Chapter 1087: Father and Daughter (16)

Peter pushed the glasses on his face and glanced at the students looking up at him. He held his phone, covered the receiver, and said to them:

"Wait a moment, I'm going to take a call, I'll be right back."

After speaking, he walked out with the phone, and the little mutants sitting behind the desks immediately started chattering.

"I guess it must be Gwen calling again. Before, she had to call Mr. Parker three times a day!"

"Keep it down, if Mr. Parker hears you, he'll definitely scold you!"

"What are you afraid of? Mr. Parker is so gentle, much better than that Osborn."

"Every time Osborn teaches us, he talks about how he met his girlfriend, and he even says we are gossiping..."

"Let me see, who is not studying seriously?"

Harry pushed the door and walked in. The classroom instantly became quiet. He took out his textbook, threw it on the table, and said: "Mr. Parker has something to do, so I'll be taking the next two classes..."

"Come on, take out the previous economics textbook, turn to page 12, let's consolidate the content we talked about last time..."

Peter pushed the door open with his phone, waved at Harry, and then said to the students sitting below: "The teacher has to leave for a while. Physics and engineering classes are suspended. During the free time, other courses will be arranged to make up for it..."

"Hey, don't look at me with that look. It's impossible to have free time for half a day, right?"

"Don't worry, the new teacher is very professional and kind, much kinder than me..."

After speaking, Peter closed the door. The students sitting in the classroom looked at each other.

Among them, the little mutant Shadow, who had cooperated with Peter before and joined the Avengers, turned to the Amplifier next to him and said: "A kind new teacher? Could it be Professor Connors? If he doesn't turn into a lizard, he is indeed quite kind..."

"I guess it's Professor Banner. If he doesn't turn into that bad-tempered big green guy, he's also quite gentle. Last time I helped him send food to his girlfriend, he even gave me a box of chocolates..."

"Alright, be quiet. You will see the new teacher tomorrow. Now, let's start class."

On the other side, Peter found Magneto, who was in the office of the capital of the Andromeda Galaxy Sky Island. He explained:

"A friend of mine is in some trouble now. He hopes that Spider-Men from various universes can help him find someone in the multiverse. This is a bit of a troublesome job, but the reward is quite high..."

Magneto didn't wear his battle suit, nor did he wear his helmet. He sat behind the desk, looking at Peter with cold eyes, and said: "So, you intend to break your promise?"

Peter froze for a moment, seemingly not knowing why his attitude was so bad. Then, Peter looked into Magneto's eyes and explained gently: "No, of course not, but I do need to leave here for a while..."

"Then you want to breach the contract." Magneto's tone was still low and cold.

Peter sighed. He walked forward two steps, came to Magneto, and then looked into Magneto's eyes with a calm gaze, remaining silent. Magneto also looked at him.

Finally, it was Magneto who couldn't hold on first, because Peter looked like he had too much patience. This kid looked like he intended to stay here for a year and wear him down forever, completely unlike other young mutants who wished they could escape here immediately.

Magneto turned his head away, and Peter then opened his mouth to say: "You should have finished listening to what I had to say before making a judgment, shouldn't you?"

"I don't have that much time." Magneto stood up with his hands on the armrests of the chair.

He was wearing a black sweater. Although his face was a bit old, his figure was still straight and strong. The white hair at his temples added a touch of vicissitudes to his charm. When standing in front of the young Spider-Man, his momentum was still astonishing.

"So, I waited here. If you don't speak, I won't finish what I have to say."

Peter looked into Magneto's eyes without fear and said: "This is what Dr. Schiller taught me. If a person tells you he has no time and is unwilling to listen to you when you are communicating, then take action, waste more of his time, and let him understand that impatience is meaningless and even harmful."

Magneto adjusted his cuffs, slowly lowered his eyelids, and said to Peter: "You are really bold, but this might cost you your life."

"Don't always hang survival and death on your lips. This is not cool at all, and it will even appear a bit childish." Peter shook his head again and said: "This is what Mr. Stark taught me."

There was no anger in Magneto's eyes. Although Peter provoked him again and again, the look in his eyes when he looked at Peter, besides being somewhat serious and deep, also contained some complex emotions that were hard to describe, as if he were appreciating a brilliant gemstone he couldn't get.

"So, can you listen to me now?" Peter asked, looking directly into Magneto's eyes.

Magneto was silent. After about dozens of seconds, he nodded slowly. Peter sighed lightly and said:

"I do need to leave here early, but as compensation, I will ask a friend and teacher of mine to come here to substitute for me. He will teach those children more important principles, much more important than the technology I teach them."

"I believe this transaction is definitely not a loss for you. In fact, this will cost me a huge favor. After all, that doctor is also very busy." Peter shrugged and said.

Magneto keenly captured certain words in his speech, so he spat out the word in an elegant but slightly rigid tone: "... Doctor?"

Peter just wanted to speak, but Magneto said: "There are no patients here, so there is no need for a doctor."

"Then you can just treat him as a teacher." Peter seemed to be in a hurry to leave and didn't intend to explain much to Magneto, but Magneto still wanted to nitpick. He asked: "Then, what can he teach?"

"Psychology, behavioral science, sociology, philosophy, and grammar..." Peter said a few technical terms. Magneto lowered his eyelids. He slowly walked back behind the desk, tapped lightly on the desktop with his old but powerful fingers, and said:

"I don't think this is more useful than what you teach."

His fingers kept tapping on the desktop, making regular syllables. Peter looked at his movements, took two steps back, and then said: "You should take back what you said before. This is not that there is no need for a doctor, because your current movement is a typical symptom of an anxiety attack..."

"Are you saying... I am a patient?" The things on the desktop shook slightly, and then slowly floated up. Magneto's eyes became colder. Peter shook his head and said: "I am not a doctor, so I can't judge whether a person is a patient."

"Of course, you can also choose not to let Dr. Schiller come. I can call Dr. Banner now and ask him if he is free..."

"... The person coming is Schiller?"

Instantly, all the floating things fell back into place. Magneto stared at Peter with deep eyes, as if wanting to see flowers on his face. After a pause, he asked: "... Are you sure he is just coming to teach?"

"Yes, but it can also be considered a vacation. The back of Dr. Schiller's sanatorium is under construction for an inter-space train station, and there has been construction noise, making it impossible for him to rest well. Coming here to recuperate for a while is good for his health..."

"Does Professor X know?" Magneto asked again.

"I will tell the Professor. Of course, if you don't want Dr. Schiller to come, I will call him now and tell him the plan is canceled..."

"No." Magneto immediately denied it.

Looking at his expression, Peter revealed a smile. He knew Magneto would agree.

With the promotion of the solar system development plan and other major plans, most people realized that everything that happened was not an accident or coincidence, but someone pushing it behind the scenes.

And what was shocking was that the mastermind who formulated such a huge plan and, even more amazingly, put it into practice, was just an ordinary psychologist, Schiller Rodriguez, who almost never appeared in front of the stage.

After discovering this, of course, many people would have other ideas. However, precisely because Schiller almost never showed up, except for a few superheroes, almost no one knew his living habits and hobbies.

But everyone wanted to get this information, feeling that this would be a magic weapon for them to participate in Schiller's next plan and get on the express train of the era first. Mutants were no exception.

Just after Peter left, Magneto received a communication from Professor X. Charles said in a very cautious tone on the other side:

"Erik, you must grasp this opportunity well. This psychologist is very important to the future of all humanity and mutants."

"So far, almost no one can influence his actions, so except for the few superheroes who are close to him, no one knows what kind of person he is, including me. I haven't fully seen through him either."

"Peter is his favorite student. They are both teacher and student, and as close as father and son. If it weren't for Peter asking him, he would never be willing to leave New York and go to the Andromeda Galaxy, so this opportunity is very important."

"Erik, for so many years, I have rarely asked you for anything, but this time, if there is a chance to make him closer to mutants, you must grasp it."

"Because when making some important decisions, perhaps just a small tilt, it will create great miracles."

After Charles's voice disappeared, Magneto stood in place, his fingers starting to tap on the desktop again, and this time, the sound became more rapid. Just listening to it made people feel anxious.

To Magneto's enemies, he is the most terrifying devil, powerful, stubborn, unshakable, and without any mercy, who will carry out killing and destruction to the end.

But to his friends, well, for so many years, Magneto has only had this one good friend, Charles.

This also indirectly explains that if you are not as saintly as Charles, it is better not to be friends with Magneto. There is a great probability that you will be angered to death.

And this time, it was the same. Magneto was very good at angering others to death with his words and actions, but if he wanted to please someone, or wanted to leave a good impression on someone, the result would often be very disastrous.

On this day, the weather in New York was sunny. Schiller boarded the spaceship to the Andromeda Galaxy with a good mood and full of expectations. He thought this should be a good trip, and he should take his annual leave.

The spaceship traveled very fast, and there was no scenery to see on the way, until the spaceship gave a prompt that it was about to reach its destination. Schiller, holding a cup of coffee, came to the porthole, intending to look at the scenery near the Sky Island and appreciate the fruits of his labor.

He had just walked to the porthole when he froze, and then "pfft" sprayed the coffee in his mouth.

Outside the porthole, there were countless planets, but the most eye-catching one was the huge star.

At this time, the surface of the brilliant star was written with an endless solar flame, a huge welcome message that filled the entire star and was clearly visible to all civilizations in the galaxy—

"Welcome Dr. Schiller Rodriguez, but there are no patients here, thank you!" ===== CHAPTER 1088 =====