang!"

Because of this chaos, there was no one nearby. Logan picked up the half cup of whiskey left here on the bar, which was unknown to him, and he slapped it all over. The cup made a crisp collision with the tabletop.

He seemed to have recovered.

Eric next to him signaled to Charles, indicating whether they were leaving without regard to their affairs or...

Charles thought for a moment. He hadn't seen anything valuable in Logan's memory just now, but his instinct was still telling him that things might not be that simple.

It seems not good to leave like this...

But just as Charles was thinking about how to say hello to Logan, Logan, who had put down the cup, exhaled a strong smell of alcohol and whispered.

"We need to talk, Charles."

He turned his gaze to the two next to him.

"And Eric."...

"So... before we solve that bastard Xiao, we need to solve some aliens first and then save the earth. I understand it right?"

CIA, secret base.

In the conference room, Charles, Eric, Raven, Hank, the base supervisor, Agent Moira, and the guy who had just been found by Charles and the two of them, who called themselves Logan, and several new companions who joined were gathered next to the meeting table and listening to the story from Logan.

The content of the story is...the future.

This news is obviously a bit amazing. Even Charles, who has seen others' thinking, Hank, who has a wide range of knowledge, or the elite agent Moira, can accept it for a while.

But if you are eager to take revenge, or if you are ruthless, Eric, Magneto, doesn't think this matter is a big deal.

He snorted coldly, then put on a look of your face as if you were telling a joke, hugged your arms with both hands and leaned directly on the sofa behind.

Logan had known what kind of guy Eric was, and he was not surprised. He did not expect him to convince Eric in a few words.

If you want to prove all this, you have to rely on...

Hank next to him was holding his head there. Time travel really had a big impact on him. The United States in the 1970s worshiped various hardcore science fiction, such as center of geopolitical adventures, third-type contacts, etc., are emerging one after another.

And the most fascinating one is undoubtedly time travel.

This guy comes from the future, which makes Hank almost crazy.

Hank held his head and said something scientific term in his mouth, obviously he couldn't count on it for the time being.

Moira, as an elite agent, was also a little broken, she...well, she is an elite, but she learns how to deal with serial murderers, perverted killers, rather than diplomacy with time travelers!

Look at her current life. First someone was going to start World War III, then a mutant, and then a time traveler appeared!

Moira rubbed her eyebrows in pain.

There are also people who don’t know anything and look completely dull... For example, although they grew up with Oxford Professor Charles and grew up together, they turned out to be a bad-study girl, Raven.

Actually, she didn't understand anything now, but anyway, the people in front of her seemed to be very powerful... so she just pretended to be unaware of it!

Of course... like her, she seemed to know everything, but in fact she was confused, and there was the CIA director.

Logan ignored them and set his eyes on Charles.

"Charles."

He stood up and sat next to Charles.

"Look at my memory, see all this, I know you can do it."

"No, Logan, I believe you, it's just this..."

Charles quickly refused.

Because he did not easily investigate other people's memories, a bottom line had already formed in his heart.

"I know."

Logan said bluntly.

"But you have to see that there is the information you left to you in the future... I can't dictate it because it's not safe now."

"The enemy also has the power of mind, only you... only you can guarantee that you will not be read from the mind."

Charles quickly calmed down.

He suddenly thought of the god, the god from Asgard whom he saw in a bar near Oxford University in London, and there seemed to be some kind of protection of her spiritual power.

Although Charles was a good man, he was not indecisive, especially when he paused for a moment and put his hands next to Logan's head, but his movements were still a little slow.

"don’t worry."

Logan saw Charles' doubts and said in a deep voice.

"The pain I experienced far exceeded your imagination, let it go."

Charles looked into Logan's eyes, nodded, and took a deep breath.

The next moment, Charles opened his eyes again, but what was presented to him was the spiritual world in Logan's mind.

The picture flew around, without the chaotic interference memory, Charles could see Logan's memory clearly in almost the blink of an eye.

He saw the battlefield where bullets flew around, corpses everywhere, and the First World War, World War II, and other wars of all sizes.

He saw the classical manors of the last century, the close-range outbreak of the atomic bomb, and... doomsday.

The doomsday of mutants.

In the future.

Charles suddenly opened his eyes again and returned to this world.

He turned his head, staring at him with concern, and Eric, who seemed to be unrelated to him, was still secretly following this side.

"He's right."

Charles said.

“We are in trouble.”…

"So what he said is true?"

Moira asked quickly.

Charles nodded with a solemn expression.

Regarding the alien, that is, the second princess Rocky, Charles actually discovered her Asgardian identity early in the morning, but he himself was not sure, even unbelievable, and it was of great importance. He hid it for the time being and did not tell Moira as soon as possible.

But now, obviously, it is impossible not to say it.

When Logan saw Charles taking over the rest of the matter, he leaned on the sofa behind him very casually... He was originally a person who didn't like to be a big bb, but he was the only candidate for time travel, so he couldn't say so much.

Now that Charles takes over, he naturally doesn't want to talk nonsense.

Just talking about big principles, this kind of thing is what the professor is good at.

"Beast."

Logan suddenly hit Hank, who was still thinking, with his shoulders, and woke him up.

"Are there any cigars?"

"I haven't been to this base... in history."

Hank was stunned for a moment, and didn't ask why he called him a beast. He just nodded in a hunch and took out a box of cigars from the cabinet behind him.

"Click!"

Logan cuts off the cigar and finds everyone looking at him.

"how?"

He motioned to Charles.

"Continue."

After seeing most of Logan's memories, Charles naturally knew his rough personality very well. He shook his head and didn't say anything. Instead, he sorted out the language and began to slowly tell it.

"That's... the fate card..."

“…”

Future mutants encountered something called the fate card, which almost completely extinct the mutants at one point.

Charles saw in Logan's memory that according to the normal historical trend, they would receive information about the White Queen in a few days and then start to track the White Queen across the country.

But after finding the White Queen, I found that this was just a cover, or Xiao, with others, was not with the White Queen at all.

While Charles and others left the base, Xiao happened to bring people to attack the base.

All ordinary people in the base were slaughtered, including the base manager of the CIA. Then Xiao found the remaining mutants, and Charles set his sights on the newly joined Angel and others.

Logan next to him added.
To be continued...