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Chapter 112 Brothers, Sisters, and Family

In the evening, everyone held a small banquet at the manor.

Anyway, the matter has come to an end, so there's nothing to worry about. We can open champagne when we want to, and go back to our hometown to get married when we want to.

The young mutants were having a blast, letting loose and using their abilities without restraint at the party. Raven even transformed into Eric and did a pole dance, her movements quite alluring.

Eric: (▼皿▼#)
It’s hard, the fist is hard!
Charles, trying to suppress a laugh, patted his old friend on the shoulder: "Relax, Eric, let them be. They've been preparing for the war for a while now, and their nerves are on edge. Now that they can finally let loose, let it go."

Before he could finish speaking, Raven instantly switched back to Charles's appearance and started twerking.

Charles: "."

"Haha, Charles, you have a pretty perky ass."

This time it was Eric's turn to burst out laughing. Why hold it in? Just start laughing!
Charles: (_)
The members of the Hellfire Club did not attend the banquet.

Although they are currently interns in the Brotherhood, their astonishing record, comparable to that of Class A war criminals, means they are destined not to appear openly or mingle with the Brotherhood members.

Besides, this banquet was meant to celebrate the Brotherhood's victory over the Hellfire Club. What were they doing at the banquet, celebrating their own defeat?
During the banquet, Charles found Du Mu and said in a serious tone, "Du Mu, I plan to start a school for mutants."

NPC Charles Xavier has given you a new quest.

[Mission: Found X Academy]

[Objective: To assist Charles in establishing a mutant school and successfully recruit the first batch of students]

[Rewards: Will be determined based on the number and quality of students]

Upon hearing the system notification, Du Mu asked in surprise, "A mutant school?"

"That's right, this idea has actually been brewing in my mind for a long time."

Charles nodded: "When using the brainwave amplifier, I sensed many mutant children scattered around the world who felt fear and confusion because of their abilities, just like Raven and I did when we were young. I want to help them and guide them to understand and use their abilities correctly."

"That's a good idea."

Du Mu agreed, as he was also considering expanding the Brotherhood's membership, and the mutant school Charles mentioned was a good option.

By establishing a mutant school, the Brotherhood will have a continuous influx of fresh blood.

Most importantly, mutant children are easier to fool. Just like Alex and others, as long as they raise the banner of the future of mutants, they can easily trick them into joining the Brotherhood. They don't even need to pay wages; they just need food and lodging. They are practically free labor.

Moreover, Old Cha is indeed quite charismatic, with an overwhelming level of approachability. He can easily win over even a rebellious and wayward teenager like Eric. He's practically a natural brainwashing, or rather, a spiritual leader. It's the perfect person to be in charge of recruiting talent.

"You think it's good too, right?"

Seeing that Du Mu agreed with his idea, Charles was very happy: "I have already made plans to convert the old castle in the manor into a school, so that the children can study and live here in peace and no longer suffer discrimination because of their abilities."

Du Mu asked, "What's the name of this mutant school?"

Without hesitation, Charles said, "I plan to name it Xavier's Academy, after the X gene found in mutants. Its full name is Xavier's Academy for Gifted Youngsters."

"Not a bad name. You'll be the principal of Xavier's School from now on. Go ahead and do your job with confidence. The fraternity will always be your support. Just let me know if you need anything."

"Thank you for your support, Du Mu."

Charles was very moved, but he immediately expressed some concern: "However, I am worried that the government will not easily agree to us doing this."

Although he only wanted to guide mutant children onto the right path, those government officials with severe paranoia probably didn't see it that way. They might even regard Xavier's School as a potential mutant military training camp.

Yes, that idea is not wrong; Du Mu did think that way.

Du Mu waved his hand: "It's alright, I'll take care of things over there. You just need to focus on setting up the school."

The two discussed a few more details when Charles suddenly raised an eyebrow and lightly pressed his fingertips to his temples, as if he had sensed something.

“Two people entered the manor,” Charles said.

His telepathic abilities cover the entire manor; he can sense anyone stepping into the manor instantly, making it more effective than any camera.

"who?"

"They were CIA agents, and Mora was among them."

Du Mu chuckled and said, "It seems the government has taken action. What is their purpose in coming here?"

"They were sent to make initial contact with us, and they were very friendly."

Charles spoke with satisfaction, for establishing communication with humanity was exactly what he had hoped for.

At this moment, he paused, "Wait, it seems Mora has received an additional mission."

Du Mu asked curiously, "What kind of mission?"

"She was assigned by her superiors to use her honey trap on you."

Charles's face turned completely green.

Du Mu: "."

Just as Charles had sensed, Mora and the man soon made a formal visit, expressing the CIA's desire to communicate with Du Mu.

Du Mu readily agreed, while Charles insisted on following closely behind, ostensibly to help Du Mu out of his fear of being deceived, and to keep an eye on the two CIA agents for Du Mu.

You're probably not here primarily to keep an eye on me, are you?

Du Mu was speechless for a moment, and then summoned Eric as well, since such an occasion naturally required someone to be in charge.

With Mora, an acquaintance, present, the atmosphere of the conversation was generally harmonious.

The core of the conversation revolved around three points from beginning to end.

Peace, peace, and more damn peace!
The Brotherhood has made it clear that they hope to live in peace with humanity and build bridges of cooperation. They will not provoke trouble, but if anyone provokes them, even Jesus cannot stop them!

The last line was spoken by Eric, who had a villainous look on his face, and it sounded perfectly natural coming out of the speaker.

Charles plays the role of the "good cop," advocating pacifism, but if the other side doesn't talk about peace, then it's up to Eric to negotiate.

The man thought to himself that this was troublesome; the harmonious atmosphere within the Brotherhood was undoubtedly bad news for them.

This proves that the Brotherhood is an inverted iron barrel, almost impossible to break apart from within, and can only be destroyed by external forces, which comes at the greatest cost.

Regardless of what the man thought, Mora said solemnly, "I will convey your wishes to my superiors. However, the CIA also hopes that both sides can coexist peacefully and avoid unnecessary conflict."

Du Mu chuckled and said, "Of course. Besides, I'm still a member of the CIA, and I haven't officially resigned yet."

"For this reason, if the CIA ever needs any help in the future, such as capturing particularly difficult fugitives, just come to us. We have a lot of professionals here, and as long as the compensation is right, everything is negotiable."

"Then it's settled!"

Mora's eyes lit up. With the assistance of the mutant team, many of the CIA's difficult missions would indeed be much easier.

After the meeting, the male agent drove away alone, while Mora, as an acquaintance and former comrade-in-arms, naturally stayed, since she still had her own bed there.

However, Charles sensed something amiss and, fearing a trap, took Mora back to his room to test her abilities himself. Du Mu scoffed at Charles's behavior.

This is the time to focus on your career, yet all you care about are these matters of men and women. I, Du Mu, am ashamed to associate with someone like you!

Having failed to seduce him, he returned to his room looking dejected, took a shower, and went to bed to rest.

Suddenly, he heard the door open and saw Emma, ​​dressed as a secretary, walk in.

Emma has started randomly refreshing again!

"What's the matter?" Du Mu asked in surprise.

"Have you forgotten? I am now your secretary, and I am here to report to you."

Emma walked to the bedside, sat down skillfully, brushed her hair aside, revealing her exceptional modeling skills.

"Do we have to report this late?"

"Of course, reporting is something a secretary has to do every day."

"Then why did you remove your equipment when you were reporting on your work?"

Du Mu squinted, the holy light in front of him was too dazzling, so he quickly reached out to cover it, but he couldn't completely cover it, and a small part of the holy light still showed through.

"Of course, it's for the convenience of reporting work."

"Don't say that, I'm a man focused on my career now."

"Coincidentally, my name is 'Career'."

And so, Du Mu devoted himself to his work every morning and evening, and time flew by unnoticed.

During this period, Charles founded Xavier's Academy for Gifted Youngsters, which specifically accepts mutant teenagers and has the dual attributes of an educational institution and a superpower training base, and officially began recruiting students.

Some members of the fraternity also joined the college, serving as teachers or in other positions.

Of course, not everyone is suited for these jobs.

Someone like Eric, who has received almost no formal education and whose mind has not been contaminated by knowledge, is not fit to be a teacher.

So Du Mu simply arranged for him to enter the academy, making him one of the first students at the Xavier Academy for Gifted Youngsters.

Eric: (ω)?

I just personally dealt with Sebastian Shaw and prevented a nuclear war from breaking out, and now you want me to be a student?
And he was Charles's student?

Is this reasonable?!
Du Mu kindly advised, "Old Magneto, look at you. You've turned a perfectly good Magneto into an Iron Man. One of the four fundamental forces, all you do all day is lift iron and move steel. This is the consequence of not studying."

Eric was somewhat embarrassed, but still firmly disagreed.

If word got out that he, an adult, was studying with a bunch of little kids, especially if Charles found out, wouldn't he be laughed at for the rest of his life?

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! I could never be Charles's student in my entire life!"

"If you agree to enroll, this helmet is yours."

Du Mu took out Sebastian's helmet.

He knew Eric had wanted it for a long time. Anyway, he already had the Stupid Ring and didn't need this thing. Besides, the helmet was in the way, and the ring was much more convenient.

"Uh"

Eric was clearly wavering.

He desperately wanted the helmet, not for any other reason than to shield himself from Charles's telepathy.

He lost every time he played chess with Charles, and he strongly suspected that the shameless guy was cheating, but he never had any concrete evidence.

Most importantly, he didn't want to end up like Sebastian, controlled by a telepath, unable to use his powerful abilities, and ultimately dying a miserable death.

This is not unfounded worry, but rather a precautionary measure!

Du Mu pressed his advantage, lowering his voice to add, "Old Wan, you don't want to be forced by Old Cha to do a pole dance in public one day, do you?"

"Okay, I'll enroll!"

Eric gritted his teeth, took the helmet, and put it on.

A few seconds later, he noticed something was wrong. He ran his fingers over the sides of the helmet and asked in surprise, "Why are there straps and buckles on this?"

Du Mu explained, "I put this on on purpose. Don't forget how Sebastian died. We can't make the same mistake again."

Eric thought it made sense, so he tightened the straps and fastened the buckles securely.

The once imposing helmet has been transformed into a safety helmet in the blink of an eye. Even now, he looks perfectly at ease riding a motorcycle. If it were painted yellow, he could go straight to a construction site to carry bricks.

Of course, Du Mu would not allow someone as talented as Eric to remain at the academy as an ordinary student.

Du Mu created a new department called the Brotherhood, a combat department of the Brotherhood. Its motto was "Nothing is true, everything is permitted," which didn't have much profound meaning; it was just something that sounded sophisticated.

Eric is the head of the Brotherhood, a department that mostly selects members with strong combat abilities or tough personalities, the kind who will rush into battle whenever the guild encounters an enemy.

Therefore, Du Mu specially asked Hank to make a new one, modeled after his own hidden blade, and give it to Eric.

Eric asked, somewhat surprised, "What is this?"

Du Mu explained, "The hidden blade is the token of our sect's leader, which is perfect for you, an assassin, to use as a weapon."

Eric: "."

I'll say it again, I'm not an assassin!
Later, Du Mu used the Brothers' Gate as a template to create the Sisters' Gate and the Family Gate.

The Sisterhood replaced the original sorority, with Raven as its head. The members of the Sisterhood are all women, and they only accept mutants who identify as female both physically and psychologically.

Charles was appointed as the Minister of the Family, mainly responsible for recruiting new members. The slogan was that all members who join the guild are family.

The remaining members were also assigned to these three departments based on their individual characteristics, with only Darwin's position left vacant.

Darwin asked in bewilderment, "Mr. Du Mu, what should I do?"

Du Mu smiled mysteriously: "Don't worry, you have more important work to do."

Upon hearing this, Darwin's eyes lit up.

Ever since he was recruited into the Brotherhood by Du Mu, he vowed to change his destiny and become the master of his own destiny.

He believed that he was destined to shoulder greater responsibilities and would no longer be just an ordinary taxi driver!
Darwin asked excitedly, "Great! What exactly is my job?"

"Be my personal driver."

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(End of this chapter)