The global psychic network, Lynn's first step toward creating a god
The Residual Echo Scarlet and pitch-black energy lingered in the underground laboratory for a long time.
The air was filled with a strange smell, a mixture of Ozone and the decay of all things, a unique mark left behind after the violent collision of Chaos Magic and the Death Force.
Lynn stood there, his fingertips gently stroking the skin, as if he could still feel the cold, delicate skin on Hela's chin and the obsessive, burning heat in Wanda's eyes.
Quiet.
An unprecedented silence.
Without the two most powerful and restless women vying for his attention, the world seemed much quieter.
But for Lynn, this tranquility only meant the beginning of efficiency.
His gaze slowly swept over the other people in the laboratory.
Susan Stone, the once highly educated and elegant member of the Fantastic Four, now had her head bowed, her golden hair falling down, obscuring the complex emotions in her eyes—awe, fear, but mostly a subservience born of being dominated by absolute power.
The Ghost-Spider Gwen Stacy stood quietly in the corner like a loyal shadow. Her breathing was a little unsteady due to her unhealed injuries, but her eyes, hidden under her mask, never left Lynn's back.
Jean Grey, who had just been tamed, remained kneeling, prostrate at Lynn's feet, like a hunting dog whose spine had been completely broken but who had developed a morbid attachment to its master, her body trembling slightly with excitement and fear.
Finally, Lynn's gaze fell on the two "spoils of war".
One was Charles Xavier, who had completely broken down mentally, his eyes glazed over, drool dripping from his mouth, looking like a useless person.
The other item was the badly damaged wreckage of Cerebro, which had been dismantled from Blackbird.
"Perfect material."
A cold and cruel smile curled at the corners of Lynn's lips.
He turned around and walked slowly toward Susan.
"Susan."
"Yes, Master." Susan's body trembled violently as she answered almost instinctively, her voice slightly hoarse.
Lynn ignored her form of address and simply pointed to the pile of twisted metal debris.
"Connect it directly to the Negative Zone Energy Matrix of the Baxter Building."
The command is concise and leaves no room for argument.
Susan abruptly raised her head, her azure eyes filled with disbelief and shock.
"Master, this... this is impossible! The Cerebro is based on bio-brainwave amplification technology, while the Negative Zone Matrix is a pure space energy system. Their Underlying Logic is completely different. Forcibly connecting them will only..."
I didn't ask you if it was possible.
Lynn's voice suddenly turned cold.
He took a step forward, looking down at Susan with a gaze devoid of emotion in his deep eyes.
"I'll let you connect it."
The cold words, like an invisible blade, instantly pierced through all of Susan's scientific common sense and rationality. Looking at Lynn's face, so close yet so eerily handsome, she saw no room for negotiation in his eyes, only "obedience" or "destruction."
"... yes."
Susan swallowed hard, swallowing back all her doubts and rebuttals.
She knew that in front of this man, so-called "science" and so-called "impossible" were nothing but a joke. His will was the only truth.
Susan immediately sprang into action.
She activated her Mutant Power, and countless invisible Force Field tentacles extended from her fingertips, like the most sophisticated mechanical arms, to sort, reassemble, and repair the damaged Cerebro parts. At the same time, through the micro-terminal on her wrist, she began frantically accessing the Baxter Building's computing resources, attempting to forcibly establish an energy channel between two completely incompatible systems.
In the laboratory, all that could be heard for a moment were the faint sounds of various instruments being disassembled and reassembled by the Force Field, and the deep hum of the supercomputing core running at high speed.
Lynn ignored the busy Susan and turned to walk step by step toward Charles was slumped in a wheelchair.
Seeing Gwen Stacy immediately understood, stepped forward, and pushed the wheelchair to the center of the laboratory.
Lynn looked down at this once-great Mutants leader.
At this moment, Charles's cerebral cortex had become a mess due to the previous memory plundering and mental breakdown. But Lynn knew that deep within that Chaos consciousness, the unique talent that connected all Mutants in the world still existed.
It's like a top-level server that has lost its administrator privileges.
What Lynn had to do was become its new owner.
"Draining memories completely is just the most basic usage."
Lynn's mind spoke coldly to itself.
"What I want is not the information in his brain, but him himself. I want to turn this 'humanoid Cerebro ' into my extension, my organ."
He slowly raised his right hand.
Strands of eerie, Scarlet Chaos Energy, as if alive, swirled and coalesced at his fingertips, emanating a twisted aura that sent chills down one's spine.
"Getting Wanda and Hela out of the way was all for this moment."
A glint of madness and reason flashed in Lynn's eyes.
"The first step in creating a god is not to possess Deity power, but... to create your own 'believers'."
The moment he finished speaking, his fingers, wreathed in Chaos Magic, pressed directly onto Charles Xavier's temple without the slightest hesitation!
"Buzz--!"
A visible Scarlet Impact instantly emanated from Lynn's finger and flooded Charles's brain!
"Uh... ah..."
Charles, who had been in a vegetative state, suddenly began to convulse violently! His eyes rolled back wildly, revealing horrifying whites, and a guttural roar, squeezed out by extreme pain, escaped his throat.
In his Mental World.
Above a Chaos wasteland, the faint light representing Charles's last remaining consciousness is being frantically swallowed by an endless Scarlet ocean!
This ocean is filled with chaotic, distorted, and insane qualities. It disregards logic and rules; it is simply a pure, violent erosion that rewrites everything into its own form!
Charles's prized, most powerful Mind Stone Mutant Power in the world, was like a fragile sandcastle before this unreasonable magical force, crumbling at the first blow of the Scarlet tide!
Lynn closed her eyes.
His consciousness, following the torrent of Chaos Magic, surged straight into the deepest part of Charles's brain—the place where his talent was born.
He saw it.
An invisible Psychic Network spanning the globe, composed of countless brilliant rays of light.
Each ray of light connects to a life form possessing the X-Gene.
And at the central hub of this network is Charles Xavier.
"From today onwards, this hub belongs to the Lin family."
Lynn's consciousness, within Charles's Mental World, transformed into a cold, Deity overlooking all living beings.
He reached out and gripped the center of the network tightly!
"Deprivation!"
Boom!!!
In reality, Susan, standing behind Lynn, let out a gasp.
The Cerebro that she had just managed to connect to suddenly erupted with a blindingly bright blue light! And the Negative Zone Matrix of the Baxter Building issued a piercing alarm, indicating that it was overwhelmed!
Two completely different energies were twisted and fused together under Lynn's forceful command and the violent binding of Chaos Magic!
At the heart of all this, Lynn's body transformed into an unprecedented "super router"!
His senses were magnified infinitely in that instant!
His consciousness broke through the physical barrier of the Baxter Building, pierced the New York night sky, and spread across the entire Earth in a way that surpassed the speed of light and space, along the Psychic Network he had forcibly seized!
At that moment, he "saw" it.
He saw it: on the border of Wakanda in Africa, a dark-skinned girl was controlling a storm, bringing rain to a parched village.
He saw it: on the streets of Cairo, Egypt, a blue-skinned, burly man was being driven around like a war beast in an underground black market arena.
He saw it: deep in the Siberia ice fields, a man covered in steel was guarding an abandoned base in solitude.
He saw countless Mutants.
Their location, their appearance, their emotions at this moment—whether joy, sorrow, anger, or despair...
Millions of coordinates, like stars in the universe, lit up in his mind at the same time!
It's an indescribable sense of control, an all-knowing and all-powerful feeling!
From this moment on, the life, death, location, and even the slightest thought of every Mutants on Earth will be completely exposed and under his control!
He no longer needs any intelligence agencies or surveillance equipment.
He himself is a unique, god-like surveillance network covering the entire globe!
Lynn slowly opened his eyes, and a streak of Scarlet lightning flashed and disappeared from the depths of his pupils.
He released his hand from Charles's temple.
Poor Professor X, his body went limp and he completely lost all vital signs, collapsing into his wheelchair like a lump of mud. Everything about him as a "human being" had been completely erased.
His talent, his very existence, has become part of Lynn's "divinity".
Lynn enjoyed the absolute power that allowed him to control the lives and deaths of countless people around the world without ever leaving his home.
He was like a high and Deity, looking down at the millions of chess pieces on his chessboard that had just been lit up.
However, at that very moment...
Amidst this dazzling "Star Map" composed of countless points of light, Lynn's brow furrowed slightly.
He "saw" an extremely strange signal.
In the vast ocean of coordinates, the vast majority of the points of light are either bright or dark white or blue, representing their different energy levels.
But at a remote, snowy mountain location in Canada, that signal point appears as a chaotic gray that flickers wildly between "existence" and "non-existence"!
It's like a garbled string of data, a bug in a system, completely out of place in the entire Psychic Network.
Lynn focused his consciousness on the past.
In an instant, a jumble of thoughts—a mixture of cheap beer, cheap cigars, and gunpowder smoke—along with a series of obscene and outrageous rants that broke the fourth wall, flooded his mind without warning!
"Oh shit! Which bastard is spying on my brain again? Is that bald guy still alive? Hey! Can you hear me? Give me your name if you dare! I'll see if your Uncle Wade doesn't go through the internet and stuff your thing into your..."
Lynn's expression instantly became incredibly strange.