"What exactly is it that makes you so confident?" Logan wondered. He'd experienced Rogue's ability, and to put it bluntly, it was a terrifying nightmare. The feeling of having your entire being, both mind and body, drained was definitely not something to be cherished. He believed Zhou Yi, who had just experienced it, felt the same.
"Technology gives me enough confidence! I always believe in what a great man from my homeland said: Science and technology are the primary productive forces."
"Go to hell!" Logan grumbled, closing his eyes and looking like he didn't want to deal with Zhou Yi anymore. And that was exactly what Zhou Yi needed.
He drove the car with peace of mind and soon arrived at Newark Airport. Here, the private plane Zhou Yi had arranged was already prepared for departure.
Although there were no explicit regulations prohibiting Mutants from using large public transportation like airplanes, many Mutants consciously avoided them. They preferred to rely on their own vehicles or even walk to any place in the world rather than be near tools used by large numbers of humans.
Human discrimination was one aspect, but their long-term lifestyle had also accustomed them to living in isolation. These problems needed to be addressed. Zhou Yi already had a plan in mind, but the final decision still needed to be confirmed by the Mutants themselves. He could only assist them, not dominate them. After all, there were still differences between them.
In short, to avoid unnecessary trouble and also because he was worried that Magneto and the others would track him, Zhou Yi had arranged this flight as soon as he received Professor's request.
"Awesome! It really is a private jet," someone exclaimed after getting out of the car. It was one of Sharice's friends, the girl named Vivien Leigh, who Zhou Yi recognized.
Unlike the shy Kitty, she was quite lively. In that way, she was similar to Sharice. But compared to Sharice, she was much more reserved.
"Alright, everyone. We'll be spending the next few hours on this plane, don't worry. Everything is taken care of. As Sharice's friend, I guarantee you'll have a pleasant trip. Right, Hadler?" He directed the last sentence to a middle-aged man in a pilot's uniform who had already come up to greet them.
He was the pilot Zhou Yi hired at a high salary, just to serve his plane. Although the price was not cheap, his superb flying skills were absolutely worth it compared to the price.
"The world of the rich," Logan muttered, refusing the beautiful flight attendant's offer to help with his luggage. He hoisted his old suitcase himself and followed the busy attendants into the cabin.
With him taking the lead, the somewhat reserved children quickly followed Sharice inside. Soon, only Zhou Yi, Ororo, and Jean Grey were left outside.
"Yi, is all this really necessary?" Ororo was still a little constrained. Although she had a very close relationship with Zhou Yi, she still hadn't taken the final step. The key to this was that she still couldn't accept Zhou Yi's lifestyle. That kind of upper-class lifestyle always made this Mutant, who didn't come from a good background, feel a little inferior.
Zhou Yi understood all of this, but he couldn't change his lifestyle for Ororo; that was unrealistic, and there was no need. He believed that Ororo would have the day to unveil this concern, and he had plenty of time to wait.
"Of course it's necessary. My mother is constantly urging me. She practically makes twenty calls a day, just to see her adorable little daughter sooner. Besides, if we move quickly, Magneto and his people will be slower to follow. If we're lucky, they might even miss this summit. Wouldn't that be a win-win situation?"
"Magneto has many Mutants under his command who are willing to obey him. We don't know if some of them have special abilities that can sense our movements," said Jean Grey, making the worst-case scenario her starting point. Considering the worst possible outcome allowed them to find the most suitable solution. In short, she wasn't optimistic about Zhou Yi's plan.
"There's a saying: 'When the soldiers come, the general blocks.' We're the active party. If Magneto wants to catch up to us, he'll have to follow our lead for a while." Zhou Yi was very confident in this regard. Magneto and his people might have powerful abilities, but they weren't lacking in that department either. Moreover, they had an even bigger advantage over Magneto. Zhou Yi's financial strength and background were enough to leave them a considerable distance behind at the starting line.
"Alright, let's do as you say for now." After thinking about it, Jean Grey agreed with Zhou Yi's opinion. And Ororo naturally wouldn't have any other objections. In terms of strategizing, Jean Grey and Zhou Yi were clearly more professional.
"Trust me, there's no problem that can't be solved. Magneto is also a person, not an unbeatable opponent." In front of the woman he liked, Zhou Yi was always so confident. And a confident man is also someone women are willing to rely on.
Zhou Yi's confidence easily infected Ororo and Jean Grey. They believed Zhou Yi had the ability to solve the problem. They simply relaxed and let Zhou Yi handle everything.
After sending Ororo and Jean Grey into the plane, Zhou Yi looked at the pilot who had been following him, Hadler, and said with a knowing look.
"Mr. Hadler, I think you should know what to do!"
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhou. I'm only responsible for flying the plane, everything else has nothing to do with me. You're the owner of the plane, and it's no problem who you want to bring along. Even for my salary and mortgage, I'll be honest and keep my mouth shut." Mr. Hadler was a smart man, he knew what he should say, and he also knew what he should keep confidential for his client. This was even more prominent after he had taken out a huge mortgage from the bank.
Zhou Yi was very satisfied with Hadler's words. He patted Hadler on the shoulder and smiled.
"Then the rest is up to you. I hope you can give me a comfortable trip."
"Of course, sir. A generous boss like you deserves ten times our hard work and effort."
Waving his hand, Zhou Yi walked into the cabin. The rest of the matters needed to be handled by Hadler. This was Zhou Yi's plane, but a plane would always need a good captain. He was the soul of the plane. Fortunately, Hadler deserved the title of a good captain.
Under his operation, the plane smoothly took off and flew towards Europe on the other side of the ocean, following the predetermined route.
And it was long after the plane had taken off that their opponents received the information they wanted.
On an abandoned island near New York, Magneto, Erik, sat quietly on a metal hovering chair. As one of the most powerful Mutants in the world, the ability Erik possessed was practically unsolvable in modern human society.
He was the most powerful Magnetism manipulator. And modern human society was completely inseparable from the range that this ability could radiate. He could easily manipulate metal elements, and human cities were entirely constructed of reinforced concrete, and human armies were forged from steel. But these things held absolutely no meaning in his eyes. The so-called cities and armies were no different from paper to him.
This alone was enough to make humanity wary of his existence, not to mention that the power he possessed went far beyond that. Magnetism was one of the most fundamental forces in the universe. Mastering Magnetism meant he held the key to a door of infinite power.
From the moment he awakened, Erik had been developing his abilities, and even today, his progress had not stopped. Although his body was old, his control over Magnetism had reached an alarming level.
Currently, he could sense the pulse of the Earth's magnetic field. To some extent, he could even interfere with the operation of this massive celestial body. Although it was strenuous, it was not impossible for him. However, this was something that held no meaning for him. And he would never do things that held no meaning.
Magneto, Erik, was a man with a strong sense of pragmatism. He was also an extreme racist. This might have been related to his early experiences as a Nazi prisoner. His words and actions always carried the gloom and ruthlessness of that period.
Except for his great love for his race, he was almost the complete opposite of Professor Charles. But fate always liked to play jokes, and he and Charles were the most important people in each other's lives, the kind of friends who shared life and death.
As the best of friends, they rarely argued. Except on one issue, the future of Mutants. Because of this issue, they went in completely opposite directions. And no matter how far they went, they could not separate from each other. Because fate had completely entangled them.
Just like now, just after getting the news of Rogue's existence, Rogue had already fallen into the hands of Professor Charles. This put Erik's plan in an extremely passive position. If there was anyone in the world he least wanted to face, his friend Professor Charles was one of them.
This wasn't just because of their friendship, but also because Professor Charles's abilities were practically unbeatable. Look at the Mutants with their various powers, and the ordinary people who were busy with their lives, completely oblivious to the world around them. For Charles, all it took was a thought, and he could turn these people into his slaves, completely devoted to him.
From a certain perspective, the fact that Charles hadn't unified the world, or carved out a territory for himself to become a great demon king, only proved one thing. He was a truly good person, even a moral paragon.
Not everyone uses their abilities for good. Not everyone can summon the courage to give up their power when they have too much. But Professor Charles did both, and he did so decisively.
Until now, Professor Charles still restrained his abilities. Although he was still the most powerful Psychic Power user, he was far from his peak. Only Erik knew the extent of the gap because he had witnessed everything. It was also because of him that he helped Professor Charles create a machine that could amplify his abilities to their original extent.
Speaking of machines, one couldn't help but mention another of Erik's identities. He was the world's best precision instrument maker, without equal.
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