Green Goblin's Philosophy: Villains Are Philosophers

Superman's genes were enough to drive countless scientists mad. The day he was exposed would probably be the day he was in the greatest danger.

Not to mention Superman's clones over in DC; Marvel alone was crawling with similar scientists.

People like Stryker, Sarah Kinney, Mister Sinister, who had cloned Phoenix, and so on.

Who could say for certain that those mad scientists couldn't clone Superman?

The Marvel Universe had never cared much about logic...

Chen Xi took Jean Grey by the hand and strolled through the park, then went shopping for clothes. He also bought gifts for those Mutant children.

Chen Xi knew that there were now millions of Mutants, and what Charles and the others could do was merely a drop in the bucket.

Even more children were struggling desperately just to survive.

After seeing off the reluctant Jean Grey and the Mutant children who had received gifts, Chen Xi returned home.

He had promised Jean Grey that he would help the Mutants. Even if it weren't for a promise to his woman, he still had to fight for Justice Points.

Although Gwen's father approved of her following Chen Xi—after all, she could become a major star—she still had to obediently go home.

After dinner, Chen Xi and Wanda curled up on the sofa to watch the live news. But neither of them paid attention to the television; chatting was what mattered.

"By the way, everyone online says you've been resting for half a year. The big star got rich and started coasting," Wanda said.

"Coasting? I haven't been coasting. I've been quietly working hard every single day."

Chen Xi curled his lip in irritation. What the hell did those idiots with nothing better to do know?

"Tch! I think you are coasting too. But you don't need to push yourself so hard. How much money is enough, anyway? We already have more money than we can spend, and it won't change our lives."

Wanda rolled her eyes at him first, then seriously voiced her thoughts. She was rather traditional; as long as they had enough money to spend, that was enough.

"Sometimes, it isn't about whether there's more money or less. It's that some things have to be done."

Chen Xi shook his head. He had long since made up his mind: if he was going to do something, he would do it thoroughly, without regrets!

"Just decide for yourself."

Wanda nodded obediently. She only needed to be a good wife and support him.

The next day, Green Goblin stormed into the newspaper office where Parker worked and threatened the owner to reveal Spider-Man's identity. This time, however, the newspaper owner actually held firm. But just as Green Goblin was about to deal with him, Parker showed up as expected.

Parker had intended to show off by hanging upside down from the windowsill, but Green Goblin caught him off guard with an incredibly potent anesthetic spray...

In full view of everyone, Green Goblin carried Spider-Man and flew openly over their heads. The sight immediately drew cries of alarm from the bystanders, who had no idea what was happening.

It was not until night fell that Parker woke from his coma.

Green Goblin had not taken the opportunity to kill him. Instead, he tried every possible way to recruit a powerful enforcer like Spider-Man.

"Don't worry. You're not dead. You're alive. You're only temporarily paralyzed."

"Spider-Man, you're truly incredible. You and I are so alike."

Green Goblin's voice was low as he tempted Parker, while Parker struggled to pull himself together. "I'm not like you. You're a murderer."

"No, we simply have different aspirations."

Green Goblin shook his head, then said in a low voice, "This is merely my choice, while you chose to be a superhero."

"The public's enthusiasm for you lasts only three minutes. What they really want to see is a hero fail, fall, and die."

"No matter how much you've done for them, they'll only hate you. So why bother?"

Why else would villains so often resonate more with people? They had once been hardworking geniuses, madmen, and philosophers...

They had endured every hardship and torment to reach this point, which was why their understanding ran so deep.

"You're right."

Parker fell silent as well. If some people admired him, then naturally others envied and hated him...

Green Goblin chuckled and patted Parker on the shoulder. Leaning against the metal fence as though catching up with an old friend, he said, "New York has eight million residents. Their existence serves only one purpose."

"What?"

"To lift a handful of exceptional geniuses onto their shoulders!"

"People like you and me!"

"But I could crush a genius like you beneath my foot anytime I wanted. Still, I'll give you a chance. Join me!"

"Imagine the great things we could accomplish together. We could create the future!"

"For your so-called ideals, innocent people die and are injured until both of us fall. Is that what you want?"

Parker fell silent!

Because Green Goblin wasn't entirely wrong...

Green Goblin crouched down and patted his shoulder, then stepped onto his glider, turned around, and left. He wanted Spider-Man to see just how treacherous people's hearts could be.