As those words sank in, Raven fell completely silent, the last of her hesitation collapsing.
Deep down, she had always agreed with Erik's philosophy of survival.
Every word Erik had spoken at the earlier meeting had struck at the reality of their situation, aligning with her truest thoughts.
After spending so long at Charles's side, she had indeed been subtly influenced by his idealism, developing empathy and tenderness.
But she knew better than anyone that Charles had come from an extraordinary background since childhood and looked no different from ordinary people. He had never experienced the despair of Mutants being ostracized, hunted, and slaughtered, never been trapped in desperate circumstances where every step was a struggle.
Precisely because he had never experienced suffering, he could calmly hold on to his naive goodwill and idealized peace, urging everyone to be tolerant and yield.
And now, Erik's blunt, brutal analysis had finally brought Raven to her senses after days of inner struggle.
Her gaze suddenly grew resolute, all her confusion dissipating as she spoke in a low voice:
"I understand. I'll take you to Steward Roland. I've decided-I'm taking part in the experiment with you!"
A relieved smile flickered in Erik's eyes, and he nodded slightly, filled with approval.
This was a true kindred spirit who shared his beliefs.
As for Charles, he was ultimately nothing more than a partner whose position temporarily aligned with his own.
Without further hesitation, the two went together to find Roland and told her outright of Erik's decision to officially join Vought and participate in the genetic experiments.
Roland looked stunned at the news, then showed delight she could barely conceal and hurriedly agreed.
She immediately intended to report to Solomon. Erik, Charles, and the Black King, Shaw, were the three top-tier Mutants Solomon paid particular