Finding Magneto

Lox used his psychic power to teleport the four of them directly from New York State to Virginia, crossing a straight-line distance of more than six hundred kilometers.

In this era, even using the most advanced supersonic fighter jets, the journey would have taken over half an hour, not including the time needed to reach a military airfield.

As a CIA agent, Moria possessed a strong sense of time. She had received professional training and could roughly judge how much time had passed even without external points of reference.

And now, she was certain that only an instant had passed.

The concept behind that amount of information flashed through Moria's mind. Six hundred kilometers in an instant—what about farther distances? Where was the limit?

Could this ability be shared with others? Could it be used in the military?

Though she was not military personnel, as a CIA agent, she naturally possessed such sensitivity.

The reason Lox had shown off in front of them was precisely to achieve this effect. Before discussing cooperation, one always had to display one's bargaining chips and value.

Led by Moria, the group soon entered a building that seemed nearly deserted.

Just as had been mentioned before, the new mutation department led by Oliver was only newly established. It had been created to deal with the threat of mutants, and it currently had very little manpower.

Lox met Director Oliver, a tall, somewhat overweight middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses who looked rather harmless.

"Director," Moria said. "I brought them here."

Oliver, who had been sitting in his chair, immediately stood up enthusiastically and looked at Charles, Lox, and Raven with burning eyes.

Charles immediately broke out in a cold sweat. His family had migrated from the European continent long ago, and he understood Oliver's look all