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Chapter 113 Green Goblin Suit Freedom
The days that followed were exceptionally peaceful.

Charles used a brainwave enhancer to continuously search for mutant youths in need of help, recruited them into Xavier's Academy for Gifted Youngsters, provided them with education and training, and dedicated himself to shaping them into well-rounded mutants with excellent character and academic performance.

While these mutant youths are not nearly as powerful as Charles and Eric, they each possess unique abilities and have promising futures, making them worthy of being included in the fraternity's list of potential interns.

In addition, the college specially recruited an older youth who was a full twelve years older than the other students, but whose knowledge level was the lowest, making him a key focus.

However, rumors have circulated that this student was admitted through connections and that he got in by using back channels.

In response, Charles made a serious statement at a school meeting, emphasizing that the college must never encourage sycophancy and that all students must be treated equally.

Punish those who deserve it, and do the homework that needs to be done. If a paper is required to be 10,000 words, you should not write only 9,999 words.

He further added that students must greet teachers and the principal, and their attire must be standardized; for example, they cannot wear helmets to class, play chess, or meet the principal.
Eric: "."

You might as well just give me your ID card.

After Eric, a group of mutant youths and older youths, enrolled, Du Mu also received a system notification.

[Task 'Establish X Academy' Completed]

[Rewards: 3000 EXP, 3 Anchor Point Fragments, 'Gliding Wheelchair' equipment, 'Black Jade Rejuvenating Ointment']

[Equipment: Gliding wheelchair (a high-tech motorized vehicle capable of drifting and low-altitude flight, with a top speed of 600 km/h; equipped with a rudimentary artificial intelligence system, which automatically deploys an energy shield upon being attacked, effectively resisting missile-level impacts)]

[Item: Black Jade Leg-Mending Ointment (A unique secret medicine of the Vajra Sect, capable of easily healing even bone fragments, so you no longer have to worry about your legs being broken by the steward)]

With the addition of Eric, a powerful mutant, the overall quality of the students has significantly improved, and the rewards for completing tasks have become much more generous.

Unfortunately, most of the other members of the fraternity were past school age and unwilling to return to school, unlike Eric who could be easily replaced by a helmet. As for Charles, he was already the principal and it was even less likely that he would enroll as a student.

"This gliding wheelchair has good attributes, but it's not very useful to me."

Du Mu shook his head. His BT not only had all the functions of the gliding wheelchair, but also had superior performance, making it somewhat of a gimmick.

After thinking about it, he decided to give the equipment to Charles.

Although Charles's telepathic abilities are extremely powerful, he has a fatal weakness: his body is too fragile, and a single bullet can easily kill him.

Du Mu knew he would have to leave this instance sooner or later, at which point the burden of the Brotherhood would fall entirely on Charles's shoulders. If Charles were to meet with misfortune, the Brotherhood would likely fall apart in an instant.

This was not just a wild guess on his part.

Putting everything else aside, Charles's good friend Eric would definitely turn completely evil the moment he learns that Charles is in trouble.

Then he'll shout that it's all the world's fault, that he's going to create a world with Charles, and then raise the banner of mutants to attack humanity.

Therefore, Charles's safety is of utmost importance, both for his abilities and for his influence on the other members.

This gliding wheelchair has excellent life-saving capabilities, making it perfect for a fragile support like Charles.

Whether Charles is willing to sit in a wheelchair is not within Du Mu's consideration. At worst, he would break Charles's legs and make him obediently sit in a wheelchair.

There was no other way; it was all for Charles's safety.

Du Mu didn't need to pay too much attention to the affairs of the fraternity and the college; he could leave everything to Charles.

With Emma's assistance, he has gradually taken over the resources of the Hellfire Club and personally met with various powerful figures who have close ties with the Hellfire Club, using Red Devil's Didi Chuxing service.

Just as Emma said, these powerful figures did not show much fluctuation after learning that the Hellfire Club had changed hands. On the contrary, they treated Du Mu, the new Black Emperor, with great courtesy and tried to make a good impression so that it would be easier to curry favor with him in the future.

It is worth mentioning that Du Mu always wore a magic mask when he appeared in public, never showing his true face.

Upon seeing his appearance, the powerful and wealthy immediately concluded that this new Black King was an even more ruthless and evil character than Sebastian, and their previously restless thoughts vanished.

However, there are always a few stubborn fools who insist on courting death.

But the next day, all of them were shot more than a dozen times in the back and were ultimately ruled as suicides.

After winning over these powerful figures, Du Mu handed over the day-to-day management of the Hellfire Club to Emma, ​​becoming a hands-off manager himself.

So now it's Emma's turn to focus on her career during the day, and Du Mu's turn to focus on his career at night.

Emma finally couldn't hold back any longer and said angrily, "You are the Black King of Hellfire, how come I have to do all the work by myself!"

Du Mu spread his hands: "If being a boss means working yourself to death, then what's the point of being a boss?"

Emma was speechless, so angry that she gritted her teeth and vowed to make Du Mu experience what it meant to work himself to death tonight.

The next morning, she struggled to get out of bed, her body aching all over, and dragged her exhausted body to handle various affairs of the Hellfire Club, experiencing firsthand what it truly meant to be completely worn out.

Of course, Du Mu did not completely abandon the Hellfire Club.

He gave Emma a batch of documents for her to use in developing the club's businesses.

These materials are all scientific and medical research findings that Du Mu obtained during his previous missions.

While not as cutting-edge as the Iron Man armor or the Green Goblin suit, it is undoubtedly a groundbreaking product for this era, with its technological level far exceeding that of most scientific research achievements on the market.

Emma was both surprised and delighted.

She was well aware of the immense value of these materials.

With these, Hellfire Club's business will definitely be elevated to a higher level.

Emma has now come to a complete understanding: since the path of violent rule over the world is not feasible, then secretly manipulating the world through money and power is not out of the question.

Just as Du Mu told her, as long as mutants become capitalists and infiltrate the very foundation of a nation, then humanity will inevitably become their slaves.

Moreover, this method will not be hindered by any parties; on the contrary, some humans will actively seek cooperation. When other humans want to kill them, these humans will be the first to disagree.

Du Mu wasn't just making things up. It's like how a race that wasn't defeated by the mustache gradually gained control of the discourse in America.

"By the way, where did Sebastian get that helmet?" Du Mu asked abruptly.

Emma replied, "It was provided by the Red Bears. They needed Sebastian's assistance in fighting the Americans, and when they heard that there was a mutant with telepathic abilities in the opposing camp, they specially made that helmet for him."

"Try to contact Red Bear's connections and see if you can get some raw materials or technical data for the helmets. If you can't, try to find out where those things are."

Du Mu felt that this material, which could isolate telepathic abilities, was of great strategic value. If it could be mass-produced and manufactured, dealing with telepaths would be a piece of cake.

"Ok."

Du Mu suddenly remembered his promise to Hank and instructed, "There's one more thing. Gather a batch of the most advanced scientific research equipment and form a professional research team, and send them all to Hank's laboratory to assist him in his work." Emma knew what Hank was researching and hesitated, "The members of the research team are all human. I'm worried that they might leak our classified information."

The so-called classified information is actually their mutant identities and the cutting-edge technology that Hank is researching.

In her view, even though these researchers are currently employed by them, it is ultimately difficult to fully trust humans, and the consequences would be unimaginable if their intelligence were leaked.

Du Mu waved his hand: "It's alright, just have them sign a confidentiality agreement before they start working."

Emma still had some concerns: "But confidentiality agreements are not necessarily completely safe. Humans are treacherous and greedy, and they may betray us even if we sign a confidentiality agreement."

Who are you cursing here?

Du Mu glanced at Emma. If he wasn't certain that he had concealed his identity well enough, he would have suspected that she was making veiled accusations.

He slowly said, "This agreement clearly stipulates that they voluntarily participate in a highly confidential experiment. To ensure strict confidentiality, we will use high-tech memory separation technology. Once they leave the laboratory, all their memories related to the research will be temporarily blocked and will only be restored when they return to the laboratory."

Emma was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then a look of realization flashed in her eyes.

She immediately realized that the so-called high-tech memory separation was just a facade. In reality, Charles used his telepathic abilities to temporarily seal the relevant memories when they left work each day, and then restore them when they returned to work the next day.

Emma exclaimed in surprise, "You can actually play like that?"

"That's called superpowers changing lives."

Du Mu smiled slightly, shook his head and sighed, "Actually, my initial plan was to directly block all their memories of working, so that we wouldn't have to pay their wages, but unfortunately Charles was unwilling."

Emma: "."

I take back what I just said. You are more treacherous and cunning than humans, and insatiable!

Despite her inner grumbling, Emma quickly arranged for manpower to push the project forward and recruited a group of qualified researchers.

When these people heard this, they were shocked to hear that such a good thing was happening!
They were relieved of the tedium of daily work and could receive generous rewards. What was the difference between this and getting something for free? So they all signed the contracts without hesitation.

And so we witnessed this scene: the researchers went to work happily, but the moment they stepped into the laboratory, they instantly became like walking corpses, filled with more resentment than the Evil Sword Immortal had absorbed back then.

Inspired by the idea that superpowers can change lives, Du Mu decided to also place Eric in Hank's laboratory, since it would be a waste not to use his abilities for blacksmithing.

With the assistance of a professional R&D team and Eric's capabilities, Hank's research progressed rapidly.

Soon, the laboratory began mass production of the new generation of Green Goblin armor and replica Green Goblin gliders, truly realizing the freedom of the Green Goblin suit.

It's fortunate that Norman Osborn isn't in this world; otherwise, if he had seen this scene, he would have been furious on the spot, and even the evil Green Goblin would have had to cower in a corner and not dare to utter a sound.

However, Du Mu felt that the name "Green Demon Set" was not good, as it sounded like a bunch of goblins. So, he changed it to "Demon Set" to pay homage to the legendary hero Demon.

Nowadays, almost everyone in the Brotherhood has a Demon suit, and flight training has become a daily routine, except for Logan, of course.

That guy felt unwell as soon as he stepped onto the hang glider, and he would even vomit after flying for a while. Just imagine him vomiting in the air but still flying, it's enough to make your scalp tingle!
In addition, Hank has made significant progress in his research on the Whiplash Armor, and he has initially mastered the overall structure and drive technology of the Whiplash Armor.

However, the operating principle of the small arc reactor on the chest of the Whiplash Armor remains difficult to fully understand. Without the original design drawings, it is almost impossible to reproduce the complete structure and stable system of its energy core through reverse engineering alone.

Du Mu was not disappointed; Hank's research to this extent was already quite impressive.

After all, the miniature Arc Reactor is a core technological product of Tony Stark. Even in the era of the main server, it was a revolutionary energy technology barrier, and naturally it was not so easy to replicate.

However, while the Whiplash Armor cannot be manufactured, mechanical soldiers can be created.

Hank stated that some mechanical soldiers could be created using the technology of the Whiplash Armor. These soldiers would not require human pilots and could follow simple commands, but their performance would be far inferior to that of the Whiplash Armor.

"It's okay, just build it!"

Du Mu waved his hand dismissively, saying he had plenty of money and could do whatever he wanted!
Half a month later!

Du Mu and Charles stood in the shade of a large tree, gazing at the thriving Xavier's School of Thought.

Not far away, a dozen or so young mutants were laughing and playing on the lawn, their cheerful voices filled with youthful vigor and hope, which was very heartwarming to see.

Charles sighed softly, "It's so nice. I wish it could stay like this forever."

Du Mu curled his lip: "I told you before, don't make promises you can't keep. You didn't listen to me last time, and that's why you broke your leg."

At this moment, Charles was sitting in a silver-gray wheelchair, the very same gliding wheelchair that Du Mu had drawn earlier.

It happened to be Charles's birthday a while ago, so Du Mu took the opportunity to give him the gliding wheelchair as a gift.

Charles was initially reluctant, claiming that his legs were perfectly nimble and he didn't need the device at all. He even demonstrated the flexibility of his legs, but ended up breaking his leg unexpectedly.

What a coincidence! Du Mu's gift came in handy.

Du Mu: (..)
Charles: (ノ｀Д)ノ

But I must say, this wheelchair is really comfortable to sit in.

Now Charles, in his wheelchair, can speed faster than Du Mu drives a car, and he feels incredibly safe, as any harm can be blocked by his energy shield. He's even fallen in love with this feeling.

"Old Cha, I'm leaving," Du Mu suddenly said.

Charles was taken aback and asked in surprise, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to a rather far place, and it might be a while before I can come back."

Du Mu felt somewhat helpless.

During this period, he tried almost every possible way to trigger the mission, but to no avail.

Unfortunately, this world lacks a mission-issuing machine like Nick Fury, and there's simply no reliable way to obtain missions.

It's been N days since Nick Fred left, and I don't miss him!
But staying in this instance world indefinitely isn't a solution; he needs to return to the main server to continue the story.

Now that things have come to this, Du Mu has no choice but to settle the dungeon quest ahead of schedule.

Charles sensed the parting in his words, remained silent for a moment, and finally uttered only one sentence.

"come back earlier."

"Ook!"

(End of this chapter)