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Chapter 302: Your Express Delivery Has Arrived

Chapter 302: Chapter 302: Your Express Delivery Has Arrived

The base arranged by the CIA for Charles and the others had a pleasant environment, complete facilities, and even various entertainment options.

Ethan was now certain they were in the timeline of X-Men: First Class, and his appearance wasn’t at the beginning of the film, but during the period when Professor Charles was actively searching for mutants.

Naturally, Ethan knew what would happen next. The plot of First Class was actually quite simple—it introduced the two mutant leaders, Magneto and Professor X, and then had them team up to deal with a mutant named Sebastian Shaw.

Shaw was a powerful mutant who could absorb energy and release it at will. The energy he absorbed could also be used to strengthen himself. With this ability, he was able to maintain his youthful appearance and delay aging.

In a sense, this guy was very difficult to deal with. Even physical attacks would have their "energy" absorbed, as if he had a constant defensive buff that nullified all incoming damage, making it hard to find a weakness.

The best way to kill him was to stab him directly with a sharp weapon. While he could absorb the power attached to the blade, he couldn’t absorb the blade itself. His body was still relatively normal, so if stabbed in a vital area, he would still die.

An enemy like that might cause Ethan some trouble but couldn’t truly threaten him. He didn’t need to worry about Shaw at all.

Besides, with these two already lined up to handle him, Ethan wasn’t concerned.

Following the young Magneto and Professor X into the building, Ethan quickly noticed hidden sentries in various concealed corners.

"There are quite a few guards here."

However, these sentries were far too easy to detect. Not only could Ethan spot them immediately, but even Ada had already pinpointed all their positions. In her eyes, the defenses here were essentially nonexistent. If she wanted, she could move freely through the entire place without anyone noticing.

"This is CIA property."

"CIA territory?"

Ada wasn’t surprised, but Logan was. He found it hard to believe that Magneto was actually cooperating with the CIA. In his memory, this guy had always been the type to oppose such official organizations.

Their conversation wasn’t hushed. The two people leading them could clearly hear it. The other party clearly knew a lot about their situation. If they truly were allies, then it was fine. But if they were enemies who knew everything and still dared to show up, that meant they didn’t care at all. That kind of trouble could be even more dangerous than expected.

Fortunately, the three guests didn’t make any suspicious moves and simply followed them into a reception room.

Once inside, everyone found a seat. Charles even took the initiative to pour drinks—wine, juice, and other refreshments.

"Now, could you help me understand who you are and what your intentions are?"

Logan glanced at Ethan, silently asking whether Ethan would explain or if he should. Ethan thought for a moment, then chose to speak. After all, this was a task that fell to him.

"I was entrusted by someone to deliver something to you."

"To me?"

Charles noticed that Ethan was looking directly at him. After pointing at himself to confirm there was no mistake, he became very curious about who was sending him something, and what exactly it was.

"Who is the sender, and what did they send?"

He had no intention of accepting items from a stranger, and he even suspected that the group before him might be connected to Sebastian Shaw. Could they be his people, sent here to deliver a message?

But Ethan’s next words froze him on the spot, completely unsure how to respond.

"It’s a legacy entrusted to me by Charles Xavier. He asked me to pass it on to you."

To be precise, it was from a Charles Xavier of a certain parallel universe. He hoped to leave behind his legacy for another version of himself. This legacy wasn’t necessarily intended for the Charles in front of Ethan, but Ethan felt that this one was a suitable candidate.

In terms of timeline, unless Ethan went back to the very beginning of this world to meet a much younger Charles, it would be impossible to find a Professor Xavier earlier than the one before him.

The earlier the timeline, the more things could be changed. It would be easier to prevent this world from falling into the kind of despair seen in the world of Old Charles.

"Charles? Charles Xavier?" The young Charles was baffled. He wondered if his intelligence had suddenly dropped. Why couldn’t he understand what the person in front of him was saying?

"Do you know about parallel universes?" Ethan asked. Seeing Charles nod, he continued, "During one of my dimensional travels, I met an older Charles Xavier. His situation... wasn’t great."

After briefly recounting his experience in the Logan world, the expression on Charles’s face turned grim.

He didn’t know if Ethan was telling the truth or lying, but hearing such a future was enough to sour anyone’s mood.

Mutants had steadily increased in number, and with that came inevitable conflict. Eventually, the conflict between humans and mutants seemed to disappear, but the real reason was that through various human methods, mutants were nearly wiped out. Many even died at the hands of his own deranged self. That part was especially hard for Charles to accept—even though Ethan clarified it was a different timeline, the possibility that his future self could suffer from the same condition still struck deep.

Erik noticed Charles’s expression and tried to stop Ethan from speaking further, but Charles stopped him.

"I want to hear more." Charles’s gaze was firm, as if he felt a sense of duty. "And how can you prove what you’re saying is true?"

Logan, who had been silent the entire time, finally spoke. "You can read my memories."

Charles didn’t ask Ethan to read his memories. He could tell the man in front of him had formidable telepathic ability. There was no way to guarantee the content wasn’t manipulated or falsified.

What he really wanted was concrete evidence. He hadn’t expected the man named Logan to suddenly volunteer.

"You?"

Charles quickly understood. The man in front of him wasn’t the same one he had seen earlier at the bar.

"You came from that world?"

Logan nodded, then looked at Ethan, silently asking whether Charles could read his memories. In the past, Logan wouldn’t have cared. But now, things were different. He knew too many of Ethan’s secrets. This young Charles didn’t have refined control over memory reading and might learn things he wasn’t supposed to.

However, Ethan thought it over. His biggest secret was his past life. Things like traveling through different dimensions wouldn’t matter if Charles learned about them.

More importantly, Charles had a trustworthy personality. He wouldn’t recklessly reveal secrets he had learned.

Charles looked at Ethan, then at Logan, and finally made his decision. He read Logan’s memories—and came to understand everything he needed to.

Logan knew a lot. Charles did his best to remain in control and not get overwhelmed by the vast sea of memories, but the flood of knowledge still made him a bit dizzy. After taking some time to organize it all, half an hour had passed before he realized it.

He turned to Erik beside him, who was looking at him with concern. Charles gave him a smile to show he was fine, then turned back to Logan.

"Thank you."

"What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you for taking care of ’me’ and not abandoning me."

He had seen the sorry state of his other self and had felt a chill in his heart. In such a situation, Logan had been taking care of him, proving that their bond had truly run deep.

At the same time, he now understood what Ethan had brought him. It was the essence of his other self’s psychic power, along with a lifetime of knowledge and memory. It was an incredibly valuable legacy.

"But... can I really accept something so important?"

Ethan knew Charles had understood. He casually took out the box containing Charles’s psychic power and placed it on the table in front of him.

"As of now, you’re the most suitable."

The timeline was early enough, and his abilities had matured. This Charles was indeed the best candidate.

In fact, even if Ethan had gone back earlier and met Charles as a child, he wouldn’t have given this to him. That would only risk disaster instead of creating a better future where mutants could live in peace—something the old Charles had always hoped for.

Erik still didn’t fully understand what was going on. Fortunately, Charles explained things in detail and even transmitted part of the memory to Erik through a telepathic link, finally helping the young Magneto grasp the situation.

Erik was a bit stunned by how bleak the future looked. At this point, Magneto was still young and full of the fire of revenge. He was far from becoming the future leader of mutants. The gap between him and his older self was much wider than the gap between Charles and his future self.

The mood turned heavy. Ethan looked at the two downcast men and tapped the box beside him.

"I came here to help you change that terrible future. Right now, you still have plenty of time to deal with the problems that will come. That’s far better than being caught completely unprepared."

"You’re right. The situation is indeed better than that."

Charles and Erik were both resilient. They quickly regained their composure.

Besides, Ethan was right. Even though they would face enormous trouble, and even the threat of total extinction, they still had time to figure things out. That was already a huge advantage.

"What you need to do now is accept this. It will help you resolve the problems of the future."

(To be continued.)