A few days later.
Xavier Genius Youth Base, Peter's room.
There is an expansion bag on the bed, filled with various necessary supplies.
"Standby mode." Peter gave the order in a low voice. The battle suit on his body quickly shed the hardened armor and turned into a close-fitting white sleeveless lining. He took out a set of red mage robes he received as an apprentice a long time ago from his bag and put them on. The shoulders and chest were a little tight, and he had gained some weight in the past few years, but it was still wearable.
In order to hide from others, he put on a thick windbreaker and lowered the brim of his hat, then picked up his Endless Space bag and pushed out the door.
Outside the door, Felicia had changed into a pair of loose and low-key regular clothes, which was rare for her.
"Ready?" she asked.
"Well, where are Qin and Wanda?"
"Say goodbye downstairs."
The two of them walked down the stairs side by side. Felicia turned his head to glance at him from time to time, with a bit of a smile on his eyes and brows.
Peter laughed, "What are you looking at?"
"It's nothing." Felicia said softly, "It's just... it feels weird to suddenly know that I have such a big son."
"Isn't it?" Peter chuckled, "And his temper is exactly the same as your father's."
"Hey! How can my dad be so annoying!"
"Hope is still attractive." Peter couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, "You are smart and sensible, just follow me."
"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, it's just her mother Qin Grey's brain." Felicia rolled his eyes, "As for Ben Parker, the awkwardness all over his body is definitely inherited from you."
"Slander is pure slander."
Felicia chuckled and reached out to hold his arm. Peter clasped her cold palm with his backhand and whispered, "Actually... that kid is not that bad. He dares to reverse time and space and come over to slap history. He does have the bastard energy I had back then."
Walking down the hall on the first floor, almost all the students and teachers from Mutants school gathered together. Qin and Wanda stood in the center of the crowd, hugging everyone one by one and saying goodbye.
"I really hate to let you go!" Kitty shouted with red eyes.
Evan folded his arms and pouted. "Okay, okay, the overlord of the universe is coming to kill us, and the children of the future still count on them to save their lives."
Scott held up his glasses and asked the people next to him in a low voice with a confused look on his face, "So what is going on? Why can't I understand a word?"
"Peter." Charles·Xavier came up to them in a wheelchair and looked at them gently, "Are you ready to leave?"
"Yes, Professor." Peter nodded solemnly, "Thank you for taking care of me during this time. I know that I am not easy to get along with sometimes..."
"Don't say that, kid." Charles raised his hand to interrupt him, his eyes full of tolerance and wisdom, "You never have to apologize for being your true self. I wish you good luck, Mr. Parker. It's my honor to know you."
Peter held the old man's hand. "Thank you, professor. If the school needs anything, please feel free to contact me."
After bidding farewell to everyone except Rogue and Scott who were still confused, the base reverberated with good-natured laughter.
Peter took three girls into the modified speed car, the engine started quietly, the body entered an optically invisible state, roared across the sky, and drove straight towards New York Manhattan.
A few minutes later, the flying car quietly hovered on the top floor of a multi-story garage just a few streets away from New York Sanctum.
After landing and turning off the engine, Peter unbuckled his seat belt. "Doc, hack into the reservation system of this garage and rent this parking space for half a year. After that, it will enter deep standby mode. Do not activate it without my instructions."
"Understood, sir." The on-board AI responded calmly.
Several people got out of the car, and Felicia looked at the empty garage. "Is it really okay to put it here?"
"This vehicle itself is an armored heavy tank, and it is also equipped with military-grade AI." Peter shrugged, "Whoever is short-sighted dares to steal it, I can only mourn for that guy."
"So where is the place to learn Magic?" Wanda looked around at the bustling high-rise buildings with a look of doubt on his face, "New York Is there such a place in the city center?"
"That's a hub." Peter led them through the block and came to a red brick building that looked ordinary but exuded an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.
New York Sanctum.
Peter stepped forward, raised his hand and knocked three times rhythmically on the heavy wooden door. After a moment, the heavy door opened a gap, and a tall bald black mage poked his head out, frowning and looking at the uninvited guests in front of him. It was the guardian mage Daniel·Drumm.
"This is not a spa resort." Drumm said in a bad tone.
"I know." Peter said calmly, "I'm here to take refuge and further my studies."
Drumm looked over Peter's shoulder and glanced at the three girls behind. "Where are they?"
Qin nodded slightly. "Let's learn."
Drumm sneered, "Just you? I don't see any sincerity."
"It's not up to you to accept us or not, Master Drumm." Peter pushed back unceremoniously, "It depends on what Sorcerer Supreme wants."
Felicia whispered from behind, "Sorcerer Supreme is a woman?"
"Yes, haven't I told you?" Peter turned his head and replied.
Drumm took a deep breath and stepped aside to get through the passage. "Come in. Sorcerer Supreme had expected you to come... although it was a few days later than expected."
Several people stepped into the temple, and the door closed heavily behind them.
Walking through the dim corridor with countless mysterious magical weapons on display, Felicia looked at the ancient relics in the glass cabinets on both sides, his eyes shining slightly. "It's eerie here... but these gadgets look quite valuable."
Drumm suddenly stopped and turned around, glaring at her fiercely. "If you dare to touch her even once, or have any evil thoughts, I promise to throw you into Void Dimension with my own hands, and let you drift in nothingness forever."
Felicia shrank his neck. "Uh... just a joke."
Peter whispered to her in a low voice, "Believe me, he can really do it."
Felicia stuck out his tongue and completely restrained his claws.
Under the leadership of Peter, they came to the rotating magic circle at the core of the temple in a familiar way. The time he spent in Earth-982 made him familiar with the layout here.
After stepping through the portal, a biting chill rushed into the nasal cavity along with the smell of incense. Himalayas deep, Kamar-Taj.
Under the corridor in the courtyard, a bald woman wearing a ginger monk's robe was standing quietly, with an enigmatic smile on her face.
"Hello, Peter." The Ancient One said gently, "You are late."
Peter spread his hands. "The road is a bit congested."