"Eric, we have to stay calm. The bill proposed by the military is indeed necessary. Otherwise, the parliament will not pass. After all, the number of evolved people is constantly increasing, and there are not many people who are willing to come to our school. Most of them want to live ordinary lives. We can only record their information." Charles was much calmer.
"But they are obviously targeting General Gibson. Now that the general is gone, they are starting to overturn what he left behind. Look, just after the general left, they started a war."
"I know that very well, but the general said that he would send someone to continue to help us. I think it must be Wesley Gibson. He uses the same name as his adopted son. And I can't see what he's thinking either."
"There's such a thing. Let's go see him. He hasn't contacted us since he appeared."
"Well, that's good. Let's go see him."
The two of them headed straight for the G Group Building in New York. Wesley smiled at their sudden arrival, then let them take the elevator that led directly to the top floor and met them at the elevator door.
"Welcome, two directors. I wonder how you two busy people have time to come to me?" Wesley said with a smile and poured them some drinks.
"Mr. Gibson, I think we should come. After all, the general said before that someone will help us. I think that person is you. Am I right?" Charles went straight to the point.
"Yes, it's me, but do you need help now?" Wesley asked.
"Of course we need it. The military has become a new institution to summon evolvers in. Isn't that against us?" Eric said.
"I've heard of you, Eric. Your thinking is still so radical. You still haven't thought it through whether Evolvers are human or not. If Evolvers completely integrate into ordinary people, then what's the problem with them entering the military?" Wesley asked him.
Eric was stunned by Wesley's aura. It was the same as the general he had faced in the past, which surprised him. Then he said, "But this hasn't happened yet. There are still many evolvers who only want to live ordinary lives."
"There is still something wrong with your words. They all make themselves ordinary people. Why do you have to make them different? For so many years, there has been something wrong with your mind, Director Charles. You have an undeniable responsibility for this," Wesley said to Charles.
"Uh… I'm sorry about that, but some injuries can't be made up quickly," Charles said.
"Hurt? There are many people who are hurt in this world. The difference is that they don't have any special power, right? With power, you can do what you want to do, regardless of whether things are right or not? Is there a problem with a country's army recruiting citizens for service? This is something that will happen sooner or later. It's just that X-Men General Headquarters was established a little earlier. Now, it can only be considered as having just achieved some results. Do you think you did the right thing?"
"Did we do something wrong?" Eric said indignantly.
Wesley took out a file and put it in front of them. "What do you do with the evolved people who commit crimes? Many of them don't get what they deserve."
"It's not their fault. You didn't see the attitude of the people around them," Eric said.
"Haha, so the people around them have broken the law? You have forgotten what the general said. And how did you become the director? Do you know that these things will become the means for others to attack you? Stupid, arrogant, and condescending." Wesley said it very excitedly. He gave the two of them a chance in the beginning, but they did not do it well.
Eric had been protecting Evolvers all these years, so he had a lot of problems in the process of smashing law enforcement. Wesley did not get involved in this, but now that they were here, Wesley had to say it.
Eric, on the other hand, was flushed with anger and began to get agitated. The metal around him trembled. Charles hurriedly pulled his arm and said, "Control your emotions. We have done a lot wrong over the years. Now we need to think calmly."
"Hmph!" Eric snorted and stopped his superpower.
"Haha, you're not convinced. Do you think you're powerful?" Wesley smiled disdainfully. "You can try. The general could deal with you back then, and now I can do the same. Do you really think you're so powerful?"
These Erics were completely enraged. They looked at Wesley, and the metal on Wesley's body jumped, but it immediately quieted down again. Wes used the energy of the space gem to wrap his body, and Eric's superpower could not do anything. Wesley strode to Eric and grabbed his neck with one hand as fast as lightning.
Then, he lifted him up and said, "I told you that you're stupid, but you didn't believe me. Since the general asked us to be in charge of your affairs, do you think I don't have the ability? It's too easy to deal with you, and you overestimate yourself too much. Are evolvers invincible? The power of technology is beyond your imagination. The technology the general has far exceeds this era, but he still pushes the world forward step by step. Do you know why?"
"Too much is as bad as not enough. You don't even understand such a simple truth." Wesley flung Eric onto the sofa with one hand.
"Cough, cough…" Only then could he breathe. The feeling of almost suffocating made him very afraid. He had almost forgotten the feeling of fear over the years. Wesley did not care about what he was thinking. Such a guy would either be brought along obediently or rebel. When the time came, Wesley would not hold back. Magneto was like a shit stirrer in the X-Men.
"Well, you go back and do your own thing. Law enforcement must be strict. The law is not a decoration. If you make the same mistake again, then you don't need to continue to lead X-Men Headquarters."
Charles turned and left in silence. Eric took one last look at Wesley and then followed him. Wesley felt a headache coming on. Charles was still in his role, which made Wesley speechless. He was not paralyzed now. The exact cause of paralysis was unknown. There were two theories in the movie: injury and disease, but there seemed to be no sign of it.
It was not that Wesley wanted him to be paralyzed, but the paralyzed Professor X was very mature. Did he only know how to cherish it after losing it?