Chapter 3100

Tonight is exceptionally calm.

The Lehnsherr family meeting lasted until late at night. They tentatively finalized the basic plan for public opinion propaganda. Wanda opened an account alone, operated jointly by Wanda and Jarvis, showing the daily life of the two of them as a couple, while Polaris and Pietro opened an account to film the scenery of the Andromeda Galaxy and the daily life of mutants working in the Andromeda Galaxy.

Don't look at these three sisters and brothers who are at odds, but they are young after all, and they always have common topics in such things. After Magneto left, they continued to discuss for two or three hours until the sky was almost bright.

And after Magneto Erik returned to his room, he took off that stiff battle equipment, didn't care about his somewhat messy white hair, lay on the bed, and soon entered a dream.

Then, without accident, he saw those blue eyes.

"You can only recall your youth in your own dreams, instead of having to come to me." The old Erik looked at the young Charles and said.

Charles, who had a young appearance, seemed to have recovered the liveliness of his youth. He hugged his arms and smiled and said, "Am I recalling our common youth, or do you think you were no longer young at that time?"

Erik didn't reply. He just raised his hand, and stacks of materials flew into his hands. Charles scanned it casually and knew that it was the information about the recent biological riots in the Andromeda Galaxy.

"You shouldn't be so tired. These things you see in your dreams will soon be forgotten by you. Why don't you use this time to have a good dream?"

"I'm just doing what I can."

"You should know that my appearance here is not an accident." Charles circled behind Erik. "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 are not the real Professor X, then say less."

"This is the opposite of your purpose in creating me. Didn't you need me to accompany you because the real Professor X ignored you back then? Now you think I talk too much?"

"You don't exist, just a lingering shadow in memory."

"If so, when you created me, you wouldn't have given me the real Charles's ability. You hate him reading your mind, but you like that he can always use his mind-reading ability to help you solve problems when you need him. Isn't that exactly why I exist?"

Magneto's hand paused, and he said, "I am neither a poor little person who escaped from a concentration camp nor a terrorist chased and killed by others. There is nothing in this world that can stump me."

"I'll say it again, if that were really you, I wouldn't be here now." The young Charles blinked and said, "Only when you are worried, afraid, and under pressure will you dream of me."

"Do you think I would be afraid of these things?" Magneto raised the materials in his hand with disdain and said, "If it weren't for finding the mastermind behind the scenes, would these mutated animals and plants be my opponents?"

"You are certainly not worried about this matter, otherwise I should have appeared long ago. You dreamed of me only tonight, which just means what happened tonight. You had a meeting with your children."

"Yes, and the real Charles thinks I can never sit down and talk with them, but I did it."

"In my opinion, he doesn't think you can't sit down and talk with them, but that you shouldn't do so."

"No, he has always hoped that I can maintain a good relationship with my children."

"Is that what he told you?" Charles laughed, and then continued, "I don't think he is so kind. He doesn't want you to distract your attention on others. Otherwise, why does he never mediate, but knows what kind of person you are, yet still lets you face them directly?"

"Perhaps it was so in the past, but at least now..."

"Your communication with them now hasn't brought you any benefits. You feel a panic of being left behind by the times. You find that you don't understand the Internet public opinion and internet celebrity accounts they talk about at all."

"How could I not understand?" Magneto lowered his eyes and said, "I know the power of public opinion very well. Otherwise, what have I been doing for so many years?"

"The principles are unchanged, but the way of expression has been turned upside down. Haven't you noticed? The diffusion law of public opinion in the information age is completely different from before. People's focus is completely different from before. Aren't you confused by this?"

"Perhaps, but Wanda and the others can do it."

"You can't participate in it, which gives you a sense of powerlessness that things are beyond your control."

"I am expecting them to be beyond my control, so that mutants will have successors."

"But what if one day you are not needed at all? Will you retire willingly and take your pension to report to the University for the Elderly?"

"I don't have a pension."

"That's even more pathetic, because Professor X has one, and you can only watch him go to report."

"He can't go either. The University for the Elderly doesn't accept disabled people."

"Do you think he will still pretend to be disabled and stay to accompany you by then?" Charles circled 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 mutants no longer need you, will he still care so much about whether your attention is focused on him?"

"He will. Even if someone surpasses me, it doesn't mean I am worthless, right?"

"You know, you are not worried about Wanda and the others." Charles said, "Although the emotional change occurred tonight, the pressure is gradually accumulating in your heart. You know who brought this change."

"Do you want to say Legion?"

"Charles has been paying attention to his son recently, hasn't he?" The young Charles kept smiling and said in an understated tone, "He thinks Legion might be the hope for the future of mutants and has been trying to cultivate him. He will use him to replace your position."

"So what? I will always die."

"Will Charles die with you?"

Magneto was silent. He tapped the surface of the materials in his hand with his fingertips, his whole person like an old, dusty grandfather clock.

"Either you live together and work for the future of mutants, or you die together and hand over the future to others together, instead of one of you dying and the living one finding someone else to replace your position."

"This is unimaginable terror." Magneto said.

"Then you should do something."

"I won't." Magneto took a slight breath and exhaled, then said, "I said, I am no longer that poor little person who escaped from the concentration camp, nor the terrorist despised by everyone."

"What's the difference? You think you have more burdens and responsibilities, but don't these still come from Charles?"

"Helping mutants get out of trouble is my career, which has nothing to do with Charles."

"That is to say, if these two are placed in front of you, you will still choose the former and give up the latter."

"No one can make me make such a choice."

"Yes, this is all your progress over the years. You finally don't have to face such a dilemma, because Charles chose to stand on your side."

"He has always stood on my side."

"Okay, I was wrong. He chose to stand on your side openly, at least until now."

"What do you mean?"

"You know that there is another person who has distracted his attention, that Lilandra, the Queen of the Shi'ar Empire who lost her flesh. Charles has also projected part of his attention on her. Perhaps he is about to find his own love?"

"He won't. Lilandra is a liar, a stupid woman who can't be helped. Charles knows better than me."

"But the time they stood together openly is much earlier than you."

"This is Charles's private matter."

"The time you were Charles's private matter is much earlier than her."

"What do you think I should do? Deal with Charles's son and ex-wife like a lunatic?"

"Isn't that how he deals with you?" Charles's blue eyes stared at Erik's turbid eyes and said, "He took away every one of your children and let them get close to him, not 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 anything to her?"

Charles tilted his head and walked to Erik's side and continued, "Even if he really did something, would you know?"

"I don't care."

"Yes, you never cared, so you are almost betrayed by everyone. Except for him, there is no confidant around you, but his popularity is very good. Now he has a son and a wife. Do you think this is fair?"

"It's dawn, you should go."

Charles's figure slowly dissipated, but he still continued, "You should let him put all his attention on you. Only then is it fair."

Magneto opened his eyes. The sunlight had already filled the room. He sat up, put on his coat again, opened the door, and walked out quickly.

He didn't see another person standing in the corner of the room, looking ethereal under the sunlight.

Dream-power Doctor Strange came to Shiler's room. Shiler had just woken up. When he looked up while washing, he saw another person standing behind him in the mirror and was startled.

"Can you not be like a ghost?" Shiler said helplessly.

"My real body is still in the dream. This is just a projection. I have seen it in Magneto's dream."

"How is it?"

"Honestly, I don't understand his relationship with Professor X." There was a faint confusion in the tone of Dream-power Doctor Strange.

He told Shiler what he saw and heard in Magneto's dream, but Shiler didn't show any surprise, just squeezing toothpaste onto his toothbrush and saying.

"So that's it. It seems that Charles's worry is reasonable. No wonder he asked me to take action to see what happened to Erik recently."

"What happened to him?"

"His state is not very good recently." Shiler shrugged gently and said, "He is somewhat passive and sabotaging, which is not like him."

"So what exactly happened to him?"

Shiler thought for a while and said, "If Tony Stark's childhood lasted for decades, then Magneto's childhood has probably been over half a century. To be precise, it is as long as his age."

"From his own dream, it can be seen that Professor X has been a bit busy recently and has neglected him a little, so he is throwing a tantrum."

Dream-power Doctor Strange recalled what Magneto said to the blue-eyed young man in the dream, and was still shocked by the unclear relationship between them.

"Okay, my task has been completed. I will call Professor X later to tell him. When do you plan to see Eternity?"

"The sooner the better."

"Then let's go now."