The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Chapter 2352 Psychic Assault (7)

Charles saw a vast world in David's mind. The key was that there were too many people in this world.

To put it in a more concrete way, this is a bizarre space, a vast grassland, valley, rivers and lakes, a cloudy sky, a solid fortress standing in the distance, and a city next to it, which looks a bit strange from a distance. It's like Paris, but the people are all scattered on the grass, like densely packed flocks of sheep.

This was not someone’s dream, but the structure of the mental space of the young man named David in front of him.

If it was just that, it seemed that the group of people had turned into two factions fighting with each other. Charles couldn't hear what the specific quarrel was about.

The most important piece of information he saw was that this young man named David Haller was a mutant.

Charles never expected to meet compatriots here. His shocked reaction lasted for a moment, and then he felt a slightly weaker brain wave connected to his brain wave. .

Wait, the other party is also a psychic?

With a snap, both of them stood up.

The classmate next to him picked up the paper that fell on the ground and looked at the window of the cafeteria with some confusion. The window was not open. Why was there such a strong wind?

Some students around the two of them also looked around with some confusion. They seemed to have just drank a cup of strong coffee and were no longer sleepy in an instant.

Realizing that there might be a commotion, Charles turned his head and looked around, then looked at David, who looked unhappy, and said, "Let's go out and talk."

The other party nodded with an ugly expression.

The moment they walked out of the cafeteria, a huge shadow descended on David's mental space. A pair of big hands grasped the whole world, and David could not move.

The two groups of people who were having a dispute were all stunned. They turned around and saw only a pair of huge blue eyes.

"Tell me what's going on." Charles's voice echoed in the mental space, "Or I can come and see for myself."

There was no room for negotiation. Everyone standing on the grass found that they had fallen into the hands of a monster. The powerful brain control ability was not only strong, but also very precise. Everyone was completely controlled and unable to move. Speechless.

"Who are you? Where's David?"

Charles was not asking, he was obviously searching in the mental space, and suddenly he felt that his spirit was stagnant.

"I'm here."

A voice came from the distant void, but Charles could not see him or find him.

"Let me go, Charles Xavier." The voice came again.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Daqun."

With a swish sound, Charles's consciousness returned to its original form. He was stunned in disbelief as he was kicked out.

He stared blankly at the young man opposite him. It seemed that it took him a long time to come back to his senses. At the moment when he came back to his senses, Charles noticed that the other man's eyes had changed and became more fierce.

"Do you know me?" Charles frowned. When he peeked into other people's past, he usually looked at them from back to front. He knew that this young man named David Haller had lived in Paris for a long time. For a long time, but I just got kicked out when I saw this.

For some reason, it was very difficult to read his mind. Charles silently calculated in his mind that if David were an ordinary person, then this moment would be enough to see all of his memories. Unfortunately, he was not, so what Charles saw was too... not enough.

"I told you, I'm a big group."

"Is this your mutant code name?" Charles decided to test it out. He said, "I haven't given myself a code name yet. What do you think it should be called?"

"Professor X."

"You really know me."

The other party said nothing and turned around to leave. Charles followed him. David stopped and turned around and said, "I have to report to the department now. Do you want to come with me?"

"Which office do you go to?"

"Psychiatry 3102."

Charles frowned again. He looked David up and down and said, "Are you also Dr. Schiller's intern? How many hours of internship have you had?"

"Not at all." After David finished speaking, he quickly walked towards the elevator.

"Wait for me a moment." Charles walked faster, and he and David said side by side: "I am also Dr. Schiller's intern. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you my real name before. After all, this name is too famous. , isn’t it?”

"I don't care who you are," he replied.

"But you have to wait for me, because Dr. Schiller may not be in the office now, and I am the only one who has the key, but I have to go to the mailbox to collect my brother's royalties."

David's steps stopped again.

"What number?"

"What?"

"What's the mailbox number?" David asked impatiently.

"It seems to be 268."

Suddenly, a brown bag fell from the sky into Charles's hand. He took a look in his hand and saw that the senior brother's name and the amount of the royalties were written on the envelope.

"Aren't you a psychic?" Charles said in disbelief: "Can you retrieve objects from the air? Or is this a brand-new psychic ability?"

David acted extremely impatient and kept walking forward with his lips pursed. Charles was actually not used to questioning others like this, because he could often see for himself what he wanted to know.

But the other party is obviously very strong, and there is a risk in prying into him hastily. On the contrary, he may reveal his background.

It’s really troublesome. Charles complained a little in his heart. When he first came to this universe, he encountered two tough people, and one was his teacher and the other might be his senior brother. If this continues, his plan what to do.

The two of them walked to the exit together, but David suddenly stopped. Charles immediately realized what was going on. He said, "You just came today, right? I can introduce you to this hospital..."

With another whoosh, the two of them appeared directly in the office. When they landed, Schiller and Charles looked confused.

David stretched out his hand, and a portfolio appeared in his hand. He placed it on the table and nodded to Schiller.

Schiller stood there and blinked. Before he could react, he glanced at David first and then at Charles. The two of them may not have noticed it, but their blue eyes were almost identical.

"May I have your name?"

"David Haller, I thought he told you."

Professor I have an internship in the hospital, so I need to go through Professor X through the back door.

Of course, it is also possible that it is a mutant. Professor Woolen cloth?

But Schiller really didn't expect that he would send his son here!

Big crowd!

Schiller just wanted to sigh.

But suddenly he thought that the person who wanted to sigh the most was not him, but the young Charles. He might have realized that David was his son through his mind-reading ability, right?

Schiller instantly became happy again, but not everyone has the opportunity to call his own son his senior brother.

Schiller was about to laugh at Charles, but he suddenly became less sure again, because Charles's expression and movements showed that he didn't seem to know that David was his son.

This shouldn't be the case. Judging from the psychological profile, this young Charles is quite radical and does not understand the principle of not relying too much on psychic abilities. Basically, he is in a state of reading the mind of whomever he wants.

He didn't read Schiller's mind only because he knew that Schiller played a pivotal role in this universe, or Nick Fury reminded him, or maybe it was because of the older Professor X, but this didn't mean that he Wouldn't do this to anyone else.

Charles didn't read David's memory. It's impossible. He didn't do it before, so someone stopped him.

But who can stop Professor X?

Even if this Professor

Wait a minute, it’s not that personality, right?

The large group is the result of a certain evil fate of Charles. His biological son is also known as the engine of the mutant event. His ability can be summed up in two words - Schiller.

Of course this is just a joke, there are thousands of personalities in a large group, please note, this is not a personality trait, but a personality.

The main difference between Schiller and the crowd is that all Schiller had were personality traits, he was a personality broken into many pieces, all of which thought they were Schiller and in a way that was only slightly different from ordinary people Carry out division of labor and cooperation.

But Daqun is different. He is a real patient with dissociative identity disorder. Each of his personalities has an independent name and identity. Not only do they not cooperate, they also fight, and even form gangs to start wars.

Daqun has many personalities. During a certain major event, it is said that there are more than 1,000 Rakshasa women who penetrated into his inner world, and they are still being produced. According to Daqun himself, he has 200 Omega mutant personalities. .

The reason why they can be called Omega mutants is because each personality in the large group has unique abilities. Even if they only exist in the mental space, they can also use their abilities in reality.

Schiller vaguely remembered that there was a personality that could control fire, another personality that could retrieve objects with the mind, another person that could absorb other people's souls, control other people's bodies, and even a big spider.

But none of these looks like the personality that controls the body now. There is also the strongest and most mysterious personality in the group - the fifth personality, the God Mutant.

This personality calls himself Daqun. He says that he is the self-awareness of Daqun. The name God Mutant is not an exaggeration. This real Daqun has the ability to modify reality at will.

It's impossible to evaluate this God mutant using any of the mutant rating techniques that currently exist, and his abilities are everything.

At that time, an event caused the ancient gods of the Apocalypse to descend into the world. In order to fulfill the promise of their helpers, the group directly wiped out the Apocalypse God Killing and reset the entire world in one meeting.

Since then, few plots about the Horde have revolved around this mysterious God mutant. His origin has not been stated, and his strength has not been emphasized.

But there is no doubt that in terms of the power system of mutants, only Franklin Richards can compete with them. Personal personality is also the main reason why the strength rating of a large group of mutants is higher than that of the vast majority of mutants.

This is a bit troublesome, Schiller thought. It seems that Charles took some radical actions to force this personality out. Now, he has to take care of both ancestors at the same time.