Chapter 205 Hair Is the Key?

Charles is a very rich man. Roddy knew this for a long time, but he didn't expect his wealth to be so rich. Baidu search Geili Literature Network In the UK, Charles actually owns a private villa similar to an old castle.

You must know that this kind of old house with a sense of history is more expensive than Tony's high-tech seaside villa fifty years later. Any brick or carving here can tell a story, which is much more precious than high-tech that can be copied infinitely.

In the middle of the night, Roddy took a bottle of whiskey and drank it slowly. Back in this era, Roddy liked to drink more and more. Although the constantly regenerating liver cells have a strong ability to digest and decompose alcohol, making him unable to get drunk at all, Roddy is still fascinated by this feeling.

Walking around in the villa, Rody followed the light to Charles' study.

Roddy knocked on the door and saw that Charles was still working on his thesis on the evolution of species. No one would have imagined that this young man who was still buried in his desk writing was one of the two leaders of mutants in the future. Although Charles did not have the powerful abilities and firm beliefs of later generations at this time, it still did not prevent him from having a unique personality charm.

Charles really wanted to help his fellow man, and he kept trying.

In contrast, Eric has been immersed in revenge for the first half of his life, and this painful experience caused him to become extreme and stubborn later.

"As a young man, you shouldn't drink so much. If you are really my student, I suggest you follow my advice." Charles wrote the last word, and said to Roddy.

It was only then that Rody realized that he drank more than half of the whiskey without knowing it, and the remaining probably was less than one-fifth.

"Professor, to me, alcohol is actually only different from water in taste." Rody said so, but he still put down the bottle with a little whiskey left.

Charles was not polite, took the bottle and poured himself a glass, and then said to Roddy: "Then my good student, why don't you tell the teacher what will happen fifty years later?"

Roddy smiled. He knew that Charles hadn't believed what he said, otherwise he wouldn't have started working on his thesis after bringing himself and Eric home. Until now, Charles took it as interesting news to ask.

"Fifty years is enough to change the world drastically. What should I say first? Or, let me tell you about your bald head in fifty years?" Roddy said with a smile.

"I'm going to be bald?" Obviously,

Charles was very concerned about this question, and Roddy couldn't help laughing at this reaction.

"When you become a professor, you will naturally be bald. Didn't you say that yourself?"

"When did I say that? Well, Roddy, let's stop playing around. Give me evidence so I can trust you." Charles was reluctant to spend more time on this kind of issue. Regardless of whether Roddy's so-called future is real or not, he is very interested in Roddy himself.

"To be honest, I really can't come up with any evidence." Rody shrugged and said helplessly.

"If you don't mind..." Charles tapped his temple with his finger, meaning to let Rody give up his mental defense and let him read the memory.

"I'm sorry, professor. It's not that I don't want to, but there is a little problem in my head. If you use mental power on me, you will be hurt." Roddy said very sincerely.

"If this is the case, then I'm more interested, maybe I can help you fix this problem." Charles said with bright eyes. The number of mutants was originally extremely rare, and it was hard to meet mutants who were also good at telepathy, which was as rare as the opponents that peerless swordsmen sought.

Roddy was noncommittal, but he still restrained his mental power and let Charles read his memory.

It's just that as soon as Charles' mental power invaded Roddy's consciousness, and before he had time to check Roddy's memory, he felt an extremely powerful suction force, tearing up his extended mental power, and then directly sucking it away. Charles didn't dare to neglect, and increased the output of mental power. In the end, he could only sense a black hole of mental power in Roddy's head, but he couldn't see anything else.

And no matter how much mental power Charles released, this black hole seemed to never be filled. In the end, Charles felt a sharp pain in his head, which was a manifestation of excessive mental energy consumption, so he could only stop his telepathy.

"Professor, are you okay?" Rody saw that Charles' face was a little pale. He still can't use his mental power as freely as fifty years later, and was absorbed a lot by the black hole in Roddy's consciousness. My mental strength is a bit unbearable.

"It's okay, I just need to take a rest." Charles replied with a wry smile. Only now did he believe that what Rody said was true. There was a spiritual black hole, and it was impossible for anyone to read Roddy's thoughts.

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After taking a sip of whiskey and gently massaging his temples, it took a long time for his complexion to return to normal.

"Now it seems that we can only communicate by language. I have seen the scene of you fighting Eric. You have many powerful abilities. Are these all born?" This question is very important, and it may even overthrow Charles. Now about the conclusions of the study on genetic variation.

"If we talk about natural abilities, I guess there are only two. One is the ability of telepathy, and the other is the ability to copy other people's abilities through blood." Roddy replied.

"Can you tell me what abilities you have copied?" Charles was very interested in this.

"Uh, let me count. Telepathy, slow vision, invisibility, metallization of objects, self-healing ability, freezing, lightning, light energy, tattoo concretization..." Charles listened with interest at first, but gradually Suddenly he found that his memory was not enough.

"Okay, let's talk about the ability later. You went back to the past from fifty years in the future. What is it for?" Charles hurriedly interrupted Roddy, and then asked.

"Actually, coming to this era is also an accident. Fifty years later, the world has undergone tremendous changes. In the future, humans, mutants, God's Domain people, Chitauri people and all kinds of weird experimental creatures will appear one after another. These People brought not only the collision of civilizations, but also the most desperate war..." Roddy told Charles about the Hydra and Chitauri's conspiracy in short words.

"That is to say, in order to save the world, you endured the energy of a nuclear explosion at close range, and then you were sent fifty years ago?" Charles felt that this was the most bizarre story he had ever heard in his life.

"Although it's a bit embarrassing to say that, I can only admit that your understanding is correct." Roddy felt that it was too shameful to describe himself as a savior.

"Finally, I want to ask you a very important question. Please answer me honestly." Charles asked seriously at the end.

"I promise to answer honestly, without any concealment." Roddy swore.

Charles took a deep breath and asked, "What you said just now, that I will be bald in the future, is that true?"

Roddy: "..."

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