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Magneto had passed out, buried beneath a heap of sand and dirt.
When Tang Lin's earth-shattering kick came down, Magneto was too close to react in time. By the time he saw the shock wave approaching, all he could do was grab the iron cage nearby to form a shield.
But the rushed defense didn't work well, and though Magneto barely survived, he was buried in sand. Later, Tang Lin's continuous stomps ruined the surrounding terrain, burying Magneto even deeper.
It was only then that Tang Lin thought to search for him, but he couldn't find him anywhere.
"Great, the task isn't even finished, and I've accidentally AOE'd Magneto to death? Can I really kill even the person who summoned me, system, aren't you going to provide some protection for the summoner?" Tang Lin said, a bit regretfully.
The emotionless system didn't respond to Tang Lin's complaint and stated, "The host's special condition has been lifted. Would you like to choose to return now?"
Return now?
Tang Lin felt a bit embarrassed. Having killed the summoner, wouldn't that affect his reputation? What if no one wanted to summon him in the future?
Tang Lin said to the system, "Not returning for now."
At least, he thought he should dig out Magneto's body, so that he could be buried with his family. It was the last thing Tang Lin could do for him.
Tang Lin closed his eyes again, trying to communicate with the earth, to listen to its voice. From the soles of his feet, countless tiny vibrations spread out, detecting everything underground like a radar. Tang Lin could sense the shapes of various stones and soil underground, but it wasn't as clear as he had imagined. To feel even the earthworms was impossible.
People in this world were like fingernail size to Tang Lin, and worms would be like mites. Tang Lin wasn't sensitive enough to sense mites, nor did he want to. If his observational ability were that strong, seeing anyone as a face full of bugs in the real world would be unbearable.
Even just searching for Magneto's body, Tang Lin found it extremely difficult. It seemed this skill had much room for improvement.
After spending more than ten minutes searching the entire battlefield, Tang Lin finally found a body buried underground. Squatting down, Tang Lin placed his palm on the ground, hovering it a short distance above. As he activated his skill, part of the sand was sucked into his palm, revealing the buried body beneath.
Looking down, Tang Lin was disappointed to find that it was the body of a German soldier, not Magneto. During the intense battle earlier, Tang Lin had AOE'd a large part of the ground, naturally catching these ordinary soldiers in the crossfire.
Tang Lin controlled the sand, moving the soldier's body aside before continuing his search.
During this process, Tang Lin slowly discovered the limitations of the skill Son of the Earth. Firstly, the ability to reshape the terrain was very weak. He could only directly control a clump of sand as large as his palm. To mold a pyramid by hand like Apocalypse was impossible, whether in precision or strength.
Secondly, using this ability consumed stamina. Even though Son of the Earth provided recovery and healing abilities stronger than Stone-man's Heart, it couldn't support Tang Lin's continuous use of terrain-modifying abilities.
After just a few minutes, Tang Lin felt exhausted, as if he had played an hour of "King of Glory."
If the ratio was the same in the real world, Tang Lin felt he could only make a sandbox as large as a washbasin, and he'd be as tired as a dog.
But at least it was a superpower, and as a transmigrator, he couldn't be too picky.
After a while, just when Tang Lin was about to be too tired to continue, he finally sensed Magneto's location.
Tang Lin hurried over, this time not causing any earth-shaking effects, or even leaving deep footprints. The strength of the Son of the Earth allowed Tang Lin to solidify the ground, so he no longer sank several meters deep with each step.
As the distance shortened, Tang Lin sensed where Erik was underground. Covering the ground with his palm, he sucked away the sand, quickly uncovering the body of the mutant leader.
Even now, Magneto was still tightly holding onto his wife and daughter. Seeing him covered in blood, motionless, Tang Lin thought he should be beyond saving.
At this moment, a loud rumble caught Tang Lin's attention. Looking up, he saw a sleek black fighter jet flying in from afar.
In this world, only one jet dared to be designed in such an aerodynamic-defying shape for style—the X-Men's ride.
The jet cautiously circled at a distance from Tang Lin, not approaching further.
"Mr. Giant, I am Charles Xavier, a friend of Erik's. We mean you no harm," a very gentle male voice sounded in Tang Lin's mind.
Compared to the emotionless system, this voice was extremely pleasant, with no translation issues, and Tang Lin instantly understood its meaning.
"Oh, so it's Professor X, I've heard so much about you," Tang Lin responded in thought as well.
"Mr. Giant, you know me?" Professor X was a bit surprised.
At this point, they had only established a psychic connection. Professor X dared not invade Tang Lin's mind, having previously tried and failed to do so silently. Forcibly reading Tang Lin's memories would definitely anger this giant, so he couldn't figure out what Tang Lin was.
"It was Magneto who summoned me to this world, so I know a bit," Tang Lin replied.
Professor X assumed that Magneto had told Tang Lin, and continued, "Erik summoned you hoping you could resurrect his family. Mr. Giant, can you really bring the dead back to life?"
This was Professor X's main concern. The idea sounded frightful, with the potential for severe consequences.
"I can't bring the dead back to life yet, but I can tell Magneto how to change the past. Just find Wolverine and Kitty Pryde to change the past once more. You've done it before, didn't you? The Sentinel Plan, which was going to destroy the world, has been stopped."
"But that was to save the whole world, and Erik wanting to change history just for his family... I understand Erik's pain, but if everyone did that, would history not become completely chaotic?" Professor X said, somewhat agitated.
"You can talk to Magneto about that."
Tang Lin, having browsed various forums, knew that such debates over moral dilemmas never concluded. So he didn't plan to discuss the classic math problem of killing one to save a thousand with Professor X.
"What about Erik, why can't I sense his presence anymore?" Professor X asked.
Looking down at the bodies, Tang Lin apologetically said, "He is forever with his family now."
"What did you say?" Professor X seemed incredulous, his tone becoming frantic.
"During my battle with Apocalypse, Magneto was caught in the crossfire; it was an accident," Tang Lin said helplessly, not anticipating killing his own summoner.
Professor X was silent for a moment before saying again, "Earlier you mentioned who we needed to find to change the past?"
Indeed, positions determined perception—how true that was.
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