Reborn with Steve Stand

Chapter 105:

"How about it? Have you considered it?"

Fang Mo asked Charles, "Would you like to think it over? If you're not satisfied, we can discuss further. Although I haven't tried it before, I think we can enchant the wheelchair separately. Attach Redstone to the wheels, durability to the battery, efficiency to the engine, and protection to the seat... I heard that someone wrote novels while sitting on a wheelchair, so I believe you can do it too."

"No, I don't think that's a good idea."

Logan couldn't help but rub his forehead, "I think he doesn't really want a wheelchair; he wants to stand up."

"You see, we're getting off track," Fang Mo smiled and shrugged, "A person in a wheelchair is still a person without the wheelchair. He's definitely still..."

"So, you have the power of foresight, right?"

Charles, who was already in pain and sweating, suddenly realized, "You've been talking about wheelchair people all along, and you saw this scene, didn't you?"

"Your paralysis is predetermined by the will of the universe, and I just foresaw this scene."

Fang Mo shrugged, "Your abilities are incredibly powerful, and they will only grow stronger with time. To whom much is given, much is expected. You have gained so much, so you'll have to give something in return."

"So, am I going to be paralyzed for the rest of my life?"

Hearing this, Charles's voice trembled, "Is there really no other way?"

"If you are willing to give up your superpowers, there might be a chance."

After recalling the future events, Fang Mo said, "But trust me, you can't give up your superpowers. You would rather sit in a wheelchair and protect the entire world. That's the shining point of your humanity, but also your greatest weakness."

"Mr. Fang Mo."

Eric spoke up, "I heard that you have a potion that can heal all injuries. I'm willing to exchange anything for it. Can you..."

"Oh? Are you sure you want to heal him?"

Fang Mo smiled and looked at Eric, "Your ideologies are completely different. Charles advocates harmonious coexistence between mutants and humans, which you know is almost impossible. So are you sure you want to save an enemy?"

"But he... is my best friend."

Eric hesitated for a moment, then firmly said, "I treat him like a brother. Even if our ideologies differ, that's something to deal with later. At least for now, I don't want him to end up like this."

"Yes, Fang Mo."

Raven also couldn't help but plead, "I know you don't like Charles, but could you..."

"I can heal him, but not now." Fang Mo interrupted Raven, "After he learns to grow, I will come back and heal him."

Yes, Fang Mo wasn't lying about that.

In fact, strictly speaking, Charles was a good person, and his future ending was quite tragic.

In X-Men 3, he was disintegrated into atomic dust by Phoenix.

In X-Men: Days of Future Past, he was killed by a group of Sentinel robots at the beginning.

In Logan, he suffered from dementia and was killed by Logan's clone with claws through the chest.

In Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness, in a parallel world, he tried to invade Scarlet Witch's consciousness and got his neck twisted off.

It turned out that after Charles grew older, he became more steady and became a kind and gentle professor. But now, he was still young and often too arrogant. So Fang Mo planned to leave him for a while and give him some time to grow, and then consider helping him later.

"Come back?"

Hearing this, Raven seemed to suddenly realize something, "Wait... you mean you're leaving?"

"I'm not a member of your team. I only cooperated with you to find Sebastian." Fang Mo smiled, and he still had some good feelings toward Raven at this stage, "Now that he's been dealt with, and you're facing a split within your group, there's no point in me staying, is there?"

"Wait..."

However, just at this moment, Eric suddenly stepped forward.

"Hmm?"

Fang Mo turned to look at Eric.

"I want to ask you a question, is that okay?" Eric also looked at Fang Mo.

"Ask."

"Do you think humans will allow your existence?"

Eric was straightforward, asking, "I'm not sure if you're a mutant or a god, or something else, but do you think the United States, the Soviet Union, all of humanity... will tolerate an uncontrolled being like you?"

"Eric!"

Charles realized it instantly.

His good friend wanted to recruit the 'god' to his side.

This was a creature that could even kill the Black King Sebastian. If he joined Eric's camp, who knows how long humanity could survive?

"Eric, don't be an alarmist!"

Charles said hurriedly, "We're still in cooperation with the CIA at the moment. As long as we have good intentions towards humanity, they will respond in kind! Eric, as you said, we are all better people!"

"If they really had good intentions, you wouldn't be lying paralyzed on the ground, Charles."

Eric said, "You have telepathy; you should know more about the darkness of human nature than I do. I'm just stating the facts. The CIA needed us to deal with Sebastian before, but now that he's dead, they will turn to deal with us..."

After saying all this, Eric turned to Fang Mo again.

"Mr. Fang Mo... no, under the Crown of the God."

"Charles's ideal world cannot accommodate us. We need to build our own world, a true paradise where we can help each other, just like brothers of blood, instead of living in the scheming world of humans every day."

"No, don't listen to him!"

Charles said, "We can work together to welcome a better tomorrow. Only when mutants and humans coexist harmoniously can it be the right path. Opposition will lead to war, and more pain and casualties..."

"Yeah, it sounds like you both have your own ideals."

After hearing the argument between the two, Fang Mo said with a smile, "Are you trying to recruit me? But let me tell you... I'm not interested in either of your camps."

"What?"

Eric was stunned.

"..."

Charles breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, Fang Mo's words made Charles tense up again.

"I don't really have big ambitions; I just want to have some fun," Fang Mo said with a smile, "Whoever makes me happy, I'll play with them. And whoever tries to harm me, I don't mind dealing with them."

"If the humans here treat me better, the saying goes, 'Don't hit a smiling person.' I don't mind having more followers around me, chanting 666 or whatever."

"But if these people try to control me or want to eliminate me, ha-ha, that would be more fun."

With a wicked smile, Fang Mo continued, "I actually have many means to destroy the world in my hands. Regrettably, I haven't tried any of them... so I'm looking forward to it. If these people launch a missile at me, for example, I can have some fun. Should I pull down the moon for fun, or dig out the Earth's core? Or maybe cause a world-ending flood as described in the Bible?"

"Hmm, a world-ending flood sounds more fun. Although it's the doomsday for terrestrial creatures, it's an endless blessing for marine life... So have you ever thought that God might be an octopus?"

"But thinking about it carefully, it seems that Darwin might survive... Hey, Darwin, have you heard of Cthulhu?"

Even Eric felt a chill down his spine after hearing Fang Mo's words.

Yes, at this point, he finally understood.

Fang Mo was talking about destroying the world, not just eliminating humanity or mutants. This meant that if he felt displeased, not only humans, but mutants might also suffer.

This went against his ideology.

Thinking about it, Eric felt like giving up on recruiting Fang Mo. It seemed that this guy was indeed a time bomb, and there was no way to use him against humans.

So, after thinking about it, he was about to give up on recruiting Fang Mo.

But before Eric finished speaking, a strange sound of breaking through the air came from afar.

And then, he saw a missile flying straight toward them.

"Oh?"

The others let out a sigh of relief, and Charles secretly gave Eric a thumbs up.

It seemed that Fang Mo's prediction was wrong, and the missile missed them, flying straight into Cuban territory. It felt like it just passed above their heads, leaving a white streak in the sky, and disappeared at the edge of their vision.

"Shucks!"

Fang Mo felt a bit disappointed. It seemed that his prediction didn't come true this time.

The others were relieved, but Charles remained wary.

The missile incident interrupted Fang Mo's words, and he was too lazy to stay here any longer. He bid farewell to everyone and asked Logan separately if he wanted to accompany him to another world. Logan, however, declined for the time being, saying he had to investigate some news about his brother, Victor, first. He would talk about it when they meet next time.

Fang Mo didn't force him and bid farewell to the others before returning to the main world through the portal.

Before leaving, Fang Mo went to the place where he had fought with Sebastian. He had planted the Twilight Thorn there and didn't want this thing to stay in that world. After all, the world had quite a lot of advanced technology, and if someone figured out how to make Twilight Thorns, it would be too troublesome.

However, when he arrived at the location, Fang Mo realized that he was worrying too much.

The explosion caused by Sebastian was comparable to a large hydrogen bomb, and the Dusk Thorn couldn't withstand the center of the explosion. It was instantly vaporized.

Luckily, Fang Mo had deliberately kept a small piece of the Twilight Thorn in his storage space. Otherwise, he wouldn't even have any samples left. He needed it if he wanted to unleash the Wood Release: Twilight Thorns Emerges in the future.

After dealing with this potential problem, Fang Mo couldn't be bothered to stay any longer and returned to the main world with Steve's help.

In the next moment, the black mist flickered, and Fang Mo was back in the embrace of the main world.

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