PFC Chapter 3111 "Romantic" Wedding Season (31)
Chapter 3111 "Romantic" Wedding Season (31)
Chapter 3111 "Romantic" Wedding Season (Thirty-one)
It's exceptionally calm tonight.
The Lanshell family meeting lasted until late at night. They initially finalized the basic plan for public opinion propaganda. Wanda opened a separate account, which was jointly operated by Wanda and Jarvis to show their daily life as a couple, while Polaris and Pietro opened an account to shoot the scenery of the Andromeda Galaxy and the daily work of mutants in the Andromeda Galaxy.
Even though these three siblings don't get along, they are young after all, and they always have common topics on such things. After Magneto left, they continued to discuss for two or three hours until almost dawn.
After Magneto Eric returned to his room, he took off his stiff combat gear, ignored his messy white hair, lay on the bed and quickly fell asleep.
Then, as expected, I saw those blue eyes.
"You can just recall your youth in your own dreams, but you don't have to come to me." Old Eric said to the young Charles.
Charles, who has a youthful appearance, seems to have regained his youthful liveliness. He crossed his arms and smiled and said, "Am I reminiscing about our childhood together, or do you think you were no longer young at that time?"
Eric didn't reply, he just raised his hand casually, and piles of information flew into his hand. Charles took a quick glance and knew that it was information about the recent biological riots in the Andromeda Galaxy.
"You shouldn't be so tired. You will soon forget the things you saw in your dream. Why don't you use this time to have a good dream?"
"I just do what I can."
"You should know that my presence here is not accidental." Charles walked around behind Eric, "Professor X didn't come to find you. I only exist in your conscious world. Whenever I appear, I know you are in trouble."
"Since you know you're not the real Professor X, just keep your mouth shut."
"This is completely contrary to the purpose of your creation of me. Wasn't it because the real Professor X ignored you that you needed me to accompany you? Now you think I talk too much?"
"You don't exist, you are just a shadow in my memory."
"If that's the case, you wouldn't have given me the ability of the real Charles when you created me. You hate him for reading your mind, but you also like that he can always use his ability to read your mind to help you solve problems when you need him. Isn't that why I exist?"
Magneto paused for a moment, and said, "I am neither a poor little person who escaped from a concentration camp, nor a terrorist who is being hunted down. There is nothing in this world that can stump me."
"I'll say it again, if that were you, I wouldn't be here now." Young Charles blinked and said, "You will only dream of me when you are worried, afraid and stressed."
"Do you think I'm afraid of these things?" Magneto raised the information in his hand with disdain and said, "If it weren't for finding the mastermind, would these mutated animals and plants be my opponents?"
"Of course you are not worried about this, otherwise I would have appeared long ago. The fact that you dreamed of me tonight means that something happened tonight. You had a meeting with your children."
"Yeah, and the real Charles thought I could never sit down and talk with them, but I did."
"From what I've seen, it's not that he thinks you can't sit down and talk to them, it's that he thinks you shouldn't do it."
"No, he always wanted me to have a good relationship with my children."
"Did he tell you that?" Charles laughed, and then continued, "I don't think he is so kind. He doesn't want you to divert your attention to other people. Otherwise, why doesn't he mediate? He knows what kind of person you are, but still lets you face them directly?"
"Maybe it was like this in the past, but at least now..."
"Your communication with them now has not brought you any benefits. You feel a sense of panic of being left behind by the times. You find that you don't understand what they are talking about, such as online opinions and internet celebrity accounts."
"How could I not understand?" Magneto lowered his eyes and said, "I am very aware of the power of public opinion. Otherwise, what have I been doing all these years?"
"The principles remain the same, but the way they are expressed has completely changed. Haven't you noticed? The law of public opinion diffusion in the information age is completely different from before. People's focus is completely different from before. Aren't you confused by this?"
"Maybe, but Wanda and the others can do it."
"You can't get involved, and it makes you feel powerless that things are out of your control."
"I was hoping they would be beyond my control, so that there would be successors for the mutant race."
"But what if one day you are no longer needed? Will you retire willingly and take your pension to enroll in the Senior Citizens University?"
“I don’t have a pension.”
"That's even sadder, because Professor X has it, and you can only watch him report for duty."
"He can't go either. The senior citizen university doesn't accept disabled people."
"Do you think he will still pretend to be disabled and stay with you at that time?" Charles walked around and stopped in front of Magneto again. He said, "He is playing these tricks with you now just because you are useful. If one day the mutants no longer need you, will he still care so much whether your attention is focused on him?"
"He will. Even if someone surpasses me, it doesn't mean I'm worthless, right?"
"You know, you're not worried about Wanda and the others." Charles said, "Although there were emotional changes tonight, the pressure is gradually accumulating in my heart. You know who brought about these changes."
"You mean a large group?"
"Charles has been paying attention to his son recently, hasn't he?" The young Charles kept smiling and said in an understatement, "He believes that the swarm may be the future hope of mutants, and has been working hard to train him. He will use him to replace you."
"So what? I'm going to die anyway."
"Will Charles die with you?"
Magneto was silent. He tapped the surface of the document in his hand with his fingertips, and his whole body looked like an old, dusty clock.
"Either you live together and work hard for the future of mutants, or you die together and hand the future over to others, instead of one of you dying and the living one finding another to take your place."
"This is unimaginable horror," said Magneto.
"Then you should do something."
"I won't." Magneto took a breath and exhaled, then said, "I said, I am no longer the poor little guy who escaped from the concentration camp, nor am I the terrorist that everyone despises."
"What's the difference? You feel like you have more concerns and responsibilities, but don't they still come from Charles?"
"Helping mutants out of trouble is my career, and it has nothing to do with Charles."
"That is to say, if these two options are placed before you, you will still choose the former and give up the latter."
“No one can make me make this choice.”
"Yes, this is all the progress you have made over the years. You finally don't have to face this dilemma anymore because Charles chooses to stand by you."
“He’s always been on my side.”
"Well, I was wrong. He has chosen to stand on your side openly, and that is the case until now."
"What do you mean?"
"You know that there is another person who has captured his attention, the Queen of the Shi'ar Empire, Lilandra, who has lost her body. Charles has also focused part of his attention on her. Maybe he will soon find his love?"
"He won't. Lilandra is a liar and a foolish woman who is hopeless. Charles knows that better than I do."
"But they have been standing together openly for a long time before you."
"This is Charles's private matter."
"You've been Charles's personal business for much longer than she has."
"What do you think I should do? Act like a lunatic and go after Charles' son and ex-wife?"
"Isn't that what he did to you?" Charles stared into Eric's cloudy eyes and said, "He took away every one of your children and made them close to him instead of you. He didn't do anything to your ex-wife just because he knew they were not important enough to you. If you have true love, how do you know he won't do something to her?"
Charles tilted his head and walked to Eric's side and continued, "Even if he really did something, would you know?"
"I do not care."
"Yes, you have never cared, so you are almost deserted by everyone. Apart from him, there is no one around you who knows you, but he is very popular, and now he has a son and a wife. Do you think this is fair?"
"It's dawn, you should leave."
Charles' figure slowly faded away, but he continued, "You should let him focus all his attention on you. Only in this way can it be fair."
Magneto opened his eyes and the sunlight had already filled the room. He sat up, put on his coat again, opened the door and walked out quickly.
He did not see another person standing in the corner of the room, appearing illusory in the sunlight.
Doctor Strange, the power of dreams, came to Schiller's room. Schiller had just got up. When he looked up while washing up, he saw another person standing behind him in the mirror and was shocked.
"Can you please stop being like a ghost?" Schiller said helplessly.
"My real body is still in the dream. This is just a projection. I have seen it in Magneto's dream."
"How about it?"
"Honestly, I don't understand the relationship between him and Professor X." There was a hint of confusion in Doctor Strange's tone.
He told Schiller what he saw and heard in Magneto's dream, but Schiller didn't show any surprise. He just kept talking while squeezing toothpaste onto his toothbrush.
"So that's how it is. It seems Charles's worries are justified. No wonder he asked me to help and see what's wrong with Eric recently."
"What's up with him?"
"He hasn't been in a good mood lately," Schiller said with a slight shrug. "He's been a bit passive, which is not like him."
"So what happened to him?"
Schiller thought for a moment and said, "If Tony Stark's childhood was several decades long, then Magneto's childhood was probably over half a century old. To be precise, it was as long as his age."
"From his own dreams, we can tell that Professor X might have been a little busy lately and neglected him a little, so he got angry."
Doctor Strange, the Power of Dreams, recalled what Magneto said to the blue-eyed young man in his dream, and was still shocked by the unclear relationship between them.
"Okay, my mission is complete. I'll call Professor X later and tell him when you plan to meet Eternity?"
"The sooner the better."
"Then let's go now."