Long before Fox left, Fang Yuan had used [Clone Halo] to create a duplicate that replaced his real body.
In the Mirror Dimension, Fang Yuan slipped on the Infinity Gauntlet and snapped his fingers.
The blue Space Stone blazed, and every sentinel robot on the battlefield was instantly transferred into the Mirror Dimension—though he made sure to add a flourish, scattering a handful of ash at each spot a Sentinel vanished.
To onlookers, it looked as though Jean had vaporised the Sentinels with her power.
"Whoa!"
"Incredible!"
"Jean Grey!"
With the Sentinels gone, almost everyone on Earth erupted in cheers—but the jubilation was quickly reined in.
The wild swing from despair to hope had been too intense; people waited to see if another reversal would leave them celebrating in vain.
Fortunately, no new danger appeared on-screen. Even the X-Men began to celebrate, and only then did the public truly rejoice.
Fang Yuan had the masses' emotions completely in the palm of his hand.
Jean stared at her hands, still dazed.
She had no idea what she'd just done—only followed Professor X's guidance and unleashed her Telepathy, after which every Sentinel inexplicably turned to ash.
"Am I really that powerful?"
"Jean, you were amazing!"
Scott, who'd witnessed everything, rushed over to hug her, praising her non-stop until Jean herself began to doubt it.
"It was really me?"
Professor X's voice sounded again in Jean's mind.
"Jean, come to me when this is over—there are things you should know."
The elderly Professor X felt it was time Jean learned something about the Dark Phoenix.
It would prepare her mentally and safeguard the World.
After Fang Yuan's stunt, humanity's attitude toward Mutants had flipped; the hard-won peace couldn't be ruined by hidden threats.
For the World-ending Sentinel Crisis, the finale had arrived—but the Mutants' new era had only just begun.
With the crisis lifted, the World calmed; evacuees streamed back into the big cities—urgently.
They had to: leave your home unattended too long and your belongings might belong to someone else.
Thanks to their eagerness, the storm passed quickly; beyond the scare, most civilians had suffered little real harm.
The injuries were mainly man-made amid the chaos.
The Military bore the heaviest cost—though they probably didn't care.
After all, World Police.
Still, saying everything returned to normal wouldn't be accurate—one group's lot had vastly improved.
Mutants!
Once the bottom rung of the social ladder, Mutants now soared in status after the crisis.
Humans had caused the near-apocalypse, and Mutants had fixed it—everyone had seen it.
Mutants didn't just stand up; they stood tall. Cases of Mutants looking down on regular humans popped up worldwide, letting humanity taste discrimination.
Professor X, leader of the X-Men, appealed for mutual respect: whether humans discriminating against Mutants or vice versa, both were wrong.
Yet who knew what the Professor truly felt inside?
Fang Yuan watched the speech, noting that the Professor's smile never faded when he reached that point.
Maybe the elderly Professor was simply overjoyed.
Old Magneto and Wolverine, time-travellers like Fang Yuan, were elated—they'd never dreamed of seeing Mutants hold their heads high.
The terrible Sentinel apocalypse was over, and the root conflict between humans and Mutants resolved.
The Mutants of this timeline differed from those of the new timeline Fang Yuan had come from.
In the 1960s timeline, Fang Yuan had turned Mutants into superheroes and superstars, rebranded them as Awakened, and—with Vought Corporation's help—shifted the World's trajectory.
But here, deep-seated human-Mutant hatred ruled out soft tactics; under Fang Yuan's mayhem, Mutants simply flexed their muscles.
"Hate Mutants?"
"Fine."
"But do you hate staying alive?"
Humanity's survival now rested entirely on Mutants.
At first, humans didn't fully buy this idea; once order returned, officials began stalling on the promised Mutant Bill.
"With relations reversed, special legislation to protect Mutants is unnecessary," the official claimed under the elderly Professor's Telepathy.
Days later, news broke of sentinel robots raiding a port and seizing cargo, sweeping the globe.
"Why look at me? I never said Fox couldn't build more Sentinels."
Fang Yuan shrugged under Professor X's gaze.
Officials thought the fall of Trask Industries and the shutdown of old Sentinels meant safety—they were dead wrong.
He hated broken promises; did they think they could fool Black King?
Old Professor X smiled in approval.
He was clever enough to catch Fang Yuan's drift.
Sure enough, the promised Mutant Bill soon hit the agenda, and the X-Men agreed to help the government crush Fox's new Sentinels.
Thus, Mutant status was cemented once and for all.
Fox lived, the Sentinel Crisis lingered, and humanity depended on Mutants.
Hostility?
Refusing to grovel counted as backbone.
Fang Yuan shook his head: Mutants owed everything to him—no matter the World, every Mutant should kowtow!
Yet if they actually queued to kowtow, he'd refuse—he was busy.
Busy claiming the spoils of war.
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