After about twenty minutes of meeting and chatting, Luke had a deeper understanding of Charles in front of him.

His conversations and behavior were all trying to imitate the adults.

With that stern and serious tone, meticulous hair, bow tie and suit.

Involuntarily, Luke will remind "Little Sheldon" - an annoying sperm with a severe cleanliness and an equally smart mind.

The young Charles closely coincides with the other party in terms of image.

"Mr. Principal, the main reason I want to be a part of this academy is that I need to find some companions and respect you."

When he heard Luke ask about the reasons for signing up, Charles seemed to have already written a draft and answered seriously: "I discovered my uniqueness when I was eight years old."

"It was one night, and I felt a little scared because of the stage play Zorro that I could watch at night."

"Those dark shadows, like monsters like bats, scared me."

Luke's mouth twitched for a moment, and this plot seemed familiar.

In the dark universe next door, every time I mention "Zorro" and watch the performance.

There will inevitably be a dark alley, a gun-carrying bandit, a falling pearl necklace, and... an orphan who has lost his parents.

This classic drama is repeated several times almost every once in a while.

If Erskine affected Steve Rogers' life, that cave in the Middle East changed Tony Stark.

That alley located in Gotham is probably Batman's lifelong nightmare.

"I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so I pushed the bedroom door and stood in the corridor."

"Then, I heard my parents quarrel—the feeling was wonderful. It was clearly through a wall and a thick door, but I could hear their conversation clearly."

"It's not just a conversation! There are also complaints they kept in their hearts and didn't say."

"I'm like an out-of-control radio, receiving all the information from the outside world."

"Those messy sounds, dark, or terrible thoughts, filled my head."

"After that, I had a high fever for two days."

Charles's little face showed a look of memory.

His innate ability suddenly awakened and appeared quietly.

"You haven't told anyone else?"

Luke crossed his hands and supported his chin.

His tone was normal, but sometimes he would feel unconsciously venting, as if he was patient.

Charles, who has a keen observation ability, discovered this.

But he did not take it to heart, but continued, "No, Mr. Principal."

"This is my own secret. I dare not tell anyone that I will be taken to the hospital or receive some terrible treatment."

A hint of fear appeared in Charles' eyes.

Although he is much more mature than his peers, he is just a child after all.

Faced with sudden accidents and unpredictable futures, you will still feel scared.

So, he chose to hide it.

"You're doing it right, Charles."

Luke nodded in agreement.

The face covered with both hands twitched slightly a few times.

The expression also became weird, as if it was suffering from some kind of stimulation.

He underestimated the White Queen, the flexible tongue that the other party could tie the cherry pole into knots was not something that ordinary people could bear.

My own joystick is like the ceramic artwork touched by the heroine in the movie "The Love of Man and Ghost".

Sliding, high-speed friction, fancy rotation...

If Luke had not had great perseverance, he would have been unable to withstand such extreme "torture".

"I once thought that I was the only one in this world who could listen to others' voices and read other people's thinking."

Charles spoke a little emotionally, and did not take into account the wrong thing, and turned his head and looked at his sister who was dazed and wandering outside the sky.

"Fortunately, I met Riven, which made me realize that I was not unique, but also had fellow compatriots similar to me."

"Since then, I've been paying special attention to the news about mutants."

"I was moved until I heard your speech by Mr. Principal, and my interpretation of freedom, equality, and human rights."

Charles's little face was full of sincerity, his eyes were shining with brilliance, which was a feeling called "worship".

"So you bravely confessed your mutant identity to your parents and became the first student in this academy...you are a good kid, Charles."

Luke was silent for a few seconds, leaned forward, and smiled and said, "You are very talented and have outstanding abilities, and you will have a bright future."

"However, before tapping your potential, you must first face yourself and accept yourself."

"Charles, you don't have to be nervous about your identity and worry about being strangely looked at by others."

"The mutant talent is not a terrible curse, a painful disease - at least for you, not."

"It is the wings that make people get rid of the ordinary and fly to the clouds, and it is also the key to open the door to evolution, allowing you to look at the world from a different perspective."

Luke opened his mouth and was full of steaming chicken soup for the soul, completely in the role of "life mentor".

"But, Mr. Principal, humans will be afraid of things that they do not understand enough."

Charles hesitated. He had been hiding his talents and abilities before, for fear of being discovered by others.

"If we stand in front of the stage and appear in the public eye, will it arouse their vigilance, disgust, and lead to violent conflict?"

I have to say that Charles is indeed a precocious child.

At his age, he was able to think of racial disputes and survival contradictions through the two camps of humans and mutants, which was much beyond his peers.

"Now it shows the qualities of conservatives and moderates."

Luke smiled slightly, leaned forward, and leaned back slightly.

The tight face also relaxed a little.

Hide your abilities, ensure harmony with human beings, and avoid violent conflicts...

These are the guiding ideology of the bald professor.

But he didn't quite agree.

"We cannot just see the disadvantages in everything, Charles. We must learn to look at problems, living space, and racial disputes dialectically, these are internal contradictions."

"If you want to resolve it, you must divert your attention through external contradictions."

"Maybe decades later, our footprints are not limited to land, oceans and sky."

Luke said meaningfully that every time a major event occurs, it is a cosmic crisis at the lowest point.

The earth is a special planet. It is the origin of the ancient gods and is also secretly coveted by the dimensional demon gods.

Every cosmic turmoil must start from it or eventually affect it.

Luke is not a passive person, he likes to take the initiative.

Sooner or later, human beings will go out, and then problems such as living space and racial disputes will gradually disappear and become a footnote to history.

At that time, the countries and people on this planet will need to face the three major empires of the Milky Way, the Elder of the Universe, and Thanos...

They will soon understand their insignificance, and they will also know that internal friction is meaningless.

"I understand, Mr. Principal."

Charles seemed to have realized it suddenly and nodded heavily.

All internal contradictions can be transferred through external contradictions.

Compared with the malicious alien race, mutants seem insignificant.

But where are the aliens?

"There will be an answer to you in the future."

Facing Charles' doubts, Luke showed a mysterious smile.

However, his smile froze immediately.

The strong suction force like a water pump is simply wrapped around a person's soul.

"There's nothing else, you can go out."

Luke's pronunciation is clear and his pronunciation is very slow.

Charles took his sister out of the office. Before closing the door, he looked at the principal who held the wide table with his hands.

"Riwen, do you think... Mr. Principal, his expression seems to be painful?"
To be continued...