There was only one word's difference between the X-Squad and the X-Men, but to Charles, and especially to Alex, Hank, and others, it was like a child growing into an adult.
Previously, the media had hyped them up, but except for Warren, Alex, Hank, Sean, and others had almost no actual combat experience.
Of course, Warren's experience was gained under Fang Yuan's protection, but he didn't know it himself, so it counted as real experience.
However, although the fledgling X-Men didn't have much practical experience, they weren't completely useless.
Charles's teaching was very effective, and Fang Yuan also offered many suggestions, allowing each of them to develop different abilities based on their strengths and take on different roles in the team.
Charles served as the ace support, responsible for intelligence and logistics, and his Telepathy could perfectly handle these tasks.
Hank was in charge of scientific research; the X-Men's uniforms and the X-Jet were all manufactured by Hank.
Incidentally, he also served as Professor X's bodyguard, protecting our support, and could even act as a tank when necessary.
Raven, needless to say, as Mystique, was practically cheating when it came to intelligence infiltration.
Eric and Alex were naturally the main attackers, specializing in demolition.
Yes, they even demolished their own home; Xavier's Mansion, which hadn't been extensively repaired in decades, didn't last long under their hands and needed to be reinforced again.
Banshee Sean's ability was sound waves; with Professor X's help, he learned to fly using sound waves and use sonar for positioning.
Banshee was a support on the battlefield, especially when paired with Alex for combination attacks, he could use sonar for positioning from the sky and then fire laser beams, the main point being unbridled recklessness.
Fang Yuan had watched their drills, and they were quite impressive.
He clapped his hands, calling everyone over, and gave orders like a big leader.
"Everyone get a good rest tonight; tomorrow is the day you truly become Superheroes. Prepare to embrace a brand new future!"
Fang Yuan didn't mention how important or difficult tomorrow's battle would be; Charles and Eric had already said plenty about that. He only needed to paint a picture for everyone and pump them up to boost their morale.
As a leader, painting a picture and pumping people up is an essential skill, especially since Fang Yuan was facing a group of Superheroes who were most susceptible to such rhetoric.
As expected, Alex, Sean, and others all showed expressions of anticipation, and much of their fear about the impending battle dissipated.
However, Raven was still a bit scared, so she ran to sleep with Fang Yuan that night, and it took Fang Yuan quite a while to comfort her.
Mystique fell into a deep sleep, but Fang Yuan did not; he was terrifyingly calm now, so much so that even if Socrates were here, Fang Yuan could debate with him.
With the big battle imminent, he was reviewing his gains from this recent period.
Due to Vought Corporation's extensive promotion, the X-Men's fame had all increased. Charles was closest to upgrading, his fame already reaching 95, just 5 points away from unlocking the third-tier reward.
In contrast, Eric's fame was only 78, not even as good as Raven's 85. As expected, without the boost of big events, Magneto was a bit underwhelming.
Alex and Hank's fame were similar, 65 and 63 respectively, while Sean, being too obscure, only had 51 fame so far.
But this also allowed him to unlock a second-tier reward for Fang Yuan.
[Sound Wave Release (C-rank)]
This superpower allowed Fang Yuan to release sound waves just like Sean. Perhaps Banshee's development of his abilities was rather ordinary, as Fang Yuan always felt that the abilities he gained were not much different from Banshee's.
On the Hellfire Club's side, only Riptide's fame reached 51, unlocking C-rank Wind Control.
Because Fang Yuan did not promote White Queen and Red Devil, neither of them unlocked new rewards for Fang Yuan.
He wasn't in a hurry; after the Missile Crisis was resolved, there would be plenty of opportunities to raise their reputation.
However, what Fang Yuan coveted most was Shaw, because on the villain's side, almost all the reputation was concentrated on Black King alone.
It's just that Fang Yuan couldn't find an opportunity to trick Shaw into signing the invitation letter.
"Let's sleep first; we'll take it one step at a time." Fang Yuan shook his head.
If he didn't sleep soon, his sage time would pass.
Early the next morning, the X-Men gathered in the underground hangar of Xavier's Mansion.
Before them was a sleek, cool black aircraft, with a long fuselage and shorter wings than ordinary planes, but equipped with jet engines on both sides, so there was no need to worry about power.
In fact, this aircraft's speed exceeded Mach 3, much faster than all current mainstream fighter jets.
The historical prototype of the X-Jet was the SR-71 Blackbird reconnaissance aircraft, but historically, the Blackbird began development next year, with its first flight in '64 and official service in '66. So, if there were an SR-71 now, it would be copied from the X-Jet.
This supersonic aircraft was moved from the CIA. Because Hank was its chief researcher, the CIA couldn't continue the research after he left, so they simply gave it to the X-Men.
Of course, the condition was that Hank would help them continue researching the aircraft in the future.
After consulting Fang Yuan, Hank agreed.
Because in Fang Yuan's opinion, Beast's greatest asset was not his furry appearance, but his super-high intelligence.
From neurology, biology, genetics to weapon manufacturing, aircraft research, and even materials science, Hank was proficient in everything.
Even... Fang Yuan touched the uniform he was wearing.
Hank was even a good tailor.
So Fang Yuan felt that Hank's importance to the X-Men was almost on par with Wan Tie Wang.
Fang Yuan stood in the center, with Charles and Eric on either side.
Raven, like a big sister, led Alex and Sean to stand behind, while Hank was just getting off the jet.
"Click!"
Warren held up his camera and took a picture of everyone. Fang Yuan walked over and examined it carefully, and after confirming it was alright, everyone began to board the plane.
"Taking pictures as a souvenir?" Raven asked.
Fang Yuan blinked: "For tomorrow's press release."
"Uh..."
Mystique felt a bit awkward, as if it were a show. This thought was just heard by Fang Yuan, and he almost nodded and said yes.
That's right, it was a show. Normally, without news, Vought Corporation's media would hype up the X-Squad to the sky. Now that they were officially setting out to save the World, of course, they had to write about it extensively.
What's the big deal about taking a few more photos? If ordinary people had this experience, they could publish a memoir to make money decades later.
Warren packed up his filming equipment and followed them onto the plane. Angel's mission this time was very special; he would not fight with everyone. His role this time was Vought Corporation's war correspondent.
"Do well, Warren." Fang Yuan patted Angel's shoulder.
"Your mission is very important. Whether Mutants are welcomed by everyone depends on how well you report."
"Don't worry, Mr. Fang Yuan." Warren, who had urgently brushed up on his filming skills, nodded vigorously.
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