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Half a month ago, one morning, Shiller received a text message from Professor X: "The giant brain wave amplifier in the Andromeda Galaxy is complete. I am now at the communication center and will contact you spiritually in about half an hour."
There was also a standard elderly smile emoji attached. Shiller, who was making breakfast, shook his head. Professor X was still so polite, sending a text in advance before making a spiritual connection.
Currently, human intergalactic communication technology is still immature, and contacting the Andromeda Galaxy from here is very troublesome. The text message needs to pass through many communication stations and incurs a significant cost, with a considerable delay in time. A message from the Andromeda Galaxy wouldn't be received until at least half an hour later.
Sure enough, less than ten seconds after Shiller received the message, Charles's voice rang in his mind.
"Good morning, Doctor Shiller."
"Good morning, Professor. Congratulations on completing the construction of the Andromeda Galaxy communication center. Is there anything I can help with?"
"Everything is going well here," Charles replied, "I mainly contacted you to express my gratitude. The Golden Apple you sent completed the last puzzle piece for the successful operation of the cosmic-level brain wave amplifier. It kept my physical condition at its best, making the final experiment much smoother than before."
"I think it's because you and Erik revisited old memories, right?" Shiller teased, "How does it feel to return to those days of shared ideals?"
"Not bad," Charles didn't avoid the topic, he said, "I used to think that appearance didn't matter so much. Discovering the mysteries of the mind through superficial appearances is what people need to learn in their lifetime."
"That's not entirely wrong. How about now?"
"Erik told me that I had this thought because I unknowingly benefited from the advantages of beauty. Because I didn't need to worry about appearance, I had so much energy to study the mind."
"What do you think?"
"I reflected on it and found some truth in what he said."
Shiller couldn't help but laugh. While placing freshly fried eggs on the island platform, he imitated the tone of a documentary and said: "Everyone has their most youthful and beautiful time in their memories. But obviously, young Charles Xavier was breathtakingly beautiful to too many others. Erik Lehnsherr was one of them. Even decades later, it's one of the rare things in his long, serious, and bleak life that still moves him..."
Charles sighed softly on the other end, seemingly finding Shiller's words exaggerated. To pick up the spatula, Shiller switched the phone to another hand and continued, "How is Erik doing?"
"The same as always. Busy building the communication center, occasionally going to other star systems to scout, and patrolling Sky Island when free, keeping an eye on those mischievous little fellows working."
"And Anya, is she doing well?"
"She's doing well. Because she's a pure spirit body, her intelligence develops very slowly, and she's still learning primary school courses in the Psychic_Battlefield school. The children in the juvenile school like her a lot, too."
"That's good," Shiller said from the heart.
Previously, when he traveled back in time to Berlin, he had some interactions with the young Magneto Erik.
Due to the city's lockdown, Magneto's wife, also Anya's mother, unfortunately had a difficult childbirth. Although with Shiller's help, mother and son were barely safe, Anya, due to her fragile body, unfortunately passed away. Later, with Charles's help, she stayed in Magneto's Psychic_Battlefield as a pure spirit body.
It can't be said that this altered past had no impact on Magneto. Magneto wasn't initially a leader who was reckless and indifferent. He had a wife, had a family, had stable years, and hopes for a good life.
But in the original history, everything kept drifting away from him. His wife left, friends turned against him, pursued and exiled, bloodshed and brutality — all these tragedies gradually lowered the temperature in his veins, casting a heart that once beat passionately into cold, unfeeling steel.
But with the altered timeline, although Anya still did not survive, the existence of her spirit body preserved the last gentle place within Magneto.
Though he later parted ways with Professor X due to different ideologies and formed the Mutant Brotherhood, beginning his globally wanted journey, Anya's presence still eradicated the most obstinate ruthlessness and cruelty in his personality, preventing him from becoming a soulless monster despite years of exile.
This allowed him to better deal with issues regarding his children. Previously, his controlling desire would have made it impossible for him to tolerate Wanda and Pietro staying on Earth instead of coming to the Andromeda Galaxy.
"How is Lorna doing?" Shiller asked.
"She's been complaining a bit recently. Perhaps because of a recent breakup and a lot of work. I'm trying to persuade Erik to let her take a vacation. But her job needs someone to cover. I thought of contacting Wanda, but I'm concerned that her children might spread her too thin."
"Have you met the Billy brothers?" Shiller put his phone on speaker mode and continued pouring the stir-fried vegetables from the pan into a deep dish.
"Yes. Both Beast and I speculate they might be Alpha-Level Mutants. Wanda, however, doesn't really like discussing this topic. We just talk about it in private."
"And their grandfather? What does Erik say?"
"Don't you know him yet? He seems indifferent, but in fact, he cares a lot. He discussed with me about reverting to the 'Eisenhart' surname, and I think he wants his whole family to change to the same surname."
"I don't think it's likely," Shiller said bluntly, "Firstly, Lorna has deep feelings for her adoptive parents, and she resents being called a daughter of the Lanshier family. Changing to Eisenhart would probably be the same."
"Secondly, while Wanda seems gentler than Lorna, she's actually very stubborn at heart. She does everything in her power to make her life appear unrelated to mutants. Publicly changing her surname would disrupt her peaceful life."
"Moreover, she's already married. Although Jarvis isn't into old-fashioned traditions, most people in her social circle regard Maximoff as her married name. Jarvis also went with it. How could she explain a name change?"
"I think so too. I tried persuading him. Although he agreed on the surface, he still seems to have the intention. Perhaps you know Erik well enough; his whole life has been about seeking a sense of belonging."
"Have you considered finding a body for Anya?" Shiller asked seriously, "That way she could be called Anya Eisenhart."
"Of course we have, but it's very hard to find a suitable one."
"Didn't many of David's personaliы gain independence with clone bodies before? Can't we customize one for Anya?"
"It's hard to achieve," Charles sighed, "Those personalities could use clone bodies because they were strong themselves. The spirit body's strength must be high enough to instantly spring to life in a new body."
"Anya is just an ordinary little girl. She's not even a mutant. Having died young, her spirit strength is very low. Even living in my Psychic_Battlefield, she requires periodic maintenance to keep her Self intact. She can't handle such upheaval."
Shiller sighed gently too, knowing that if there were a way, Professor X and Magneto would certainly attempt it. The fact that there's been no action indicates the challenges are likely beyond what ordinary people can imagine.
"Actually, Erik and I both wanted to ask you," Charles suddenly spoke up, "how did you manage to reorganize your personality and Psychic_Battlefield back then?"
"Hmm... It's a very complex process," Shiller, after thinking for a moment, said, "I can't claim it's all my doing. A doctor played a significant role in it, but I don't know where he is now."
"Do you think he can solve Anya's problem?"
"Perhaps," Shiller nodded, "But Anya's situation is entirely different from mine. I can't guarantee it will work. If I find any information on him, I'll contact you."
"Alright. Now that the Andromeda Galaxy communication center is built, I can make spiritual contact with you any time. But to prevent unnecessary trouble, I've set a special brain wave frequency. As long as you repeat this frequency three times in your mind, I'll answer."
"My regular psychological evaluation is coming up. I'll call you then. Goodbye."
Later, Shiller dialed Charles's number, but it wasn't just for the regular psychological evaluation as a psychiatrist; he asked Charles for help updating the system.
He briefly explained his situation. Though this kind of skill exchange update isn't difficult, it requires someone's assistance for security.
Charles came to Shiller's High Tower through psychic ability, becoming the technical advisor for this update, helping Shiller resolve some technical challenges.
After the update was completed, he didn't rush off. Instead, with permission, he browsed Shiller's early memories. He still wanted to find a method to reconstruct a weakened spirit body.
It sounds like searching the library for information, but it's not actually that simple. Shiller's early memories are quite chaotic, a mountain of feces code, which even he might find hard to navigate through. Probably only Professor X could swim in the sea of feces.
This requires a lot of effort. Professor X left a part of his mind there to slowly explore, keeping his main focus on the Andromeda Galaxy.
From comic plots, Shiller learned that Dalio Ag cooperated with more than one alien. This pure exploitation blossomed on many fronts. Among his many partners, one was very special—a partner whose appearance resembled a yeti: Samuel, Lord of Sam Star.
Samuel's skill is spiritual control, not Professor X's psychic ability, but pure Psyshock.
Meaning she doesn't actually have mind-reading skills and can't know what others think, but can implant her ideas into others' minds, making them naturally believe those thoughts to be their own.
Roxsen Corporation worked with Samuel, first creating disasters, then letting this guy heroically appear, while writing into ordinary people's minds all sorts of good impressions of Samuel—thus, a synthetic superhero was born.
If it were just self-promotion, it would be one thing, but they even trample on The Hulk. In the original comics, they used this trick in tandem with Roxsen Corporation's media offensive to make The Hulk infamous and cursed by everyone.
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