The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 195 Charles

Inside the base.

In front of a door with no visible material.

In fact, it is called a door, because Ziliang’s compass shows that there is a huge space behind it. From the appearance alone, it is a wall, but there is a huge "X" embedded in the wall.

"Well, you may not believe it, but this base should be transformed by the first X academy." Ziliang said, looking at the huge X in front of him.

Quinn frowned: "I don't care if it was remodeled by X Academy. The question now is, if that [Professor X] is inside, how do we get in?"

Before the words were finished, Old Joey stepped forward, picked up the butcher's knife, let out a low shout, and instantly a cold light flashed. A series of crisp sounds.

"It can't be chopped!" Old Joey said when he came back.

Quinn rubbed his head: "This thing doesn't look too thin. I think if we poke a door with a needle, we won't be able to get in until next month."

Ziliang remained silent, because the attributes of this door were not detected in his notes, so [Tamperer] could not be activated.

at this time
"It seems that you should need help, don't you?" A woman's voice came.

Hearing the prestige, he saw the Phantom Cat and Mystique walking out of a wall.

Since everyone else came later, they had never seen these two, and the atmosphere became tense for a while.

"Okay, these two are helpers." Ziliang waved his hands and said, then looked at Phantom Cat: "So... you can take us in, right?"

Phantom Cat nodded: "Yes, but it can only be one person, and I can't follow in."

"why?"

"It's very simple. The mental power inside is too strong. Most people may die if they go in. Otherwise, why do you think I lingered outside the door for so long?"

"I see." After speaking, everyone nodded.
And when it comes to mental strength, then Hannibal is definitely the most suitable candidate.

so.
"I'll go." Ziliang said.

"Ah? Shouldn't Hannibal be allowed to do this kind of thing?" Shirley questioned.

"It's better for him to go." Hannibal responded lightly: "Although this guy has no mental attack ability, but if it's just about endurance, he is very resistant. Taking a step back, if that Professor X really With the ability to implant thoughts into the minds of tens of millions of people, his spiritual position may reach an unimaginable strength, so, if he enters and dies, then..."

"Even if I die, I will try my best not to let my dead body appear on your dining table." Ziliang said with squinted eyes, and then said to Phantom Cat: "Okay, ignore these lunatics, let's go Bar."

After finishing speaking, Ziliang took the initiative to hold Phantom Cat's hand and walked towards the gate.

Going through the wall is a strange feeling, like squeezing through a styrofoam, and you can still feel the pressure, but it doesn't affect the movement.

Soon, Ziliang's body passed through the door, but the phantom cat didn't follow in, but just sent Ziliang in, and let go
So far, Ziliang is alone in this huge space.

It's hard to describe what a place this is.

This place is like a different world, full of bright red lights and figures, for a moment people can't tell the difference between up and down, left and right, countless voices are filling here, whispering, heart-piercing, thousands of people The voices are all mixed together, that is the voice of everyone in this world, it feels like it only takes one second to explode a person's brain!

And under my feet, there is a very long suspended aisle, which continues to the center of the big ball. There, there is a person sitting quietly on a wheelchair. Since his back is facing Ziliang, he can't see it. Clearing his face, one can only see a helmet on his head, with countless silk threads extending from the helmet, slowly floating in this extremely chaotic space
Ziliang knew that that person was 'Charles Francis Xavier'

It's Professor X
Instigator of Act X.
"Hello." Suddenly, a voice sounded, this voice was not made by anyone, because it was extraordinarily clear amidst the incomparable chaos and noise
This voice was in Ziliang's own head.

"Oh, I'm sorry, maybe you haven't gotten used to this kind of conversation." The voice sounded again, but this time it didn't appear directly in his mind, but directly in front of Ziliang. At the same time, a People were there too.

He is standing.
It was an old man, who looked very old, wearing some old-fashioned suits, no different from ordinary people, and the only thing that attracted attention was his head without a single hair.

"How about this, are you getting used to it? Oh, I'm sorry, there are still these sounds. It's too noisy." As he spoke, the whole space changed, the lights disappeared, the sound also quieted down, and the sound appeared instead. It was a ray of sunlight and breeze coming in through the curtains, and the faint scent of tea rushed into Ziliang's nose.

Ziliang found that he was sitting in a small but cozy living room, with an old coffee table in front of him, and the bald old man Professor Charles sitting opposite the coffee table.

"I prefer tea, but if you want to drink wine, of course you can." He said with a smile.

Ziliang found that a glass of wine had appeared on the coffee table at some point, as if it had been there all along, but he hadn't noticed it just now.

"Is this a hallucination?" Ziliang asked, shrugging his shoulders.

"Hallucinations?" Professor Charles picked up a cup of tea and asked back: "That depends on how you want to define hallucinations. Does this cup of tea exist or not? Or, do you think you didn't actually smell these teas?"

"Ah, do I have to answer these old-fashioned questions?" Ziliang lit a cigarette on his own: "It took me a lot of energy to come to this base, and it took a lot of energy to see When it comes to you, speaking of it, you should know that just outside the base, your old friend is about to be beaten to death by your students, so can't we get to the point quickly?"

"Haha, you mean Eric and Jean." Charles smiled and said, "Don't worry, let them fight. In fact, Eric should have been killed by [Phoenix] now, and so has Logan." , in front of the power of [Phoenix], no one can survive, just one look, and that person will be broken down into a molecular state."

Speaking, an old-fashioned TV appeared in front of Ziliang, and the picture on the screen was a desert. At this moment, Qin was standing beside Magneto, and Magneto was already like a piece of sand that had been scattered Generally, go with the wind.As for Logan, he has long since disappeared without a trace.

"Not only Magneto, but also them." As he spoke, the screen switched, and Phantom Cat and Mystique gradually disintegrated.

"And your friend. [Admiration for the Crazy Dancer——Harley Quinn]" Charles said, not only saying Quinn's name, but also directly saying what she was given in the compass. title.

"And this one, [Greedy Mind Eater——Hannibal Lecter]"

"【Poison Master who Manipulates Ghouls——Shirley Birkin】"

"Oh, by the way, and old Joey. This one is from [The Butcher from Heaven]."

Following Charles' words, the screens on the old TV switched again and again, and everyone turned into wind and sand, turning into nothingness in front of Ziliang's eyes.

However.
Ziliang was still smoking quietly.

"You don't seem very surprised." Professor Charles asked with a smile after seeing Ziliang's expression.

"Yeah, because I don't know whether these are true or not. After all, it is easy for you to inject some illusions into a brain. Besides, even Eric died in front of you. You Don't you also look like you don't want to answer?"

"Haha, that's right. Although that guy Elke is hateful, it's ironic that when you get old, what you miss the most is the person you hated the most."

Charles muttered, then nodded and said, "Yes, these are illusions."

Ziliang shrugged uninterestedly: "I guessed it a long time ago."

"No, no, it's not what you think." Charles waved his hand lightly: "The phantom I'm talking about is not the picture on the TV, let alone this room, but all of this... the corridor you walked through , this base, the desert outside, can you be sure that they all really exist?"

Ziliang's hand holding the cigarette froze suddenly, as if he suddenly thought of something.
"Yeah, since what you see here may be fake, what about those outside, do you think, Magneto, Logan, and Qin, do they really exist? Do you think you are really in the desert? Do you think you really rescued your companions from the X Academy? Are all these experiences true during your journey? Did the war between humans and mutants really happen?" X The professor said casually: "Also—do you really understand 'X Act'?"

after a long silence

"So, let's go back to the original topic. What are hallucinations?"

(End of this chapter)