Black-robed Superman from a certain American comic book

"Humph."

Upon hearing the woman's words of advice, the middle-aged man simply smiled and left his daughter and the woman with a strong back view.

“Mr. Jupiter, I must warn you, this is Magneto’s destined tribulation. Only by losing something can one truly appreciate its value. What you are doing is interfering in Magneto’s fate, which could potentially lead to the collapse of the entire universe…”

The elusive bald man reappeared beside Jupiter, his brow furrowed, and gave Jupiter some instructions.

"Shut up, bald guy. From the moment I showed up here, everyone's fate was already shattered."

Jupiter covered the bald man's mouth with a blanket and spoke earnestly.

"Well……"

"But I still want to remind you that both people and the world will eventually die..."

"I meant death. You should understand what I mean, right?! You were originally quite well-regarded by her, but this incident will definitely lower her opinion of you..."

The bald man kept emphasizing the word "death" in front of Jupiter.

"..."

Jupiter understood what the bald man was talking about. After a moment of silence, he decided to quicken his pace. He was still too weak. He needed to be strong enough to be a single person to have any weight on the big boss's chessboard.

"In short, let's finish up what I have on hand first."

Jupiter shook his head, deciding to stop thinking about those big shots and focus on finishing what he was doing.

"..."

Just as Jupiter was talking to the bald man, Psylocke and the angel stared wide-eyed.

What did they see? Their leader was talking to himself in the air?

WTF?! Could it be that the boss has developed schizophrenia?!

"I've finished taking care of my business."

Just as Psylocke and the angel were looking at Jupiter with considerable unease, the middle-aged man with a beard walked up to them.

"Welcome to our team, the famous Magneto, Erik Lansheer!"

Jupiter extended his hand to Magneto, Erik Lansher, one of the talents Jupiter valued most. Magneto possessed intelligence, ambition, and a strong sense of responsibility towards his people, all qualities Jupiter sought.

"Like I said before, you saved my family, and I will serve you."

Eric Lansher faced Jupiter and spoke earnestly and solemnly.

What should we do next?

Eric Lansher asked Jupiter.

"Find your good friend, Professor X, Charles Francis Xavier."

Jupiter patted Eric Lansher on the shoulder and spoke softly.

"Find Charles? Why?"

Eric Lansher became quite excited when he heard that Jupiter's target was Charles.

"Don't get agitated, Eric. I mean no harm."

Jupiter shook his head after hearing Eric Lansher's words.

"I'm talking to Charles because I want to have a serious talk with him about something."

Jupiter spoke in a gentle tone.

"What is it?"

Eric Lansher asked, still seemingly a little uneasy.

"Let's talk about the future of this planet."

"Eric, don't you think human evolution is too slow? Let's give them a hand! Let's evolve everyone in the world into mutants."

Jupiter smiled slightly at Eric Lansher.

"To evolve all of humanity in the world into mutants?"

Eric Lansher's eyes widened upon hearing Jupiter's words. What an insane idea!

"The fundamental reason why mutants are persecuted and feared by humans is jealousy."

"It's jealousy that makes people turn their knives on the mutants around them. All we need to do is add fuel to the fire and extinguish that jealousy."

Jupiter stood before Eric Lansheer, the angel, Psylocke, and Storm, and spoke with great passion.

However, Jupiter didn't say everything. The reason mutants are feared by ordinary people isn't just because of jealousy, but more so because of the instability of their abilities. In Jupiter's view, mutants below Beta level (Level 4) are considered evolutionary failures. Epsilon level (Level 1) or Delta level (Level 2) mutants are alright; they may be ugly, but they don't have much power. Once they awaken, it's not a big problem; ordinary people can handle them. Some even awaken without realizing it, and those around them are generally unaware. The most troublesome are Gamma level (Level 3) mutants. They possess immense power but cannot control it. Once awakened, it often means that an entire street, down to a few people they come into contact with, will be completely destroyed by their out-of-control abilities…

This is the fundamental reason why ordinary people ultimately hate mutants so much.

But that's not important. What's important is that Jupiter wants to make these people feel empathy.

"Yes! Jealousy is the original sin. We are clearly at a higher level of evolution, and we are the true masters of this planet."

Eric Lansher clenched his fists, his heart burning with anger at the thought of the persecution his people had suffered.

"You're right."

Jupiter waved his hand, and suddenly a purple light shone on everyone. The next second, they appeared in the concentration camp where Eric had been initially imprisoned.

"here it is…"

Eric Lansher looked around at everything, countless images flashing through his mind: his mother's death and the various atrocities he had suffered, all burning with rage in his heart.

"Now is the time for this planet to feel the spectacle."

As Jupiter spoke, golden light emanated from his body as he activated Eric Lansheer's abilities.

"what!!"

Eric Lansher roared, his mind suddenly flashing through countless ways of using magnetism. Jupiter had to tell Eric that he manipulated magnetism, not metal.

"This conviction about your race and your anger toward the perpetrators will guide you to become stronger."

Jupiter's voice guided Eric Lansheer, urging him to develop his formidable power to the fullest extent possible.

"boom!"

Guided by Jupiter, all the buildings around Eric Lansheer rose from the ground and floated into the air, with countless metal objects floating, tumbling, and dancing in the air.

"Oh my God……"

Around Eric, Angel and Psylocke stared wide-eyed at the earth-shaking, apocalyptic scene. This sight was far more shocking than Jupiter's micro-management skills.

"Welcome back, Magneto."

As Jupiter spoke, he waved his hands, and Magneto's iconic helmet appeared in Jupiter's hands.

"Thank you."

Eric thanked Jupiter and took the helmet from him, putting it on his head.

The moment the helmet was put on, the famous Magneto had returned.

"Just change your clothes a little."

Seeing the group's disheveled appearance, Jupiter waved his hand again, and instantly they were draped in magnificent suits of armor, transforming them from wretched figures into dashing knights.

"magic?!"

The crowd looked at the armor on their bodies and exclaimed in amazement.

"Now, it's time to have a proper talk with Charles."

Jupiter looked with satisfaction at the impeccably dressed demolition team leader, Eric Lansheer, and the others. With a thought, a portal slowly appeared beside them.

"Let's set off, everyone."

As Jupiter spoke, he stepped into the portal first.

"go!"

The other three followed Jupiter into the portal without hesitation.

"The time traveler has finally gathered his four knights. Now he will lead them in a life-or-death battle against the protagonists of this world. We will continue to watch from my perspective..."

After Jupiter and the others left, the bald man started talking again, and it was unclear who he was telling his story to.

"call out!"

"bump……"

Just as the bald man was muttering to himself, a soda can was thrown out of the portal and landed directly on his big head...

Bald man: "..."

Xavier Academy for Gifted Youngsters...

"The strength of our abilities depends on the inner strength of each of us. All we need to do is believe in ourselves."

Inside that enormous castle, a middle-aged man with flowing hair, sitting in a wheelchair, was giving a lecture to his students.

The moment the man opened his mouth, he was already spouting superstition...

"Buzz!"

Just as the middle-aged man in the wheelchair was about to continue his explanation of idealism, a purple light portal appeared in the empty space of the classroom. The next second, several figures appeared in the room without warning.

"Eric?!"

The middle-aged man's expression changed when he saw the face among the five people who had suddenly arrived—a face that was extremely familiar to him.

“Charles.”

Eric Lansher looked at the handsome middle-aged man in front of him and nodded slightly.

"They are..."

Charles sensed a subtle tension in the atmosphere, especially seeing how fully armed the men were, and the subtle aura emanating from Eric Lansheer, which gave Charles an even greater sense of danger than before.

"In any case, Dr. Charles, please stand up and speak first."

Jupiter looked at Charles and spoke first.

"..."

Charles's face fell instantly after hearing Jupiter's words. He looked at the wheelchair beneath him, then at the tall, serious man in front of him who had made him stand up to speak. He just wanted to ask, "Are you really being polite?"