Chapter 1093

Polaris and Scott, who rushed into the room, still maintained a fighting posture, but the scene of the two of them at daggers drawn that they had imagined did not appear; Shiler was holding a teacup, Magneto was holding tea leaves, white mist was rising, and the fragrance of tea was overflowing.

Polaris sniffed first, then cast her gaze on the teacup; Shiler looked them over and then asked: "Why so excited? Did something happen?"

But at this time, Magneto's complexion had already turned dark; he stared at Polaris with an aggressive gaze, and when the powerful momentum descended, the magnetic field in the room was telling of his anger.

Polaris gritted her teeth, trying hard to support the magnetic field beside her and Scott, not to be disturbed by the turbulence around Magneto.

But her power was too different from Magneto's; the magnetic field around her was like a small boat in a storm, only able to struggle to support; in less than ten seconds, Polaris's complexion became somewhat pale.

But before Polaris could speak, Shiler covered his chest and coughed twice; his two eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and he said somewhat puzzled: "What's going on? Why do I feel like I can't catch my breath?"

"Scott, go open the window; maybe the room is not very ventilated..." Shiler turned his head to look at Scott; Scott opened his eyes slightly, not understanding what Shiler meant.

He still had an understanding of Shiler's strength; moreover, Magneto and his daughter didn't really fight, they were just confronting each other in a magnetic field that ordinary people couldn't feel; this kind of magnetic field fluctuation had no effect on ordinary people, and it shouldn't be very likely to affect Shiler either.

"Sorry, you should also know that some time ago, my mental state wasn't very good; the doctor warned me not to stay in too oppressive an environment; go open the window, Scott..."

Scott walked toward the window, looking back every few steps, but Polaris's complexion improved slightly; she felt that the huge pressure around her had lessened a lot; Magneto was gradually withdrawing his power.

A trace of surprise appeared on Polaris's face; she didn't think Magneto would care about Shiler.

However, Polaris still breathed a sigh of relief; after all, struggling to fight a battle that was impossible to win, and the opponent was her own biological father, would cause her great psychological pressure.

"You have no manners." Magneto looked at Polaris and said; he had just opened his mouth to say the next sentence when Shiler coughed.

Magneto turned his head to look at him and sighed in his heart; he knew that the scene that used to be staged in front of Professor X was about to be staged again.

That is, he would force his children with a straight face, while Professor X would comfort them with kind words, making them feel they hadn't made a mistake, and then they would continue to make mistakes next time.

Magneto didn't think his close friend's way of handling this was right, but the more he wanted to reverse this situation, the more his children would fear him, thus becoming closer to Professor X, becoming only willing to listen to him, only wanting to listen to those gentle, nice words, but this was of no benefit to their conduct; at least Magneto felt they were a bit lawless.

Magneto had lived for so many years; although he wasn't close to others because of his powerful strength and cold, hard personality, he understood the rules of this society better than any of his children.

Magneto also knew that he didn't live in this society, it was just that he didn't like this environment; he didn't care about the views of ordinary people at all, nor was he interested in integrating into them.

If he were willing to integrate, there would be plenty of people fawning over him; wealth, status, fame, and profit, he wouldn't lack anything.

But his children were not like this; they craved acceptance by society, yearned for the life of ordinary people, and hoped that this world would recognize them.

But they actually had no ability at all to let society accept them, and if they couldn't learn to follow the rules of the society of ordinary people, they would only be pushed further and further away.

Magneto knew that Professor X was kind-hearted; facing anyone, he mainly focused on soothing and comforting them, let alone these second-generation mutants whom he regarded as his own children.

Seeing them have misunderstandings and feel wronged, Professor X couldn't wait to say all the nice words immediately, providing them with the greatest amount of care at every moment.

This was also the essential difference in philosophy between Magneto and Professor X; Magneto felt that those nice words Professor X said would only make mutants further and further away from what they wanted to get.

Magneto had already turned away; he had no interest in watching another psychologist gently counsel his children; he had seen this kind of drama too many times.

But unexpectedly, Shiler looked at Polaris with a gentle expression, but said: "Miss Lorna, I think you should go out now."

Polaris was stunned for a moment, seemingly not quite understanding Shiler's meaning, so Shiler repeated it again: "Miss Lorna, please go out."

After speaking, he even took a step back, giving up the route for Polaris to go out; Polaris spread her hands somewhat puzzled and said: "You two, didn't you argue? I just came to..."

"Miss Lorna, I don't want to repeat this sentence a third time; I think you should go out." Although Shiler indicated retreat in his actions, he didn't give an inch in his words.

Polaris felt a bit wronged; she clearly wanted to come to rescue Shiler, so she immediately raised her tone and said: "I actually just..."

Shiler lowered his head slightly, looking at Polaris from above his eyes, and then opened his mouth to say: "You feel very puzzled, but if you don't leave this room now, I won't explain my attitude to you."

Shiler stared at Polaris's beautiful appearance; Polaris's age was actually not small; if according to the life experience of ordinary people, she might have already finished her academic career and had been working hard in society for several years.

But for some reason, all second-generation mutants similar to Polaris always looked younger than ordinary people, or rather, more childish.

Their eyebrows and eyes always revealed a kind of childishness, which was not quite the same as the student-like air brought out from school by ordinary people; student-like air only appeared ignorant and confused.

On the faces of second-generation mutants, there was always a kind of lonely, brave stupidity; although they didn't understand anything, they were very bold; although they didn't understand many principles, they felt they were very reasonable; although they didn't have much reason, they were quite emotional.

Polaris was no longer a little girl in her teens; like other second-generation mutants, she was already heading toward the 30-year-old mark, but at this moment, the wronged expression on her face was no different from a middle school girl who had been misunderstood.

When Polaris clenched her fists, the magnetic field around her arms was so chaotic that it made a "buzzing" sound; Scott was somewhat more mature than Polaris, so he immediately walked up, pulled Polaris's arm, and said: "Lorna, let's go out first..."

Polaris immediately shook off his arm; she glanced at Shiler, then glanced at Magneto who had already turned to the side, shook her hair hard, looked at Shiler, and said: "Do you think I want to come here?! Do you think I want to see him?! I certainly don't!... Never!"

After speaking, she turned and was about to leave; the moment she just walked out the door, Shiler turned to look at Magneto and said: "Stop her."

Magneto snapped his fingers without looking back; with a "bang," Polaris bumped into an invisible high wall.

At this time, Polaris was standing outside the door, but couldn't walk any further; Shiler cast his gaze on Scott again; Scott didn't say anything and obediently walked out the door.

And at this time, Polaris outside the door was already having a bit of an emotional breakdown; she was filled with too much incomprehension about the whole thing, but the method she used to solve this incomprehension was neither thinking for herself nor opening her mouth to ask, but starting to vent her emotions.

"You bunch of lunatics! What on earth are you doing?! Do you think it's very interesting to tease me like this?!" Polaris stood at the door and shouted: "If you hate me, then let me leave quickly! I don't want to see you either!"

Scott hurriedly comforted her on the side: "Lorna, Lorna, calm down; Dr. Shiler doing this must have his reasons; you have to calm down so we can listen to his explanation..."

But at this time, Shiler suddenly spoke: "If we really are teasing you, what do you intend to do?"

Polaris's anger reached its peak; she instinctively flew into the air, unfolded her magnetic field, wanting to transform herself into a magnetic field, and then erupt with all her power; this was the last step of her releasing emotions, transforming all emotions into violence.

Shiler turned to look at Magneto and said: "Stop her, but don't imprison her, and don't hurt her."

Magneto turned around; he didn't have any action at all, but Polaris, who had already flown into mid-air, fell directly down.

Polaris was not pressed to the ground by Magneto's powerful power as before, unable to move, but she directly lost all control over the magnetic field and became an ordinary person.

Shiler walked to the door, stood in the door, looked at Polaris who had just climbed up from the ground and was kneeling on the ground, then bent down, reached out his hand, and said: "Sorry, Miss, please get up."

Polaris, with her hair scattered on her forehead, looked up; from the gaps in her hair, she looked at Shiler with a cold gaze and said: "You are all the same, having no sense of guilt for hurting others, only taking pleasure in this..."

Shiler revealed a smile; he squatted down, his line of sight level with Polaris, and then opened his mouth to say: "Do you know why the scene turned out like this? Do you know why you were treated like this?"

Polaris just stared straight at Shiler; seeing she didn't answer, Shiler didn't have any action either; finally, it was Polaris who lowered her head first and opened her mouth with a hoarse voice: "What else could it be? Because you are cruel and cold..."

"Is that what you think?" Shiler asked again.

And at this time, Magneto, who was standing behind the desk, was staring intently at the scene at the door.

Actually, he didn't understand what Shiler was doing either, and he didn't understand even more why Shiler, who appeared too gentle in the conversation just now, suddenly started forcing Polaris.

Polaris remained silent, but Shiler had no intention of giving up at all; he continued to stare at Polaris, repeated his first question, and when Polaris didn't answer, he changed the way to continue asking.

Until the question was asked more than a dozen times, Polaris finally broke down; she pushed aside her hair, stared at Shiler, and shouted: "Are you sick?! Didn't I say it already?! Because you are a group of evil, cruel, cold-blooded people! You and him are the same, you bunch of lunatics!

!"

"Is that what you think?" Shiler asked again.

Polaris had completely lost her temper; she knelt on the spot, covered her face with both hands, and said in a breakdown: "What on earth do you want to get from me?"

"I hope to get a definitive answer." Shiler opened his mouth and said: "If you had nodded when I asked the first time, then now, we should already be sitting in the room drinking tea."

Polaris slowly raised her head; from the gaps in her fingers, she saw that there was neither a mocking cold laugh on Shiler's face, nor was there any playfulness of finding it interesting to watch her disheveled posture; Shiler's expression appeared exceptionally serious.

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Looking at Shiler's face, Polaris felt a kind of strangeness; she felt that she shouldn't see such a person in this kind of circle, and this kind of gaze shouldn't be looking at her either.

Shiler should appear more in a university lecture hall, or in front of a desk in a consultation room; this focused expression should also face his favorite excellent students, or patients who need his help, and shouldn't be her disheveled self.

Just at this time, Shiler asked again: "Do you really think that I treat you like this because I hate you, or want to take you for fun?"

Polaris nodded somewhat numbly; through the reflection of the tiles, she saw Shiler laugh and say:

"You answered me, so naturally I should answer you."

Polaris looked up at Shiler; she didn't understand either how she had suddenly concentrated her attention, wanting to hear the answer.

Actually, after venting her emotions, Polaris had even completely forgotten what the question was.

And when she knew she was about to hear the answer, she tried hard to recall what the cause of all this was.

Two seconds later, Polaris remembered; she had originally wanted to come to save Shiler, but Shiler had inexplicably let her leave the room.

The moment she recalled the question, Shiler opened his mouth and said:

"I let you leave the room just because I wanted you to knock on the door before coming in."