Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

Wisps of smoke still rose from the charred grass, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of high-energy rays burning.

In the dead silence, Peter took steps toward Jean Grey, who was slumped on the ground.

At this moment, Jean's eyes were filled with fear. Faced with Peter, a monster that could not be measured by common sense, she could only desperately push off the ground with her feet and keep retreating.

Seemingly noticing the awkward atmosphere, Cyclops hesitated for a moment before finally forcing himself to stand in front of Peter, despite his discomfort.

But before he could do anything, Peter's eyes had already swept over them.

Conqueror's Haki!

Before he could even open his eyes, Cyclops passed out on the spot without even uttering a groan.

Having overcome this final obstacle, Peter approached Jean Grey, who had nowhere left to retreat.

"Don't come any closer!"

Almost instinctively, Jean once again mobilized her mental power to try to push Peter away.

But Peter's hand ignored this fragile barrier, grasping her wrist with precision as if passing through water, and pinning her against the wall in a "wall slam" position.

The moment their skin touched, Qin trembled all over and could only resign herself to closing her eyes, tears even clinging to her long eyelashes.

Seeing her innocent, delicate appearance, as if she were about to be ruined.

Peter suddenly found it a little funny, so he just stood there quietly, almost face to face, looking at her.

One second, three seconds, five seconds... half a minute.

A full half minute passed, but the humiliating and painful scenes I had imagined did not occur.

Qin opened her eyes in disbelief, only to be met with a handsome face that looked rather irritating with its smile.

"What are you expecting?" Peter asked Jean Grey, feigning ignorance.

Qin, who is only 16 years old, has never seen such a scene before. Her round face turned so red that it was almost bleeding. She didn't dare to speak or even look at Peter.

Tsk~

Upon seeing this, Peter couldn't help but purse his lips.

How boring!

If he had just awakened his past life memories, he would find it incredibly fun to play around with Gwen like this.

But now, Qin's reaction was rather uninteresting to him.

Just as he was thinking this, a green light suddenly shone from the watch face on Peter's left wrist.

Peter looked down and was astonished to find that Jean Grey's mutant genes had been successfully collected.

[DNA sample successfully acquired: Omega-level mutant]

Peter stared at the semi-transparent panel that appeared in his field of vision, his brow furrowing almost imperceptibly.

The information flowing back from the panel and into his mind told him that he had not obtained what he truly desired—the Phoenix Force itself.

What he has now is only Jean's own mutant talent—an ability that is highly similar to, yet subtly different from, that of the Invisible Woman, Susan (who can become invisible through light, while Jean can use telepathy).

Tsk~

This made Peter unconsciously frown.

He had initially thought that this acquisition would be like his previous collection of the Fantastic Four's genes, allowing him to directly gain their abilities, but it now seemed that this was not the case.

But that makes sense, since the Fantastic Four had their bodies altered by Galactus's cosmic radiation, which is essentially a genetic modification.

Jean Grey, however, is different.

She is essentially just an Omega-level mutant.

It's just that the Phoenix Force had a special fondness for her, so it injected a portion of its primordial power into her body before she was born.

So... in essence, I only gained Jean's superpowers and... the ability to attract the Phoenix Force?

What's this? I wanted a drink of water and ended up with... a water bottle?

Judging from this situation, I can't leave this world prematurely.

[It's estimated that we'll only have a chance to claim this power for ourselves when the Apocalypse storyline reaches its conclusion and Jean herself unleashes the Phoenix Force.]

With this thought in mind, Peter already had a complete plan in his heart.

Ignoring Jean Grey, who was still recovering from her shyness, Peter used Shave to teleport in front of the man slumped in the wheelchair.

Charles Xavier leaned back in his chair, the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth making him look disheveled, but he still tried to maintain his composure, his azure eyes filled with vigilance and scrutiny.

Peter ignored Professor X's scrutinizing gaze, walked casually to the wheelchair, looked down at him, and said:

"I will be living here from now on."

He used a statement of fact, clearly leaving no room for negotiation.

Before Charles could respond, Beast Hank had already struggled to his feet, dragging a clearly injured leg, and stood like a blue wall of flesh, blocking the wheelchair.

"F*** you, you're not welcome here, monster!" Hank roared, baring his sharp fangs and assuming a defensive stance.

"Ha~ You look like someone else, yet you accuse me of being a monster? 666, you've really mastered the art of double standards~"

Peter made a sarcastic remark, leaving the Beast speechless, before turning his attention back to Professor X.

The professor took a deep breath, but still raised his slightly trembling right hand and placed it on Hank's muscular shoulder.

"Hank, step back." Charles's voice was hoarse, yet carried an unyielding authority.

"Professor!" Hank turned around, his eyes filled with resentment.

"He almost killed the shockwave!"

"Step back." Charles emphasized, his eyes signaling him not to make a pointless sacrifice.

Hank's tense muscles slowly relaxed. He reluctantly retracted his claws and took a very slow step back to the side, but his eyes were still fixed on Peter like a cheetah.

Charles braced himself on the armrests, tried to sit up straight, and smiled at Peter as he spoke:

"Xavier Academy for Gifted Youngsters... has always been committed to peaceful coexistence between humans and mutants, so we certainly welcome anyone, including lost travelers, provided that you do not harm other people in the academy without cause."

He paused, then finally spoke with a hint of bitterness:

"We did make mistakes today, and please allow me, as the dean of the academy, to apologize to you on behalf of these children, sir!"

Upon hearing this, Cyclops, Beast, and Phoenix, who were standing nearby, all seemed to be questioning the meaning of life.

We were the ones who were beaten! And now we have to apologize to the perpetrators?

Is there no law anymore? Is there no justice left?

Peter took in the resentful looks from the others, and after a moment, he suddenly smiled with satisfaction:

"Very good, kid, now you've broadened your path!"

"I like guys with a broad perspective, so I can do you a small favor by covering your accommodation expenses."

As he spoke, Peter immediately lifted his foot and walked towards the shockwave.