Mutants Could Only Gain Independence Through War!

"Making movies?"

"Not just making movies. I have a whole package of plans."

"Like the Superhero Project and virtual reality games."

"The Superhero Project, I understand. But what are these virtual reality games?" Charles asked doubtfully.

"In the virtual reality games I develop, everyone will have superpowers and get to experience them freely. Only when they truly understand mutants will their fear of mutants gradually fade."

Chen Xi waved a hand and spoke calmly.

"So that's how it is? I didn't expect your publicity campaign to be so comprehensive. Online games really are especially popular these days."

"Alright, I can agree to it. But as for whether those mutant students agree, I'll have to ask for their opinions."

Charles had clearly been successfully talked into it by Chen Xi...

Jean Grey was simply a little surprised. No matter how she listened to it, this guy's plan seemed to benefit him!

Could this damn smooth talker be planning to use mutants as cheap labor?

After all, mutants didn't need special effects to make movies. That would make things twice as easy with half the effort.

She quickly pulled Chen Xi outside the reception room, eyed him suspiciously, and asked, "Your main goal isn't to make filming easier, with promoting mutants' positive image just thrown in on the side, is it?"

"Hey, hey, hey. You actually suspect me?"

Chen Xi was immediately displeased. This time, he was sincerely helping the mutants. It wasn't often that he was so warmhearted...

"Really?"

Jean Grey continued to stare at him suspiciously, because she felt this plan sounded far too grand and hollow...

Could playing some lousy game and making a movie really change ideas ingrained deep in people's bones? Promoting superheroes was at least somewhat reliable.

"Time will prove that I'm right."

Chen Xi declared with great confidence, thinking, By then, it won't be something you can stop.

When the wheels of the greater trend came rolling in, no one would be able to stop his plan!!

For the sake of the epic quest, Chen Xi had already thrown caution to the wind.

All of this was merely part of his scheme. The future he had just described was nothing more than a grand blueprint he had painted for Charles.

If mutants wanted to truly become independent, it was simply impossible without settling things in a war. They had to fight one.

If the mutants won, they would establish a nation of their own.

If the mutants lost, they would be reduced completely to lab rats.

Since they dared not make up their minds, he could only give them a push.

Making movies, the Superhero Project, and especially virtual reality games were merely meant to deepen ordinary people's desire and greed for mutant abilities...

Once the conflict between that desire and greed reached the point where it could no longer be reconciled, it would be like a powder keg packed with explosives, blowing up the entire world with one deafening boom!

Back then, Hong Kong's Young and Dangerous films had been nothing more than movies, yet their influence had been terrifying beyond measure.

Homelander's actor had gotten too deep into the role and threatened to kill people at an airport...

Joker's actor had never escaped the role for the rest of his life, until death.

Wasn't that all because they had gotten too deep into their roles?

The virtual reality game he intended to develop would not be one of those things that claimed to be virtual reality just because you put on a pair of glasses...

He wanted to create a truly immersive game, one that could even simulate pain and touch!

By then, everything would be dreamlike and illusory.

The memories of reality and virtuality would begin to blur.

The game character would be you, and you would be the game character!

When you could command the wind and rain in the game, possessing superpowers that others envied, yet could only be a weakling in reality...

That abyss-like gap would slowly devour people!

As for those who might die unjustly because of his plan.

He could only say, go in peace. Once he grew omniscient and omnipotent in the future, he promised he would resurrect them...

For Chen Xi, if he was going to play, he would play big. He would directly establish a mutant nation!

As for how many people would die, that was no longer something he needed to consider. History would remember their sacrifices anyway.

After leaving Mutant School, something Chen Xi had long expected still happened: Green Goblin appeared once again.

On camera, he clamored at all of New York.

"Spider-Man! Spider-Woman!! Why haven't you two gotten out here to uphold justice?"

"Do you know? I've prepared two exceptionally grand fireworks shows for you."

Still, one had to admire the reporters who risked their lives to get the first scoop. His surroundings were also packed with wailing police cars from the New York Police Department, while every officer stood armed and alert, staring at him as sweat dripped from their foreheads...

Holding a loudspeaker, George Stacy loudly and sternly condemned Green Goblin's utter madness. They had clearly already released him, yet he had not repented and had come out to commit evil again!

In response to George Stacy's shout, Green Goblin burst into laughter.

"Dear Mr. George, I went to quite a bit of trouble for this grand fireworks performance. If you speak too loudly and scare me, I can't guarantee that my hands and feet won't stop listening to me if I get nervous."

"Hehe, I only have one demand now: Spider-Man, Spider-Woman, and that masked Superman must appear."

"Then they'll take off their masks in front of everyone and let the world see what they look like."

Green Goblin grinned maniacally, looking every bit like a lunatic!

A fireworks performance? Who didn't know what that meant?

George Stacy was sweating nervously. Madmen and lunatics like this were too detestable. If there really was an explosion, who knew how many people would be buried alongside it!

And as commissioner, he would definitely be finished!

"Fuck!! This bastard is completely insane!"

George Stacy cursed under his breath, then looked at Green Goblin.

"Mr. Norman Osborn, we don't know who Spider-Man really is either. Do you think we can contact him?"

George Stacy could only stall for time, praying over and over in his heart, You two, hurry up and come clean up this mess!

"Hehe, I never counted on useless trash like you. You're nothing more than messengers."

Green Goblin sneered disdainfully. These small fry only knew how to come out and clean up the battlefield afterward.

"Uh... yes, yes, yes. Then please don't get worked up."

Although George Stacy was unhappy inside, he still had to force a smile. Who would dare provoke a psychopath?

"Hey, Mr. Osborn, I'm here."