“Let Morpheus go too,” Professor X finally said.
Although he did not want Ethan to come into contact with Magneto too early, he could not care less about the current situation.
Once Magneto’s plan succeeded, it would be a terrifying disaster.
Nearly ten million people would be killed, which would be the largest murder in human history, and Mutants would be in an endless war with ordinary people, so this must be prevented at all costs.
Since he could not use his power now, he was not sure if Cyclops could stop his old friend with the people he had.
Adding Ethan would undoubtedly make it safer.
“Magneto wouldn’t want to see such a thing happen either.
He just doesn’t know that he made a mistake, and someone needs to tell him.
So, after you see him, you can try to reason with him first,” Professor X said suddenly after a moment of hesitation.
“Professor, do you think he’ll listen?” Ethan asked Professor X.
“Probably not.” No one understood Magneto better than Professor X, and he knew better than anyone how extreme and stubborn Magneto was.
Even if Professor X told him the flaws of this experiment himself, Magneto would not believe him.
This old chuunibyou would never admit he was wrong until the very last moment.
“Perhaps if you beat him up and then reason with him, he might understand the seriousness of the situation.” “What if that still doesn’t work?” Ethan continued to ask.
Professor X pondered for a moment before saying, “Then beat him up again, and then reason with him.” Ethan: “…” Everyone else: “…” “Your friendship is truly strange,” Ethan said awkwardly after a long silence, not knowing how to retort.
“Professor, we will remember your words.” Cyclops nodded at Professor X, then looked at everyone.
“Alright, fellows, it’s time for us to depart.” …
Inhaling, pulling in his stomach, and zipping up, Wolverine frowned and patted his chest.
He felt this outfit was a bit tight.
Logan silently glanced at Storm and Jean, but found no discomfort on their faces.
Damn it, was he the only one who felt this way?
“So I really have to wear this?” Logan said hesitantly.
“If you want to wear a yellow jumpsuit, I’ll consider giving you nunchaku,” Cyclops said teasingly.
Cyclops was clearly in a much better mood after Professor X woke up.
“Cool, these clothes and shoes are really nice.” At this moment, Ethan was examining his black leather jacket and leather boots.
After trying to jump twice, he quickly covered his ears, afraid that the miniature earphones inside would fall out.
“After completing the mission, I don’t have to return these clothes, right?” “Of course, as long as you like them.” Storm said with a smile.
In her opinion, Ethan looked like an excited little guy who had received a new toy, which was actually quite cute.
“Really?” Hearing this, Ethan’s eyes immediately lit up.
“Then why not give me another set?
I don’t mean anything else, just in case the clothes need to be washed next time I go on a mission, it’s good to have a spare, don’t you think?” Ethan said, then pondered to himself for a moment.
“Hmm, come to think of it, two sets seem safer.” “Haha!” Storm decisively turned around and ignored Ethan.
This kid, as expected, had nothing to do with being cute and likable.
The roar of the plane sounded at this moment, and the school’s playground also opened.
John and Bobby, who had been waiting for Ethan to return during bedtime, now witnessed a black plane rising from the school playground.
“Taking off so openly, aren’t you afraid of being detected by the Military?” Logan said at this moment.
Almost every country has strict control over its airspace.
Unidentified flying objects flying around New York without permission would most likely be shot down directly.
“If we’re that bad, we deserve to be shot down,” Cyclops said, then pressed a button in front of him.
Then John and Bobby, who were watching this scene in the dormitory, found that the plane was disappearing at an extremely fast speed, or more accurately, becoming invisible.
Both the Academy and Liberty Island are in New York, but one is near the suburbs and the other is in the city center.
Therefore, it only took a few minutes after takeoff for everyone to reach their destination.
“After this bridge, we’ll reach our destination.” Cyclops piloted the plane, skimming low beneath the bridge.
“Storm, cover us,” Cyclops said without looking back.
“Immediately.” Storm said, her eyes instantly turning White, and at this moment, the weather outside began to change dramatically, with visible White mist rising.
And after entering this White mist area, thunder also began to rumble.
Storm could control the weather, and creating such weather changes was easy for her.
With the help of the thunder and White mist, the plane successfully fooled the patrolling Police near Manhattan Island.
At this moment, on Liberty Island, an old man with White hair, dressed in a red-bottomed black robe, also noticed the mist rising from the river.
“Tell the others to pay attention, it seems our guests have arrived.” Hearing the old man say this, a big man behind him, who looked like a Golden-Haired Lion King, turned to walk out, but after only a few steps, he was called back.
“Sabretooth, you stay here.
Transferring your ability to that little girl will make me very weak.
You are responsible for protecting me.” This big man was clearly not very intelligent.
Hearing the old man’s words, he obediently stood in front of Magneto again.
And here, a woman’s voice came: “Eric, I didn’t feel Charles’s mental probe.
It seems Charles didn’t come.” “Is that so?
It seems Mystique successfully delivered the little gift I made.” The old man stared at the mist outside, saying with a complex expression.
“You killed him!” “I understand him, just as he understands me.
That little trick can’t kill Charles; at most, it will only make him sleep for a while.” The old man glanced at the darkness behind him, his expression becoming serious.
“Although Charles and I have different views and methods, I have never denied Charles’s contribution to Mutants.
He is an outstanding Mutant fighter and my only dear friend.
The person in this World who least wants him to die is definitely me.” “I’m not interested in your entanglement with Charles.
I came here to help you deal with Charles.
Now that he’s not here, what should I do?” The woman in the darkness stretched, her voice becoming lazy.
“Then you go and meet the children Charles taught.
Don’t let them mess things up for me.” The old man said, raising his hand, and he was already flying into the air.
“Oh, and if possible, don’t kill them.
These children are Charles’s painstaking effort and a good Mutant force.
And after today, Charles’s persistence will be meaningless.
Facts will tell him that I am right.
So I hope that when I see him next time, I can still have a good cup of tea with him.” ———————————————————————————————————————