In the mixed Mutant Universe, in 19XX, an security company named '...' was quietly established in the United States.
That's right, this was established by Michael after he left Kamar-Taj and arrived in New York.
It wasn't that Michael wanted to recruit more subordinates; he simply didn't want to do everything himself.
After comprehensive consideration, Michael chose an security and mercenary company. Weapons could be manufactured by White, and personnel could be recruited from the vast pool of retired soldiers worldwide. It could be said that this '...' company, as its name suggested, was a '...' company, the kind that could be abandoned at any time!
In fact, the name Michael initially thought of was 'Cannon Fodder Company,' but he saw that the '...' character didn't look as good as '...', so he simply named it '...' Company. As for the meaning of the company's name, he would let people guess...: A private security and military contractor, whose client Base included both individuals and national armies.
Amidst the Cold War confrontation between the two superpowers, the US and the Soviet Union, similar companies were established or went bankrupt every day; they were ubiquitous.
Almost no one was curious about this '...' company.
Except for... Professor Charles! No other reason! Because this '...' company's headquarters was located only ten kilometers away from the 'Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters'!
It was a joke; how could he allow others to sleep soundly in his bed? Knowing that Professor Charles could easily detect the secrets in others' minds, who would build a Base right in front of him? It could be said that within a hundred-kilometer radius of where the famous Professor Charles resided, there were simply no other... forces establishing a presence.
What on earth was this sudden '...' company thinking? Why hadn't other forces warned them? Could it be a test sent by some people? Filled with various doubts, Professor Charles, as a matter of course, used his abilities!
"What's wrong?"
"Have you found any problems?"
Hank McCoy, codenamed 'Beast,' stood beside Professor Charles, awaiting an answer.
Hank was also quite nervous about the sudden appearance of the '...' company and its decision to build its headquarters ten kilometers from the Mutant School.
In fact, ever since Mutants were widely discovered, the attitude of ordinary people towards Mutants had not been very friendly.
How could Hank not be nervous when a military company with powerful firepower and fierce personnel suddenly set up shop next to their Mutant School?
"None!"
Professor Charles, wearing a Cerebro helmet but not yet bald, looked puzzled.
"I haven't found any problems from the executives or employees of this '...' company."
"Accepting recruitment, arranging site selection, establishing a Base, organizing defenses, arranging training, awaiting orders, and so on..."
"Their behavior is exactly the same as other similar companies."
"Everything seems to be very normal business behavior; there isn't the slightest flaw to be seen."
Charles removed the Cerebro helmet, puzzled, and explained to Hank, who was standing by.
"I knew it!"
"Knowing your abilities, Professor, the people in this company wouldn't possibly know any secrets."
Bang! Hank slammed his fist on the control panel, making the Cerebro helmet Charles had just placed down jump.
"Perhaps,"
"we need to go and see for ourselves."
Charles controlled his wheelchair, turned, and left the Cerebro amplification chamber.
"Did you ultimately find some suspicious points?"
Hank raised an eyebrow, quickly turned off the control panel, then hurried to catch up and asked.
"No!"
"In fact, I haven't!"
"But my intuition tells me..."
"there must be some secrets that I cannot detect!"
Charles narrowed his eyes, but said with great certainty.
"Then I'll go gather our companions."
Hank didn't question Charles's intuition and instead asked.
"No need!"
"We're just going to take a look."
"My intuition tells me there should be no danger."
Shaking his head, Charles stopped Hank's idea of gathering people and turned to enter the elevator.
"Heh heh."
"Professor Charles is indeed the renowned Professor Charles!"
"I never showed myself from beginning to end, yet Charles still sensed something abnormal."
When Charles used the Cerebro amplifier, Michael immediately noticed.
All of Charles's actions were naturally under Michael's'surveillance.'
In New York, at the Four Seasons Hotel, in the most luxurious presidential suite on the top floor, Michael looked through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows at the 1980s American landscape outside, sipping the 'qing shen tea' he had brought from Ancient One, and marveled at Charles's performance.
One must know that Michael hadn't used any means on any of the '...' company's executives or employees; even the establishment of this company was handled by White.
But Charles, simply by... intuition, discovered the problem. On this point, Charles's ability was indeed commendable...
Of course, in fact, anyone not foolish would know that building a Base next to the Mutant School would inevitably have problems.
It's just a matter of whether you can find that problem or not.
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