Whether it was wealth or status, he didn't even qualify to enter the Osborn showroom.
If your net worth isn't in the hundreds of billions of us dollars, or if you're not a high-ranking official of a major country, don't even think about getting an invitation to the showroom.
At most, he could only move around in other peripheral exhibition halls of the Exposition/Fair.
Even so,
In this periphery, Charles's meager wealth was completely insignificant.
Left with no choice, Charles could only bring people to wait outside.
Aaron scanned his surroundings.
Felicia was unaffected, and as for everyone else, they remained motionless.
It seemed like time had stopped, but it was actually an illusion caused by a disruption in their thoughts.
"You are Charles, a professor at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters?"
Aaron glanced at the four people, his gaze finally resting on Jean.
Scott Summers's expression darkened at the sight; he was currently pursuing Jean Grey, and Aaron's demeanor gave him a strong sense of crisis.
Just as he was about to make a move,
Aaron suddenly spoke, "This young lady must be Miss Jean Grey. I can sense a powerful force from you; she is very dangerous."
Jean Grey was a little puzzled, and Charles's expression changed slightly.
"You know about her condition?"
"If you know about me, then you should know that no one can hide from these eyes of mine."
Aaron's eyes burst with golden light, attempting to see through Jean Grey's body.
However, due to the Phoenix Force,
He could only see most of the areas clearly.
In Jean's mind, there was a barrier, and within it, a faint, blurry phantom of a Phoenix Force flew past.
Suddenly, two pairs of eyes met.
Jean vaguely felt that something was wrong with her body, as if something was growing in her brain.
Soon, this feeling disappeared as Aaron shifted his gaze.
"Very good."
Aaron was very satisfied, saying with a double meaning.
Jean's face was slightly red; in that instant, she had felt as if she had been seen through.
"Hey, what did you just do?"
Scott felt that something was wrong; he always felt that something beyond his understanding had happened.
"I'm giving her a check-up. Do you have any objections?"
Aaron glanced at Scott.
Brother, I saved your life. This woman is too fierce; you can't handle her. Let this humble monk do it!
Scott's face changed, and he looked at Jean, whose cheeks were slightly red, feeling even more uneasy.
But he couldn't say anything, so he could only retreat, feeling aggrieved.
Charles's tone carried a hint of inquiry: "Mr. Aaron... how is Jean's condition now?"
"She is very dangerous. Although that mental barrier is very good, it cannot solve the problem; instead, it will make her even crazier."
"If this continues, it will only lead to playing with fire and self-destruction."
Aaron and Charles were speaking in riddles here, and everyone, including Jean, was quite puzzled.
Scott, upon hearing this, retorted even more: "Jean's physical examinations are always normal. Don't be an alarmist, and don't think you're impressive just because you're rich..."
"Sorry, I am indeed impressive because I'm rich!"
Aaron replied amiably, and Scott's face twitched. How hateful!
Seeing this, Charles quickly interrupted Scott, "Scott, you go take care of the other students first. We need to have a good talk with Mr. Aaron."
"Professor?!"
Scott was startled.
Charles didn't speak, waving his hand, and Scott could only turn and leave.
His back was like a defeated dog.
"Mr. Aaron, do you have a way to solve Jean's problem?"
"When I first met her, I sensed the terrifying power within her. It was so savage, so terrifying, I had no choice."
"I constructed a mental barrier to contain it, but recently I've been feeling increasingly powerless; it's constantly growing, and one day it will break free."
Charles sighed.
In the eyes of outsiders, he was like a god, capable of controlling the life and death of others with a single thought... But in front of the unknown power within Jean, he was just an ordinary mortal.
A mortal imprisoning a god... the outcome was already destined.
"Professor?" Jean was even more bewildered.
She tried to recall the situation at the time, but her abilities were too weak then to even detect Charles's actions.
"Of course, I have a way to solve her problem. This is the Osborn Group; if we can't solve it, then no one in the world can solve her problem."
With the primal furnace, Aaron didn't think that a mere Phoenix Force fragment could stump him.
What's more,
Even if Jean fully awakened at this moment, what then?
It was just a Phoenix Force fragment.
He was still confident he could forcibly control it.
Charles and the others all nodded in agreement with Aaron's words.
As a renowned geneticist in the world, Charles was also considered a top professor.
And precisely because of this,
He clearly understood the level of biotechnology contained in the several agents launched by Osborn.
Those were not products that should exist in this era.
The Osborn Group's research in biomedicine was at least twenty years ahead of the Earth's current mainstream laboratories!
If it were Stark Industries, Charles wouldn't have been concerned.
But the Osborn Group, he had no choice but to visit.
He had to understand Aaron's stance on Mutants.
He dared not imagine what kind of terrifying disaster would occur if such a massive biomedical Corporation were to notice Mutants and begin researching their genes.
But for now, he didn't have the opportunity to continue asking about the stance, instead, he hastily asked, "Then how should we proceed?"
"I have a feeling that this power is not an ability given to her by her genes; it seems to be a special, external life form?"
Charles was not sure of the Phoenix Force's essence.
But that vast, ocean-like mental ocean made him feel a deep, visceral fear.
In front of that monster, perhaps he couldn't even resist!
He was quite skeptical of Aaron's abilities; although he knew Aaron seemed to possess extraordinary power, the monster within Jean... could completely be called a demon god!
It possessed the potential to destroy the world.
"Don't question my abilities. If you trust me, then Jean will follow me for a period of time until I completely solve her troubles."
Aaron definitely wanted to get his hands on the Phoenix Force.
But Jean Grey, he wanted her too!
With Jean's talent, continuing to stay at the X-Mansion would be a complete waste.
The reason Jean could become a host for the Phoenix Force was precisely because she possessed Omega-level Mutant potential.
Even far exceeding Charles himself!
But for such a potential individual,
Her mental abilities were still far less developed than Charles's.
Controlling two missiles was already quite difficult.
Her actual combat ability was only that of an ordinary Level 3 Mutant.
Isn't this a joke?
Aaron always avoided waste.
He was confident that under his tutelage, Jean Grey would usher in her true spring!
Charles hesitated for a moment.
He was not at ease; Jean was like a ticking time bomb, one that could explode at any moment.
Having her by his side was tricky, but having her by someone else's side was even more dangerous.
If someone were to think of using this power, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Mr. Aaron, what is your view on the Mutant 3.2 group?"
Charles deliberated for a moment, then asked tentatively.
As long as Aaron showed any dissatisfaction, he would absolutely not agree!
Even at the risk of offending the most prominent and powerful person in the world at the moment, he would not let Jean stay by his side.
"Mutants? You're asking me for my opinion?"
Aaron's expression was strange, and he shook his head, saying, "No opinion at all."
Charles was stunned; it was the first time he had heard such an answer.
"Don't you think Mutants are very dangerous? They possess powerful abilities, even extraordinary powers far exceeding ordinary people."
"The appearance of some Mutants is also extremely unique, making it even impossible for them to interact normally with people..."
Charles spoke very euphemistically, mainly because some Mutants were truly ugly.
Like fish in the deep sea, because no one sees them in the darkness, they are completely free to develop, bizarre and varied.
"Very dangerous? Are they?"
Aaron held a light as brilliant as the sun in his right hand, "Am I dangerous?"
Charles stared intently at the ball of light in Aaron's hand; he felt the terrifying power contained within it!
"No need to look. You can think of it as that thing on Tony Stark's chest."
"You're saying this thing is nuclear fusion?"
Charles's face turned pale, and he subconsciously wanted to run, then realized he couldn't move.
"This is the power of the sun?"
Charles looked up, staring strangely at Aaron, no wonder you're not afraid, it turns out you are the most dangerous person in the world!
He had no doubt that just this one mass of energy was enough to blow up the entire Osborn Expo, oh no, it should be the entire Manhattan district!
Charles chuckled, pointing at the little sun, "Shall we put it away first?"
Aaron clenched his hand, and the little sun disappeared, "So, are you as dangerous as I am?"
Charles, Jean, and Storm all shook their heads.
"So, do I still need to discuss some meaningless questions?"
Charles was silent...