Global Mutantization

Professor X was not unaware that even after the Paris Peace Accords, humanity still feared and hated Mutants.

Outside of Westchester (where Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters is located), many Mutants still live in fear, constantly on the run and hiding, like rats in the gutter.

He just kept telling himself that the world was getting better.

He believed that his upcoming school, where humans and Mutants would attend together, would change everything, like a spark falling into a pile of firewood, making humans in other places accept Mutants as part of humanity.

All you need to do is pretend you don't see it, like an ostrich, and focus your energy on education.

But now.

Because of the connection of thoughts, Apocalypse, as the stronger being Apocalypse the ruler, clearly perceived Professor X's thoughts at that moment.

Since he was a friend of his superior, he rarely spoke up to explain, "Professor Weizer, you misunderstand. We don't want to destroy the world or exterminate humanity. We are initiating an evolution that will turn everyone into Mutants."

Upon hearing this Professor X began to struggle.

This immediately reminded him of something that happened more than a decade ago: the Black King Dian Shaw's attempt to instigate a nuclear war, filling the Earth with radiation and creating a world more conducive to the birth and survival of Mutants.

Apocalypse was speechless. What a great idea, even better than his previous plan to launch nuclear bombs into space for destruction.

However, he has now reformed.

After composing himself, he continued, "No, Professor Weizer, we are not that damned Dian Shaw. Our plan is more benevolent and harmless. My abilities go beyond simply enhancing Mutants' powers."

"I can still dig deeper. Even if the Mutant Genes in their bodies are not dominant and the detector cannot detect them, I can still dig deeper."

"What did you say?" Moira had also read Professor X's paper, and she realized a fact almost instantly. "We all carry Mutant Genes?"

Apocalypse nodded. "Yes, Mutant Genes are part of humanity, extra limbs. It's just that most people are underdeveloped, causing these limbs to atrophy, so they can't notice it."

"Even if my abilities cannot uncover and detect the Mutant Genes in humans, they also possess this extra limb."

Professor X stopped struggling completely.

If that's the case, then Imola.

Wouldn't they be able to start over?

But his sense of responsibility compelled him to ask, "Wouldn't it create another kind of crisis if everyone, no, most people, became Mutants?"

"Mutant abilities come in all shapes and sizes, and not every Mutants can control them freely."

"It's like unleashing heavy weaponry in a public school."

"That depends on you and me." Apocalypse chuckled. "I have seen countless mutant abilities in the past thousand years, and you, my friend, will protect the Mind Stone of all mankind, existing as a protective rope, won't you?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Harry's eyes glowed with an eerie blue light, making everyone in the room almost forget to breathe. "A powerful being is awakening, and you must begin now."

"A powerful being?" Apocalypse blinked. "Truly a miracle, Mutants."

After a brief moment of reflection, he raised his hands and exclaimed, "Let us join the glorious evolution!"

The voice of Apocalypse resounds in the hearts of every human being around the world.

Inside the spherical room, the Dotty silver-blue stars that adorned the black curtain began to glow red!

At the same time, inside the Pentagon.

"So the amnesty and support for nation-building were just to make it easier to gather those freaks together?" Stryker breathed a sigh of relief.

"Of course." The portly four-star general laughed, and the other officers around him joined in.

"As long as we deal with those three biggest oddballs, they are still carbon-based life forms after all, and they have too many weaknesses. If all else fails, we can use the final Plan D."

"Plan D?" Stryker asked.

"Genetically modified food," the four-star general said smugly. "This stuff can weaken demon genes. In the end, they can only stay in the lab and obediently contribute to us. Just like that so-called White Queen."

"I still remember her expression. She thought that after licking my penis, I would let her go."

"What a pity, she looks so hot Winky dazzling. If she weren't a freak with demonic genes, I might have really given her a favor and planted my seed."

"By the way," he showed off his diamond-encrusted watch, then lowered his head to sniff it, "It came from her most tender part. I really miss it."

Why aren't you laughing?

The four-star general frowned, about to lose his temper, but then all that remained was fear.

On the table that should have reflected his face, a bloated, pig-headed man in military uniform stared at him in equal terror.

Not only him, but the other officers also transformed into beast forms.

The jackals and tigers, their eyes gleaming with hunger, stared at their prey—the pig-headed man who was retreating.

"No!"

After a short, agonizing scream, only the sound of an old organ with a bitten throat remained.

Stryker, the only one who retained his human form, shot himself after discovering the changes in his fingers.

Such a 'tragedy' is not an isolated case in the America, because there are too many Mutants laboratories here.

However, on a global scale, these are negligible.

The speedster, who suddenly gained super speed and nearly killed a couple on the road, came to a stop.

A woman who was absorbing energy and queuing with her boyfriend suddenly pushed him away.

The woman, who could distort things within her sight, closed her eyes.

Apocalypse was not speaking recklessly; he foresaw in advance what would get out of control and used Professor X's power to calm it down.

Inside the spherical room.

The 'magma hell' has reappeared, with only a Dotty silver-blue stars remaining.

Panting with excitement, as if his wife and daughters had been resurrected before him, Magneto noticed these 'stars'. "Are they the laggards on the path of evolution?"

"Not entirely," Apocalypse said. "Your friends are indeed excellent amplifiers, but some of your fellow citizens need to be awakened face to face, and that will take a considerable amount of time."

This is a lie; he secretly left behind a batch that had not yet awakened.

I'm just afraid of being discarded after I've served my purpose.

Magneto raised an eyebrow. "You've done even better. Notify these compatriots who accidentally got separated from the group, tell them their location and our contact information."

"Yes." Apocalypse's silver eyes had disappeared, returning to their normal color.

This means he has canceled the use of his abilities, that is, severed his mental connection with Professor X.

However, Professor X still wore the Brainwave Amplifier and carefully considered the handling of the high-risk Mutants left behind by Apocalypse.

It wasn't until it was completely dark that Professor X was pushed out of the spherical room by Hank and Moira, bumping into Phoenix, who was anxiously waiting outside the door, along with Mystique, who was the same color as him and could instantly Nightcrawler, and Quicksilver, who had somehow appeared at the academy based on the business card.

"Professor, are you alright?"

"Long time no see, Charles."

What did you do?

Professor X looked up at Mystique, "Long time no see, Raven, welcome home." Then he looked at Quicksilver, "You too, Pietro."

"It's been so long since I've been back, you've really changed a lot, Charles."

Perhaps because she knew that almost everyone had become Mutants, Mystique reverted to her original form with blue skin and red hair, and did not deny that this was home as she had originally planned, saying that she was just a temporary resident.

Pietro frowned. "My mother has become like us. Did you really do all of this?"

"What is her ability?" Magneto, who had just arrived after learning that Professor X had finished his work, overheard this.

Because this worldline is Days of Future Past, that is, the worldline after the Shadowcat they knew successfully altered the past.

So Magneto knew Quicksilver, and he and Professor X saved him together.

But he didn't know that Quicksilver was his son.

He was unaware that the woman he mentioned had a brief relationship with him.

Quicksilver knew Magneto was his father, so he asked, "What does that have to do with you?"

Magneto was only briefly puzzled as to why this young man, with whom he had gotten along quite well ten years ago, was speaking ill of him.

Because he quickly came to the answer.

"Epsilon Level? Your mother is Epsilon Level Mutants?" he asked subconsciously, then quickly explained, "Most Mutants with the weakest ability level will experience significant physical mutations."

"It's not some nonsense about Epsilon," Quicksilver said coldly. "My mother is perfectly normal, and she's much stronger now. She can't even give me a normal hug anymore."

"Don't worry, child," Magneto reassured him. "This is just the initial unfamiliarity with your abilities. As long as you don't develop psychological problems and subconsciously resist your abilities, you'll become familiar with them and be able to control them freely in less than a week."

"Leader," Apocalypse interjected, "He is your son."

He just happens to have the ability to identify bloodlines.

"No, you blue-skinned monster!" Quicksilver exclaimed, his voice trembling with emotion.

Mystique, Nightcrawler, also has blue skin:

"You know?" Magneto's eyes softened. "Your mother."

He was about to ask Quicksilver who his mother was when he remembered his promiscuous behavior during his adolescence.

He was worried that Quicksilver would say a name that he had no recollection of.

"We should go, Erik," Ron's voice came from the other end of the corridor.

"Are you going to run away again?" Quicksilver's eyes reddened.

Magneto really wanted to punch Ron right now, but he had to come and cause trouble at this crucial moment.

He just smiled awkwardly and said softly, "I'll stay if you need me. And I'm only leaving temporarily. I'll be back soon."

"Are you leaving now?" x2

Mystique and Professor X spoke almost simultaneously.

The two exchanged a glance, then quickly looked away.

"The answer is up to my son," Magneto said.

"I don't want to see you right now," Quicksilver said.

After a brief silence, he added, "If it's a beautiful morning, I might feel better."

Translation: I won't be angry with you tomorrow morning.

"Hurry up, we need to get going." Just as Magneto was about to exchange a few more pleasantries, Ron's voice rang out again.

For a fleeting moment, Magneto's temples seemed about to burst. "Come on, now!"

"Why are you looking so sullen, and why did you bring him along?" Ron was completely unaware of this, his attention entirely focused on Apocalypse, who had followed them.

"The end of that Mutants needs an Apocalypse." Magneto stretched out his hand. "And another bracelet."

Leaving Apocalypse on Earth this time would be too dangerous.

Leaving him in the apocalyptic world of Shadowcat would be quite suitable.

Apocalypse took the bracelet.

As the others pressed the button, his body shrank at the speed of light, becoming smaller than an atom, and his eyes turned silver.

"Too careless," Basil commented. "Does Magneto think Apocalypse is some kind of caveman? He's a monster whose brain is directly connected to the internet, learning everything online in an instant, and even hand-crafting a [brainwave helmet]."

("If it happens three or four more times, he'll be able to directly—")

("You're directly hand-crafting the [Quantum Bracelet]?" Madison exclaimed in surprise.)

(Basil shook his head, "His ability is only at the molecular level, not quite there yet. He just understands the principles of time travel.")

(This is not an exaggeration.)

(The Marvel Cinematic Multiverse is a sieve; there are many ways to time travel, such as Cable's watch and the TVA's time plate.)

(If Iron Man in the zombie world followed this direction, he too could develop a parallel universe travel device.)

(Not to mention Apocalypse.)

Magneto was unaware of Apocalypse's actions.

His attention was entirely focused on the Sentry had broken into the room.

"Die."

Before the Sentries could even change form, they turned into a pile of scrap metal.

This is still the Moscow air defense base.

In the last second before being chosen by the Behind-the-Scenes God, Shadowcat activated its time-travel ability, teleporting back into Bipshaw's consciousness and altering the future.

However, this time they chose to stay here and wait for the reinforcements that Shadowcat had mentioned, instead of heading to other safe havens.

"This is—" Through the details around him and the stars in the sky, Apocalypse instantly realized that he was no longer on Earth.

He was curious whether this was the future or a parallel universe.

"There really are reinforcements." Bipshaw exclaimed in surprise, "And they're all unfamiliar faces."

"You are afraid?" Apocalypse asked in bewilderment. "Each of you is powerful enough to become my knight, one of you even..." His silver eyes briefly swept over the palm-sized Shadowcat. "Why are you afraid of a few pieces of scrap metal?"

"Scrap metal?" the Sunspot roared. "They are indestructible, harder than Colossus, incredibly strong, can fly, detect Mutants, copy Mutants abilities at will, and then share them with all the Sentry."

"Faced with their ever-changing capacity for restraint—"

He couldn't continue.

Because, in his eyes, the blue-skinned monster turned the bodies of these Sentry into sand, and then reassembled them into an even larger one.

"This ability of Mystique, I never imagined her abilities had such potential," Apocalypse commented. "But even so, she's just a puppet with a metal body and countless mutant abilities."

Only one ability can be used at a time.

"Its ability to reproduce is inferior to that of the original."

"This is only effective against weaklings like you who haven't developed their abilities to the fullest."

"To me, it's just scrap metal."