Marvel: Start with the Eight Wonders

People were coming and going in the corridor, mostly teenagers who looked like students. When they saw the middle-aged man in the wheelchair, they all nodded politely and said hello.

Qing Huai followed the wheelchair, looking at the man called the principal by the students, and then at the children outside the window who were each using their superpowers.

It is basically certain that he is now at Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters, and the person in the wheelchair is the famous Professor X - Charles Xavier.

Following Charles all the way to the principal's office, Qing Huai finally asked the question in his mind, "Why am I here?"

"Logan and the others happened to meet you in Antarctica and brought you back." Charles replied with a smile.

Different from the old man and the young Yimei in film and television works, this Charles is somewhere in between, about 50 or [-] years old.

"By coincidence?" Qing Huai raised his eyebrows. This was really an interesting word.

"Where is that person?" Qing Huai sat down at the table without any surprise, because he knew that the other person was lying to him.

"That man is dangerous," Charles said. "For the safety of the children, I can't bring him here."

Well, I also know who is more dangerous, Hyperion or him...

"Do you know that person?" Qing Huai took the coffee from Charles and asked.

"Hyperion, a member of the Supreme High School team, made a bet with the Defenders under the leadership of Gao Tianzun." Charles said clearly, and then added, "I only found out later, Dr. Strange told me of."

"You and Stephen know each other?" Qinghuai didn't expect this.

"Yeah." Charles nodded, "He originally wanted to take you away yesterday, but you were in a very bad condition at the time."

Qinghuai was stunned for a moment and asked, "How many days have I been in coma?"

"Today is the third day since we returned from Antarctica." Charles continued: "Your situation is very strange. You don't have any fatal injuries on your body, but you have been in a state of near death since you came back from Antarctica. It's like the God of Death wants to forcefully pull you in." It was like hell, but fortunately the situation improved last night..."

Charles picked up the porcelain cup, glanced at Qing Huai, and said half-jokingly: "The God of Death has sent you back."

The God of Death...

Qinghuai thought of the woman whose face he couldn't see clearly in his dream, and combined with the purple sweet potato spirit that appeared in the dream, the woman's identity seemed to be revealed.

If it is as Qing Huai suspected, that person is a real god!

But why did He enter his dream?

Combined with Charles' words, Qing Huai had reason to suspect that the "god" took the initiative to enter his dream, but... why?

It doesn’t make sense…

Thinking about it carefully, although he was ridiculously handsome, he wouldn't be noticed by Him.

Qinghuai couldn't figure it out.

"Thank you." After thinking about it, Qing Huai expressed his gratitude to Charles, just because he could sit in such a beautiful place and drink a cup of hot coffee.

"You're welcome." Charles pushed his wheelchair to the window, looked at a group of students training outside, and said, "Mr. Qinghuai, I actually want to discuss a cooperation with you."

"Oh?" Qing Huai turned sideways, thinking that it was finally time to get down to business.

Charles was still looking out the window and sighed: "Before the Superhuman Management Act was promulgated, the existence of mutants has always been a concern in this society. Now that the bill is promulgated, interested people will definitely make a fuss about mutants... Mr. Qinghuai, you Are all the employees in the store mutants?"

Qing Huai narrowed his eyes slightly. He was not surprised that Charles knew that the employees in his store were mutants.

With Charles' ability, he can even find any mutant in the world.

He just didn't quite understand the subtext of Charles's words?

Charles turned around and smiled, "Don't get me wrong, I just want to invite them to the school as guests."

"It's that simple?"

"Of course, if they like it here, they can go to school here. The school has dormitories." Charles always smiled.

Qing Huai also understood that Charles was extending an olive branch to him.

At present, the turmoil caused by the Superhuman Act is intensifying. Before he went to Antarctica, there had been several superhuman riots.

Although he has ways to deal with it, if there is an organization like X Academy to protect them, why not do it.

Whether it was memories from his previous life or contacts today, Qing Huai had no bad impression of Charles.

"I will consider it." Qinghuai said calmly: "Tell me your conditions."

In Qinghuai's view, since Charles said this was cooperation, then Charles should pay something to protect his employees.

He doesn't shy away from giving, as long as it's worth it.

Unexpectedly, Charles looked back at Qinghuai and laughed again, "My condition is to let your employees enter Xavier. Mr. Qinghuai, it's your turn to tell the conditions."

Uh…

This temporarily stopped Qinghuai from dealing with him, but after a long time, he was still out of control.

Charles has devoted half his life to allowing mutants to coexist harmoniously with humans. Most of the children in this school were saved by him. It is his wish to protect mutants from social injustice, not a bargaining chip for him.

Qinghuai stood up from the chair, "I haven't thought about it yet, let's talk about it later."

Before walking out of the principal's office, Qinghuai seemed to suddenly remember something, "Professor, do you know Nick Fury?"

"It sounds a bit familiar." Charles smiled and said, "I can't remember clearly, maybe I know him."

With a deliberate sigh, Qinghuai shook his head and walked out of the principal's office.

The sky is blue, there are snowdrifts on the ground, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.

In the original book, Charles always wanted to build a utopia for mutants. Although this school is far from a utopia, it is indeed a suitable place for retirement.

Qinghuai found a step and sat down, his thoughts racing.

I never thought that I would be quite important in this world.

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