In the official Marvel power level setting, the wisdom score of Mr. Fantastic, which even surpasses that of Iron Man, played a role. Because his wisdom is "limitless" and also has the setting of a "rubbery brain that can change shape freely," the uncomprehensible high-dimensional creation process is now clearly understood by him.
At this moment, Reed Richards has reached perfection in the stage of observing the cosmos. For him, everything in this universe, including the structure itself and its origins, has become something recognizable; the entire cosmos holds no secrets for him anymore.
Although no other forces participated in this process and Reed did not obtain any greater strength, for a scientist, knowledge itself is power. Now Reed not only possesses mastery of Cosmic Construction Science but has even started to touch the edge of "Creation Study."
For the whole cosmos, this is an entirely new discipline. Neither God nor Lucifer would know, but Reed Richards has set off on a brand-new path of exploration.
Beings born with the ability to create have no need to learn it. Just like humans born with the ability to breathe, they might research the origins of the respiratory system and explore the mysteries of self-evolution, but breathing itself is instinctive, not requiring a specialized subject to teach people how to breathe.
Like God and Lucifer, they would also study cosmic structure and even face some unsolvable troubles, but the act of creation itself does not need extra learning; it's their innate authority.
However, for normal life forms like humans, learning to create is a fantasy. Ordinary life is destined only to assemble existing cosmic materials, even if it's assembled into a very complex pocket universe, it's far from "creation."
But now, having witnessed everything, Reed has the foundation to steal the authority from God, forging a path for cosmic beings that cannot become creators to explore the essence of creation, mastering themselves and the cosmos from its roots.
When Reed came to his senses, everyone looked at him with somewhat worried eyes. He first glanced at Magneto, saying nothing but just nodding. Magneto understood and did not ask further questions, choosing to leave instead.
Wanda watched his departing figure in confusion, and when she turned back, she met Reed's eyes.
"Ma'am, thank you for your protection."
"It's nothing," Wanda said with a shake of her head, "I just did what I should..."
Suddenly, Wanda realized something. She wasn't here for no reason. When she discovered that Sentinel Robots posed such a great threat to mutants, the fear and anxiety overwhelmed her, urging her to seek help and find someone to give her a reassuring answer.
But she couldn't go to Jarvis, despite him having once been a robot too, because Wanda is not someone who releases pressure onto her family. On the contrary, she does her best to keep all the pressure outside, so she sought someone else who understood—the Sentinel Robots.
Looking across the entire cosmos, there aren't many people who understand. If Iron Man of this universe were good, Wanda might have gone to him, but unfortunately, White Can was obviously unreliable, so her only choice was Reed Richards.
After coming here, Reed indeed answered many of her doubts, but when Wanda wanted to do something, Reed kept delaying and told her just to stay here. Wanda did not understand the significance of her presence here, as she did not conduct scientific research.
Now she knew; she was part of someone's plan, acting as a defense against manipulating fate.
It's conceivable that if she wasn't here, facing the siege from the Assassin's Union, Reed would have to resort to some means to repel them.
Despite the ineffectiveness of the ninjas from the Assassin's Union against Scarlet Witch, it's because Wanda's combat power is exaggerated. Her paper data in the setting is far superior to the ninjas of the Assassin's Union, but the biggest issue with the Assassin's Union is the lack of top-tier combat power. Scarlet Witch crushed them with her stats so much that she barely felt like she was pressing down on anyone.
But if she wasn't present, Mr. Fantastic, while having superpowers, did not have abilities as absurd as Scarlet Witch's. He relied more on his intellect, and to repel so many elite assassins surely would have required the use of weapons. However, the experimental base is not equipped with ready firearms, so Reed would only have to make them himself.
Destiny's rule is that when it intends for something to develop negatively, whatever you do results in that bad outcome. It's akin to Murphy's Law, where any bad event has a probability of occurring, it will inevitably happen.
Facing a sudden attack, whether Reed manufactures weapons or engages certain experimental devices, even if he simply activates some functions of the protective shield, it will trigger experimental accidents, sending everything into a new cycle of great events.
The one breaking this cycle was Scarlet Witch. Her presence enabled Reed not to need any device operation, and without operating devices, there wouldn't be accidents, naturally preventing experimental mishaps and leading to chaotic superhero battles, avoiding triggering new major events.
Realizing this fact steadied Wanda's heart. Because neither her nor the arrival of the Assassin's Union could be coincidence. The world does not have such precisely fitting happenings; indeed, someone must have arranged all this, using a clever way to evade fate's arrangement.
Although the name was now apparent, Wanda didn't ask further. She also realized that the strange Little Superman appearing here must have been arranged by someone; they have another plan which possibly doesn't concern her, and there's no need to hear more.
"I'm leaving," Wanda said, "There's a lot to be busy with regarding the wedding, let's meet again on the wedding day."
"Wait," Reed called out to her. Then he took out a box and said, "Take this and deliver it to Iron Man."
Wanda glanced at him, evidently it was premeditated. Although internally she felt that Iron Man was unreliable, Reed doing this must have his reason. Wanda nodded, took the box, and left.
After Wanda's departure, Reed looked at Little Superman and said, "Don't spend too much time talking nonsense; we need to study more specific and detailed issues; follow me."
Hearing his first half sentence made Little Superman a bit angry; he could see that Reed must have seen something inside the Mother Module. That was all resulting from his efforts, and the other dared accuse him of talking nonsense.
But soon, he recalled the conversation with Shiller; the other was very likely not doubting his words, merely reminding him not to always put the world's truths on his lips.
Little Superman also learned from past mistakes; previously, his style was too wild, heedless of advice, leading eventually to being hung on the Origin Wall. He didn't want to face imprisonment again, so he shut his lips tightly and followed behind Reed.
They traveled down the path all the way to the deepest part of the experimental base, then stood before a wall. Reed pointed at the wall and said, "Behind this is a room, and within the room are stored various research materials; it contains things you surely want to know. However, after the completion of this room, I set a fire inside."
Little Superman gave him a perplexed expression. Reed continued, "Whether the fire actually started, and how much data was destroyed, no one knows. Before opening this room, everything is uncertain."
"Schrodinger's cat?" Little Superman asked.
Reed nodded and said, "Because the data inside is too vital, we had no choice but to preserve it in this manner."
"What exactly is inside?"
"Everything that has occurred until now is not coincidence," Reed said, "Since long ago, some who realized the existence of fate's trajectory have enacted plans to overturn destiny. However, there exists a paradox; you do not know if the plans you create to overturn destiny are also part of destiny."
Little Superman nodded and said, "Yes, perhaps you think you are resisting destiny, but in actuality, this may be the path destiny set for you, leading to a predetermined result, with no change possible."
This point, he couldn't be more familiar with. Little Superman always aimed to alter superheroes' fates, thinking he was opposing destiny, but actually, destiny orchestrated it all, driving him through a series of maneuvers onto the Origin Wall.
He was unwilling to admit his lack of intelligence, only feeling he lacked vigilance. But Reed's words soon made him realize the vast world is full of wonders, with human wisdom far stronger than imagined.
"We cannot have a planned approach to overturning destiny," Reed said, "because if we define an end, destiny will outline the line from start to end, forcing everyone onto the same path."
"The best way to solve this is not to have an end. If we fundamentally have no goal, or rather, not have 'breaking destiny' as an ultimate goal, but merely performing other actions for other reasons, destiny has no lines to connect, naturally with no way to arrange."
"But you know in your heart." Little Superman said, "You know your external actions appear as other tasks, but internally you're still breaking destiny. Your psychological activities can be detected."
"That doesn't matter," Reed said, "We aspire to break destiny, but if our plans are truly effective and executed successfully, we must wait and see."
Little Superman pondered and apparently it's indeed the case as well. Thoughts and words don't count for much; the actual impact of actions holds weight. Even if everyone's psychological activities are noted in dialogue boxes, they must illustrate actions through visual frames—imagination here and there won't conclude the comic.