The Third Path for Mutants

The female reporter asked, "Based on which aspects did you make your evaluation?"

"I'll give you a famous example, you all know Magneto, right? His ability is also well-known, controlling magnetism," Kino said.

"But have you ever thought about what these things could be used for? Terrorist attacks? Controlling missiles? Think about it."

Kino's gaze swept over the crowd below the stage.

"I know that magnetism is one of the four fundamental forces of the universe and has many uses, but Magneto has only learned how to control metals. He needs to go back to school."

"That's what a somewhat educated journalist said."

Those around him joined in with bursts of laughter.

Only the female reporter stared at him with cold eyes.

"Are you idiots? Who asked you that?" Kino said, speechless.

The audience was completely silent.

"What does controlling metal mean? It means that he can build skyscrapers all by himself, just like a child building blocks."

He could even be bolder and more innovative, completely abandoning traditional architectural styles and creating his own, such as suspended skyscrapers or movable buildings.

If Magneto were just a little smarter, he could have become a construction tycoon, with countless people begging him to build them houses, instead of ending up as a terrorist."

Kino finished speaking in one breath, his eyes fixed intently on the audience, as if questioning why they had never thought of it before.

The female reporter looked at Kino with a look of wonder in her eyes; it was an angle they had never considered before.

Charles is single-mindedly trying to integrate into humanity, while Erik is consumed by hatred and wants to destroy humanity.

"But Mr. Demon King, Mutants have many uncontrollable aspects, which have caused many injuries and deaths over the years. For example, Professor X's ability is Mind Stone control. Who wouldn't be afraid?" a reporter said.

The reason why Mutants are ostracized is not simply because some organizations and those in power are smearing them.

Some Mutants bring it upon themselves, but most Mutants acquire their powers in adolescence or childhood, when their brains are controlled by hormones and they have no self-control.

"Indeed, I hate this ability too. If I discover that it's trying to invade my brain, I will kill it without asking any questions."

Kino glanced indifferently towards a corner.

"Professor, this guy!" Scott was a little angry, his fists clenching unconsciously.

"That kid wasn't wrong, who doesn't hate this ability?" Logan crossed his arms.

"Logan, you really are in cahoots with the Demon King." Scott looked at Logan with displeasure.

"Scott, it's okay, he was just reminding me, he meant no harm."

Professor X showed no displeasure, remaining calm and speaking in a gentle tone.

He was more interested in what Kino would say next.

The female reporter's eyes darkened slightly. Yes, the Mutants community itself has problems that no single individual can solve.

"Then it would be better to separate from humans."

"Separated? Where will we be separated to?"

"Desert."

Kino said, "Mutants of abilities. They can control the weather, create water sources, control the soil, and grow plants. These are all conditions for creating an oasis."

With Magneto's abilities, building a steel city in the desert wouldn't be difficult.

"Yes!" The female reporter's eyes lit up slightly, as if she had seen a glimmer of new hope.

All we need to do is separate them.

Professor X fell into thought; this was a third path, outside of his and Erik's shared ideals.

"Alright, let's continue the press conference."

Seeing that there were no problems, Kino stepped down from the podium.

He initially wanted to send the Mutants to Hell, but his intentions were too obvious, so he suggested the desert instead.

It sounds simple, but it's very difficult to do.

The Mutants are now a disorganized mess, with Professor X's school, Magneto's Brotherhood, and the White Queen's Hellfire Club.

Besides them, there are various other organizations, large and small, none of which are willing to submit to the others.

To succeed, all Mutants would have a chance of success if they all united, but that's impossible.

He can only step in as a savior when the Mutants community suffers a major blow.

Kino returned to his seat.

Tony reminded him:

"Kino, Mutants are not only terrifying because of their abilities, but also because of the many conflicts of interest they pose. Your speech today, which favors Mutants, will make many people unhappy with you."

"Whatever, let them be dissatisfied, as long as they don't get in my way, otherwise I wouldn't mind launching a real demonic invasion."

"Kino said, a fierce glint in his eyes."

"I'll warn them," Tony said helplessly.

Although it may seem useless, they might not dare to do it openly, but they'll certainly be doing plenty of underhanded tricks behind the scenes.

At that moment, a maid dressed in Qipao arrived.

"Chief, someone is looking for you."

"I understand. Take them backstage!"

Kino guessed who it was and said to Tony and Pepper, "Tony, Pepper, excuse me."

"You're going to be busy lately," Tony shrugged.

"Goodbye, Kino," Pepper said with a smile.

Kino nodded, got up, and followed the maid toward the conference room.

Kino soon spotted a familiar figure and excitedly rushed forward to hug it.

"Logan! Long time no see."

"Kid, let go! You're a grown man, don't act like a child."

Logan said with a look of disgust, but he didn't try to break free.

"Hehe, it's been a long time, hasn't it? Besides, you smell like smoke, it's awful, I'm not hugging you anymore."

Kino fanned his nose, a look of disdain on his face.

"You little rascal," Logan said with a laugh.

Logan breathed a slight sigh of relief. It seemed the kid hadn't changed; he was the same as before, even a bit unruly.

"Logan, I've started a big company. Want to work for me?"

"No, I haven't even spent the 1.5 million you gave me last time!"

"That's a real shame. I was thinking of arranging an easy, lucrative job for you."

What kind of job?

"A drug trial participant with such a great physique would be a waste if she didn't become one."

"You brat, you just want to use me as an experiment."

"One meal costs 100,000, plus salary and bonuses."

"It's not impossible."

Logan stroked his chin, a hint of attraction in his eyes.

Qin watched them playfully fighting quietly from behind.

The domineering figure on television, the composed demeanor while lecturing, and now the innocent smile on his face as he playfully teases Logan.

Which one is the real him? Qin couldn't help but ponder to herself, her eyes filled with doubt and curiosity.

Scott was somewhat displeased, but the professor had previously instructed them to remain silent.