Transcendence in the comic world

Charles frowned, and cold sweat broke out on his anxious forehead.

"How is it possible? How could so many mutants appear in such a short period of time? What happened?"

Since the early hours of the morning, Charles had been alarmed by the constant presence of mutant auras. The sheer number and speed of their appearance shocked him.

This is obviously not a natural phenomenon. There must be some external interference to produce such a result.

"Charles, don't worry, isn't this better? We have more compatriots, right?"

Raven has been walking openly on the streets of New York these days, shopping, shopping, and watching Broadway plays. She is obviously in high spirits now, and she no longer has the deep-hidden vigilance and caution she had before.

Charles looked at the happy Raven and shook his head.Because he has seen people's hearts since he was a child, and because he belongs to an upper-class family like Xavier, Charles knows the elites of this country very well. In their eyes, mutants must be controlled.

The elites who rule this country will definitely use mutants as new targets in order to divert the fundamental contradiction caused by the gap between rich and poor.

They would say: Look, mutants are so dangerous!

In just these few hours, Charles has sensed hundreds of situations in which his family members and neighbors were harmed due to his awakened abilities. What if they further conflict with society?

Wouldn’t this be a great tool for the elites?

The polar bear on the other side of the world puts too much pressure on the elites. Even Charles himself is sometimes afraid that when he wakes up early in the morning, the polar bear will descend on the white house, and then they will be sent to the gallows.

Originally, he was supposed to become a member of the small group of elites in this country, but due to his status as a mutant, he was destined to be isolated from this circle.

It is impossible for a person with impure blood like him to become a member of that circle!

"Ruiwen, if one day a more advanced and convenient genetic testing method appears, can we still hide ourselves?"

Raven was silent. Charles was right. Such a situation would definitely happen. The X gene was inseparable from them.

At this time, Charles's hair had been wet with sweat. He felt that this hair was too annoying. Should it be cut shorter?

His gentle spiritual power constantly comforts those new mutants with high energy levels and extremely unstable emotions. There is only so much he can do.

Charles suddenly became envious of Chen Yuange. The two were about the same age, but the other party was the actual controller of a large enterprise. His influence and the resources he could mobilize were not comparable to his.

If he had enough manpower now, he could quickly gather those mutants with high energy levels and strong destructive power and help them master their own power.

Raven kept wiping the sweat from Charles' forehead, her eyes full of worry. She now regretted impulsively taking the X-gene inhibitor that day. She couldn't help Charles at all now.

"Gore, relax and breathe slowly, I'm here to help you!"

In an apartment in Queens, young Al Gore controlled his emotions with the comfort of Charles. At this time, his bedroom was in a mess and the bed was basically corroded.

Even the wooden floor was corroded and a large hole was exposed, exposing the cement and steel bars underneath.

He got up early in the morning and went to the kitchen to drink a glass of natural water. When he returned to the bedroom to catch up on his sleep, strong acid suddenly emitted from the pores of his body, and the bed was corroded and decomposed in a very short period of time.

However, Gore was unable to move due to the drastic changes in his body, and his panic caused him to secrete acid faster.

Charles discovered his danger and came to comfort him.

"Who are you? What's wrong with me?"

Gore stood barefoot in the bedroom, looking blankly at the messy bedroom. What the hell happened?

"You have awakened the x gene. Just like you, I am a mutant who has awakened the x gene."

"Mutant?"

Charles, who was at home, breathed a sigh of relief. Gore had been calmed down for the time being. This guy's ability was quite dangerous. If his strong acid continued to be secreted, it would soon corrode the floor. This guy will definitely be shot to death by the leader downstairs.

Charles no longer cared about explaining anything to Gore, he had to appease others.

When his spiritual tentacles were about to leave Gore's consciousness, he suddenly felt a similar spiritual power entering Gore's consciousness.

"Gore Johnson!"

"who are you?"

"Again? Oh, it's Charles!"

The person who entered Gore's consciousness at this time was Emma from the Hellfire Club. She was here to recruit these new powerful ability users in accordance with Xiao's request.

"Gore Johnson, you are different. You were reprimanded by your boss and insulted by your colleagues in the company..."

Gore's acid began to bubble from his pores again as he listened to the lazy female voice reveal his usual situation.

"But you are different now. After awakening your power, you are their shepherd. Think about it, your boss, superior, and colleagues are all kneeling in front of you, begging for your forgiveness. Your beloved girl, I’ll fall for you too!”

Gore couldn't help but be attracted by the beautiful picture painted by Emma. He looked at the acid on his hand thoughtfully, and swung it hard, corroding the cheap suit hanging on the wall.

"No, Gore, that's not everything you want!"

"what?"

Emma's psychic tentacles quickly retracted towards the main body like a frightened rabbit.

The Charles just now has actually stayed in Gore's consciousness. Based on this alone, this guy named Charles must have a higher psychic ability level than her.

Charles's spiritual tentacles are chasing Emma's spiritual tentacles, and he is now eager to find Emma.

Emma had obviously thought of this. At this time, in the Hellfire Club, Emma, ​​who was sitting on the sofa with her eyes closed, suddenly let out a muffled groan. She then opened her eyes and a trace of blood flowed from her nostrils.

"Xiao, we miscalculated. This Charles' ability is probably much higher than mine."

Xiao's eyes narrowed, and then he swung the wine glass in his hand: "This Charles is so powerful, you haven't exposed too much of our intelligence, have you?"

"No, the most he knows is that we did it, and he doesn't know anything else."

Xiao was noncommittal, kissed away Emma's blood, stood up and walked towards the bookshelf by the wall.

After entering the password, the bookshelf slid open silently. After Xiao walked in, he came out after a while holding a helmet in his hand.

Emma saw this helmet and knew that Xiao had begun to pay attention to that Charles.

It was with her cooperation that Xiao was able to develop this helmet that could resist mind control.

Xiao is very clear about the power of psychics.

"Our plan needs to be changed. This Charles is a very difficult psychic. Emma, ​​the subsequent recruitment operations are suspended."

"We can't stay in New York anymore, let's go to the high seas."

Xiao put on his helmet: "That's good. Only after fighting in the Colosseum can we select better shepherd dogs, right?"