Chapter 3971

"We are just here to buy some information." Schiller explained, "We are both ordinary people with no superhuman abilities. Otherwise, your energy alarm would have sounded long ago, wouldn't it?"

"Forget it, human! You don't let the alarm sound, usually because your ability values exceed the alarm's upper limit. You can't fool me, hurry up and leave! Metal Market doesn't welcome you!"

"Then I suddenly remembered—I am not an ordinary person, I am a mutant, and this one is a mage. Can we go in now?"

The four wildebeests retreated a step in unison again. If it weren't for the fact that this room wasn't big, they might have already reached the Andromeda Galaxy by now.

"Listen, this is a rare orderly market where everyone can buy what they want without worrying about being killed and robbed. But if a large-scale attack case occurs, our reputation will be ruined. So you..."

"We guarantee we won't cause any chaos. I know humans don't have a good reputation in this regard, but other than believing our guarantee, you don't seem to have any other way. After all, if we want to break in by force, you can't stop us either."

The leading wildebeest sighed and said: "Fine. By the way, what is your relationship with Magneto?"

"No relationship, not all mutants are led by him. Of course, we have no relationship with the Sorcerer Supreme either; you don't have to worry about him attacking."

The wildebeests looked relieved, but in reality, it was just helplessness. Schiller and Constantine soon left that small room and walked swaggeringly toward the entrance of the market.

Before they even reached the entrance of the market, Constantine took a diamond-shaped gem out of his trench coat, shook it at Schiller, and said: "The energy nature here is very magical, without such strong attributes, but relatively peaceful and quiet, and easier to use. If all energy were like this, it would simply be a mage's paradise."

Schiller looked at him with a frown and said: "Where did you steal it from?"

"Just now. I took it from the cabinet when those wildebeests weren't paying attention. Being small has the benefits of being small, right?"

"Who was it just now who said 'as long as there is a tendency to commit a crime, I will handcuff you'?" Schiller raised his eyebrows and said.

"That was just an assumption." Constantine spread his hands, "Besides, if you really have to do this, I can also keep an extra pair of handcuffs as a souvenir, right?"

Schiller couldn't be bothered to deal with him. They walked into the market gate together and soon saw a very lively alien market: flying things in the sky and swimming things in the water gathered together. The space several thousand meters above the planet was full of large and small aircraft. Most of the aircraft were transformed into stalls, full of dazzling goods.

Constantine began to shout and scream. He didn't let go of any item with energy fluctuations, just went over to look at it, and even if he didn't buy it, he bargained indiscriminately. Sometimes while bargaining, the item would end up in his hands; many shopkeepers didn't react at all, and Constantine had already disappeared into the crowd.

"If Batman knew he had found such a thief, he would definitely sigh at his own wise decision." Schiller said.

"Sigh, same thief, Bruce baby is much worse to me than to that cat." Constantine shook his head again and said, "If he could see my good side sometime, I wouldn't steal the antique vase from his house when I go to Wayne Manor."

"Alfred didn't hit you with a broom?"

"Joke, how fast I run." Constantine held the gem high and said, "That old butler's skills are not bad, but he can't rank in the top tier among the people chasing me. After all, I only took a few antique vases, not his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys."

He was focusing on admiring the gem when he suddenly bumped into someone on the left. He turned his head to look; it seemed to be a tall blue-skinned woman, a rare two-legged creature in the market crowd. But it was just a bump; the other party didn't even look at him and just walked past.

"Did you see that guy just now?" Constantine turned to look at Schiller, but discovered Schiller was gone. He stood in front of the stall and looked back, but didn't see anything, so he fumbled in his pocket for a long time, took out a small compass, and chased in the direction the needle pointed.

Schiller had already discovered that woman. Because two-legged creatures were too conspicuous here, he saw the group of people on the opposite side from far away. While Constantine was still talking, he had already hidden behind the vendor's cart next to him.

Walking past him, in addition to the blue-skinned woman, were a tall man wearing a helmet and a young man who looked unremarkable from afar.

"Magneto and Professor X?" Schiller frowned, "How could these two people be here? The key is, how can their ages not match?"

Magneto wearing the helmet had a full head of silver hair, but Professor X was very young. Mystique wouldn't age, so her specific age couldn't be seen. Schiller almost immediately realized: this Magneto should be from another universe.

"But how could they appear in the market in Centaurus? Could it be that Magneto insisted on dragging the young Charles to relive old dreams? However, the old dreams of the two of them don't seem to be that harmonious. So what are they doing?"

Schiller stared at them for a while, but didn't dare to get too close. Although Professor X wouldn't easily turn on full-map scanning, Magneto's senses were also very keen; it was too easy to be discovered if he got too close.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Constantine's voice suddenly appeared behind him.

"There are a few from Earth." Schiller said, "Have you heard of Magneto and Professor X?"

Constantine immediately took a cold breath, and then said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes: "I suddenly remembered that the water pipe at home hasn't been repaired, I have to go back..."

Before he even took two steps, he was pressed by Schiller with a gun again. Schiller also smiled at him without reaching his eyes and said: "Magneto and Professor X might not kill you, but I might not be so sure."

Constantine showed a bitter face. He knew it would be like this; Batman knew how to poke his pain points the best.

Actually, Constantine really wasn't that afraid of that kind of flashy enemy, even if it was Magneto and Professor X, he had the confidence to retreat unscathed. What he was afraid of was this kind of straightforward one—a bullet in the head would definitely kill him, and there was no devil in this universe who could dig a bullet out of his head to grab his soul.

"Fine, what do you plan to do?" Constantine asked, "Don't forget our main mission here; if it's not completed, Batman might exile me to the edge of the universe."

"This doesn't conflict." Schiller looked over there and said, "Do you have any skills like puppets or clones? The kind that can't be read for brain waves and doesn't exist in a magnetic field is the best."

Constantine knelt halfway with a cigarette in his mouth, took out a small paper man from his pocket and placed it on the ground, and flicked the lighter in his hand. With a "whoosh," a cluster of flames appeared out of thin air. A person who looked exactly like him suddenly appeared in the open space and immediately came to life.

The appearance and expression of the two were exactly the same, and one couldn't tell which one was the living person. The person transformed soon joined the crowd, while Constantine and Schiller followed behind him.

"The energy here is indeed good, unlike the devils on our side, who have to mix some poison into the energy, making you wish you could vomit your stomach out." Constantine sighed, "I haven't used such pure and peaceful power for many years."

"You haven't been here before?"

"I have been here, but I usually don't use magical means to solve problems." Constantine shook his head and said, "After all, no matter which universe, dealing with devils is not a good thing."

Schiller snorted coldly; he didn't believe half of what Constantine said. Being able to run away to the neighboring world where no devil could find him after borrowing money on this side, it would be strange if Constantine didn't borrow it. It's just that he didn't know which universe's demon god had bad luck.

Constantine's clone soon caught up with the pace of the Magneto trio. Because it was hidden enough, it could get very close, and soon heard the conversation between them.

"... As you can see, after the battle with the Three Empires, we greatly weakened their strength, and their figures are almost invisible in the universe, and they have relaxed control over lawless zones like Centaurus. Compared to your universe, our universe has fewer constraints and is very empty by comparison."

"But it's still quite lively here." Magneto said, "I have been to Centaurus a few times before, but because it was too chaotic, I didn't stay here for too long."

"My God." After listening to this sentence, Constantine shouted again, "Is this the tone Magneto should have? Why was the guy I met so outrageously fierce? What is their relationship?"

Schiller narrowed his eyes and looked at Constantine—this guy really had been to this world before, and might have even confronted Magneto head-on?

While thinking about these things, Schiller saw Mystique standing at the door keeping watch from far away. Although because it was too far, he couldn't see the specific expression, but from the body movements, he could see that Mystique was a big word "speechless" at this moment.

Magneto and Charles chatted in a shop of less than ten square meters for fifteen minutes. Except for the first two sentences that were a bit serious, the rest were basically saying whatever came to mind, which made Constantine numb from listening.

"So, you stared at them just to listen to them reminisce about the details of the bullet flight angle on the beach 40 years ago?"

Schiller sighed and said: "Forget it, I see they are purely out shopping. Don't worry about them. Let's go do our business."

Originally, they were about to leave, but at this time, the two just came out of the shop, and the clone Constantine released was very close to the shop door.

Schiller suddenly felt a bit nervous, because being this close, it was still possible to be discovered. As a result, he saw Constantine didn't know what he saw, and just stood there in a daze.

"Constantine? Constantine???" Schiller called him twice, discovered he didn't respond, and pushed him.

"Oh, dog shit!" Constantine suddenly cursed as if waking from a dream, "How come no one ever told me the young Professor X is so hot?! My God, I originally thought Bruce was already the hottest blue eyes! I didn't expect... what did they just chat about? Bullet angle? Is he a military fan? It just so happens I am too! We will have a lot of common topics! And I have a secret recipe for hair care! I am a rare Englishman who is not bald at all! Oh, by the way, he is also English, right? Where is he from? West London? Definitely. He has a jazz face! It just so happens I also have some research on musicals. That Magneto? Ha, an ignorant German guy, only knows how to talk about boring topics like physical science, simply boring to death! I am different..."

Schiller really spent his life's willpower to hold back the impulse to pull the trigger. He took a deep breath and said: "Stop looking, it's not yours even if you look. Hurry up and go, go do the work!"