Setting up a b in Gotham City wasn’t a difficult task.
The Jang provided the funding, and Wayerprises hahe logistics. Anything he needed was easy to acquire—except for Vibranium, which was tightly trolled by Wakanda. Other than that, no matter how illegal or rare, nothing was truly out of rea Gotham.
Ohe b was set up, Reid tinued his role as Lex Luthor and got to work.
By now, he fully uood how his role-pying system differed from those in the novels he had read in his past life.
While the system granted progress pertages easily, the real challenge was pleting the character’s missions—not just staying in role.
That meant he didn’t have to be overly cautious about staying in character at all times. Breaking character might lower his progress, but the right as would quickly raise it again.
For example, if he could find a suitable superhuman to serve as Luthor’s rival, someone like Superman, his role py progress would soar.
Unfortunately, her the cards he possessed nor the current state of the Marvel world provided a suitable “Superman" to act as Luthor’s rival.
So for now, all Reid could do was focus on research.
Luthor was a genius, a stist. Research was a fual part of his life, and the same applied to his role-py. As long as Reid used Luthor’s identity to duct stific experiments or scheme eborate pns, his role-py progress would tio grow.
‘The only problem is that before pleting the character mission, I 't reach 100%.’
Ihe b, Reid let out a sigh, then reached for a vial of red serum from the equipment tray.
"It’s done. A serum that allows humans to gee and actively trol special energy."
A month had passed since Scott's attack. With Lex Luthor’s capabilities, Reid had pleted the serum's development within this time. He also received hat Norman and Otto were struggling and were about to seek iment. The timing couldn't be better.
"Harley, e with me. Joker, keep an eye on Gotham."
Ever since Harley barged into the bathroom to test the hardness of Scott’s skull, Reid realized how important it was to have a follower by his side.
At least until he had enough power, having a subordinate was still necessary.
Bringing Harley along, Reid set off for New York once again. This time, his goal was to pletely turn Os Industries into LexCorp.
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Westchester, Xavier's School fifted Youngsters.
"Charles, the gover officials have left."
In Charles Xavier’s office, Erik was no longer present. On the school grounds, fewer older mutants could be seen running around.
Because Erik had left.
Just as Reid predicted, Charles refused to recklessly wage war on human society.
Their goal wasn’t just the Uates—it was the entire world. He wanted a future where mutants ruled over humanity.
And right now, they hadn’t even fully uhe mutants within the U.S.
So, the mutants split.
The fa led by Erik opposed Charles' vision of peaceful coexisteh humans. They also openly admitted that Scott had been their vanguard in attag humanity.
A great battle erupted within the school, nearly destroying half of the mansion. Afterward, Erik left with his followers and officially established the Brotherhood of Mutants.
Meanwhile, Charles stayed behind, maintaining the image of a peace-seeking mutant as he begaiations with the U.S. gover, searg for a future where both sides could coexist.
Reid had predicted all of this.
Beyond the intelligence he had sharpened uhe influence of the Joker and Luthor, his true advantage y in his uanding of this world.
The development of the Marvel world followed a certain trajectory—possibly because the writers were running out of ideas a recyg cssic storylines.
But within the Marvel multiverse, this transted is naturally unfolding iermined ways with just a slight push in the right dire.
"I uand." A trace of exhaustion appeared on Charles' face.
When he learhat Scott had acted on his own and caused chaos in human society, Charles immediately distanced himself from Erik, keeping the majority of mutant forces under his trol while allowing Erik to take a smaller group and py the role of the vilin.
But the human gover wasn’t so easily fooled. They khings weren’t that simple.
Fortunately, the mutants had already gathered enough power to pose a real threat. The gover wouldn’t dare act against them so soon—Charles still had time.
"Raven, in a while, you’ll o fake your death. Then, go find Erik. His side is too weak and needs support."
"Uood."
Replied Raven, still wearing the guise of an elderly woman. But soon, this identity would "die of old age," allowio leave the school and join the Brotherhood under her true form.
"By the way, how is Jean doing now?" Charles asked about Jean's current situation.
The main reason he had decided to serve his strength was because of Jean. He could tell that it would take her some time to master her powers. Once she did, overthrowing humanity would be an effortless task.
"Jean... seems to be being more and more obsessed with that human man. Her room is filled with drawings of him based on her memories. Do you think this is really okay, Charles?"
Raven was ed that their greatest asset, Jean, might abandon their ideals due to her infatuation with a human man.
Charles, however, seemed fident.
"It's fine. oal isn't to eradicate humanity. I'll find time to talk to Jean and make sure she uands that only when mutants rule the world will she truly be able to be with the man she loves."
"I hope so."
Rave, and Charles sat alone, quietly in his chair.
Despite the ued turn of events, everything was still retively stable. Mutants were tinuing to move toward a brighter future, but for some reason, Charles couldn't shake a feeling of unease in his heart.
'It feels like something's been overlooked, but... what could it be?'
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At the same time, Reid had returo New York City with Harley and his research results.
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