"You didn't force him to stay, this is very gentlemanly." Tolkien looked at Logan's figure away, and whispered to Zhao Mai, "But you have let a prisoner go after all."

"The person who has no conviction is called a suspect rather than a prisoner. Besides, the cage was not opened by me, right? You should say that I saved the life of the guard. There is a big difference between sleeping and sleeping forever." Following the direction of Zhao Mai's finger, Tolkien saw the two soldiers walking out with a touch of his head. They had no idea what had happened and were looking around with a blank look on their faces.

"I first learned about the magician, and now I heard about mutants. It seems that the world is not as ordinary as it seems. Mike, do you think there is such a possibility? World War is not the will of human beings, but some more powerful force is driving it?"

"I can't say this. If you regard the nature of greed, hatred and killing as a stronger force, then the answer is yes." Zhao Mai shook his head immediately: "Do you still remember what Grindelwald said? He has to find a way to end this human war. In this tone, the world war is a matter of ordinary humans, at least the wizard did not intervene. How did you know Grindelwald?"

"We are pen pals. We had a connection before I joined the army. At that time, I was still studying at Oxford University. He was very interested in research on ancient English and the evolution of ancient European languages, and also gave me some manuscripts that I hope I can translate or decipher. Now think about it, in fact, he was studying magic at that time."

"Well, it's very likely that magic spells are also a language used by people, and will inevitably change with the evolution of humanities. However, it's really hard to imagine that a magician's world is hidden around the environment you usually live in, and you have never noticed it."

"It may be hard for me to imagine, but you shouldn't be? I saw you cast your spell with your own eyes! Isn't this a magical thing to make a person float?"

"More than a year ago, I was like you, and I had no idea that this was going on." Zhao Mai said: "In just one year, I had a car and mastered some magical power. Even Ado and Dogian were found in this year."

"It's only a year? I really envy you." Tolkien said: "But it doesn't matter, I'm about to start my magic journey! Go to Hogwarts!"

Although they were impatient, they waited patiently for three days. Tolkien completed the interview mission at this camp before officially setting off. The world war was still in progress, and Tolkien's family was still in Oxford. He didn't want to be a deserter inexplicably because he couldn't wait for two or three days. On the day he left, many soldiers with good relationships came to see him off, but more people cast nostalgic glances at Dogian. She received a lot of gifts, and eventually they turned into small flowers. The "the·che" faded out of the smell of flowers, perfume and chocolate. The reserve grain did not like such a strong and complicated smell, and would sneeze every once in a while.

They drove the car and were stopped on the highway not long after they left the barracks. Logan had gotten the French military uniform from somewhere. The blue trousers and tops were obviously not fit, and a few buttons were gone, and the breasts were exposed from the cracks of the clothes. He held a slender cigar in his mouth, and then spat a sip of cigarettes and said, "I want to take a ride, no matter where you go."

"Smoking is not allowed in the carriage." Zhao Mai rolled down the window and pointed to the car door at him: "Come up from the right rear door."

"Wow! Why is it so big inside, much bigger than the outside? How did you do it?"

"Magic." Zhao Mai glanced at the back and said to Logan: "Warning you in advance, don't harass others, especially Dogian, do you know?"

"It turns out that this beautiful lady is called Dogian, it's such a beautiful name." He picked a flower belonging to the little flower and ran straight to Dogian to show his respect. "I am James Logan Howlett, just call me Logan, and I'm willing to serve you. What does Dogian mean by this beautiful name?"

"It is a curved dagger specially used to pierce the back of the head. It is an assassin weapon. It is cruel but beautiful but rarely beautiful." Zhao Mai said: "Her brain has been traumatized. Your method is useless to her. Tell me Logan, are you waiting for me?"

"Yes, no." Logan shook his head: "You heard you were going to hire me, and I have no money now. As long as you don't let me do any experiments, I don't mind making your money."

"Then do you mind going to the UK?" Zhao Mai shook his head when he saw him, so he handed over the driving position to Xiaohua and Ado. "I tell you the truth, I really want to know the secret of your self-healing and regeneration ability, because I can see that you have lived for a long time, but your body is still young and healthy, right?"

Logan nodded: "I'm 86 now."

"Oh my God! You don't look like you are 86 years old at all, but you are only over twenty or thirty at most!" Tolkien sighed.

"I went to England when I was a child, maybe I knew your grandfather!" Logan snorted, "I am old enough to be your grandfather!"

"Although your body is young, your mind is not. I see you through telepathy. You are an old guy. I do not deny that I am interested in the long lifespan and eternal life, but I promise not to do anything against your wishes or hurt you." Zhao Mai sat opposite Logan and said to him sincerely: "At the same time, or the future, but sooner or later, one thing will happen, that is, you will become the object of research because of your eternal life and self-healing. Your secrets will be dug out, and your weaknesses will be the same. I can see at a glance that you cannot float.

The shortcomings of empty and targeted tactics, who knows what your enemies will do? I won’t force you to do anything, but others will. If you want, I can help you. I learn from you, in exchange, and you learn from me too. I have an idea: You are 86 years old now and will live. When you reach 300, 500 or a thousand years old, can your brain carry so many memories? I’ve always been wondering, if your brain decides to heal itself to its initial state, how much memory is left?"

Hearing this, Logan suddenly fell silent. He frowned tightly, his eyes moving left and right. It can be seen that he was hesitant, his strong palms closed and loosened, and the strong heartbeat could be captured without a stethoscope. "I... have forgotten some things, and I don't know what I did in many periods. Do you have a way to let me recall the past?"

"I can't guarantee the memories of the past, but I can teach you a ability called psychic power, allowing you to preserve your memories in the void space, and you will not be lost even if you blown to ashes." Zhao Mai said to Logan: "The power that I let you float in the air is the psychic power."

"Can others learn your abilities? I have seen some people with special abilities and mutants. Their power can only be used by themselves, and others cannot learn it. This..."

"I told you that I am not a mutant, and I have learned my abilities." Zhao Mai reached out to Logan and said with a smile: "We learn from each other. This is an agreement between gentlemen. How about it?"
Chapter completed!