Listening to Hawking speak eloquently about his vision for a bright future for Mutants, Professor X's heart began to waver.
He had actually always harbored similar ideas, but he always had some reservations, because if things went wrong, the outcome could be even worse, and there were many factors to consider.
First was their abilities; not all Mutants' abilities were so stable. Someone like Jean certainly wouldn't work; one wrong move could intensify human fear of Mutants.
Secondly, not all Mutants were close to humans. Ororo, for example, due to her childhood experiences, didn't particularly like humans. Forcing Ororo to help humans would only be counterproductive.
Finally, there was the intelligence factor. To become a Superhero recognized by most humans, both IQ and EQ were very important. If one didn't know how to adapt, many things would become very troublesome.
Originally intended to change human perception of Mutants, it was very likely to result in humans fearing Mutants even more, and would also draw the currently peaceful school into conflict.
The stubborn and somewhat rigid Cyclops, as well as the free-spirited and unrestrained Wolverine, would not be suitable for this.
After much thought, few of the school's teachers were suitable, and the newly joined X-Men had not yet matured enough to take on such a heavy responsibility, so he had never considered this aspect.
"I understand what you're saying, it's just—"
Professor X explained his concerns to Hawking.
Hawking, however, smiled upon hearing this:
"Professor, what do you think of me?
My strength should be adequate, and unlike Professor Jean and the others, I'm not as busy with teaching duties.
You can use me to experiment first. I will go to New York City under my own name to help those in need. Once there's a certain effect, I'll slowly reveal my identity, and then—"
Listening to Hawking's well-reasoned and highly feasible plan, Professor X fell into deep thought.
"It's worth a try. If it doesn't work out, as long as Hawking doesn't reveal his Mutant identity, there shouldn't be any bad consequences."
Because he suddenly realized that Hawking really seemed to be a very suitable candidate.
He was powerful and very skilled in combat, intelligent, adaptable, resolute and not easily swayed by external influences, and possessed a kind heart.
"It's just that you're still a child, and this kind of thing is dangerous. I think we can wait a few more years."
His only concern was that he felt sending a child to take such risks went against his original intention for establishing the school.
Hawking also noticed this and immediately feigned righteousness, saying:
"Professor, the sooner we start something like this, the sooner it will have an effect, and the sooner those Mutants who are discriminated against in human society can live better lives.
I never consider myself a child, and to be honest, even if Professor you don't agree, I will slowly do it myself, because this is for the school and for all Mutants.
I, Hawking, am willing to take some risks!"
"Good. Since that's the case, then let's do as you say. If you need anything, you can tell me."
Finally, Professor X nodded, somewhat moved.
A fifteen-year-old child with such noble thoughts, how could he not be touched?
Even if this matter ultimately failed, he felt that with people like Hawking around, the relationship between humans and Mutants in the future would eventually become what he hoped for.
"I don't need anything for now. If possible, Professor, you could consider acquiring a media organization. I think the Daily Bugle is quite good."
Seeing Professor X agree, a brilliant smile appeared on Hawking's face.
If Professor X could read his mind and know his true future plans, he probably wouldn't be so happy.
But in fact, he believed his plan was truly beneficial to both humans and Mutants.
This World has never been black and white; being too idealistic without considering practicalities makes it difficult to achieve desired results.
The next day, late at night.
Watching the lights in the rooms outside the window extinguish one by one, and the teachers and students gradually fall asleep, Hawking leaped out of a window upstairs, then made a few jumps to reach the woods behind.
To earn justice points, he definitely had to choose the night. Although various incidents also occurred during the day, overall, there were definitely more at night.
It was also more convenient to act at night.
So, he would have to readjust his schedule, mostly going out at night and returning to school during the day to eat and rest.
"This one's good."
He casually picked a tree of suitable thickness, jumped up and down a bit, cut off the top and bottom, and held it in his hand.
"Hmm, this direction should be about right."
Facing south, he roughly calculated the distance in his mind. His right arm muscles swelled and instantly exerted force, and the cylindrical tree trunk immediately shot out like a Rocket.
At the same time, his legs also pushed off with force, disappearing from his original spot and appearing on the flying tree trunk.
Riding on a pillar, Mercenary Tao's signature skill, which he could now easily do without loading any templates.
He could use the firebolt and kinto'un, but that would require loading the Harry and Goku templates.
Three years ago, after returning from S.H.I.E.L.D., he tried to summon kinto'un while loading the Goku template, and it actually appeared.
And because he had the Goku template, he could ride the kinto'un normally, without falling off due to an impure heart.
It's just that under normal circumstances, he wouldn't easily load a protagonist template.
One template could significantly boost his main body's combat power, and the other could significantly boost his magic ability, but each could only be used for one hour per day, and then he'd have to wait until the next day.
If he used them lightly, and suddenly encountered a strong enemy one day that his main body couldn't defeat, he would be in a bind.
In the dangerous Marvel World, never gamble on your luck.
It's just that this pillar flight might be a bit exposing. Ordinary people wouldn't notice, but large organizations like S.H.I.E.L.D. with satellite surveillance would definitely discover it.
But so what? Anyway, three years ago, he estimated he was already on the key watchlists of various organizations. Now, a mere pillar flight was nothing.
Besides, he wasn't going to the city to cause destruction, but to do good deeds, and he had Professor X's tacit approval.
"There's such a move?"
In the school's monitoring room, Cyclops stared at the screen, watching Hawking's back as he disappeared, riding on a tree trunk, and was completely stunned.
Although the school had Professor X's mental coverage, making it almost impossible for anyone to infiltrate silently, a teacher would still take turns staying in the monitoring room every night to ensure the students' safety.
Because Professor X could sense living beings but couldn't detect some high-tech mechanical products.
Today, it was Cyclops's turn to guard the monitoring room, so he witnessed the entire process of Hawking's pillar flight.
After reacting, he immediately went to report the matter to Professor X.
Professor X, however, was not surprised after hearing Cyclops's report:
"You don't need to worry about Hawking; I know everything."
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