Jean suddenly brought up another matter, "Regarding Trask Industries and Sentinel Services, Charles told us not to act rashly."
This was another reason for Jean's confusion.
They clearly knew that Sentinel Services was researching weapons to deal with Mutants, harming their own kind. Yet, they could only watch helplessly, powerless.
Didn't this kind of behavior just fuel the other party's arrogance?
But Charles also said that they did not have complete evidence to prove that the other party was conducting anti-human experiments.
The information Aaron sent over only recorded the Mutant genes collected by Sentinel Services.
Trask Industries wouldn't be so foolish as to hand over evidence of illegal activities.
Aaron smiled after hearing this. 'As expected.'
In fact, the X-Men had long known about the existence of Sentinel Robots. They even conducted corresponding combat training internally, with Sentinel Robots as their opponents. But they never made any other moves.
The reason is simple: They worried about provoking dissatisfaction from the higher-ups, thereby exacerbating the problem.
However, they didn't expect that the Sentinel Robots would develop to an uncontrollable extent within two years.
Even if Charles and Erik united, they would be powerless to resist.
Actually, everything was their own doing. Powerful Mutants were all killed in the civil war.
It was a classic example of being incompetent in external conflicts and adept in internal conflicts.
When all the strong ones are dead, who else will die if not you?
Are Sentinel Robots powerful? They are powerful, but only to a certain extent.
If Dark Phoenix were still around, or if Apocalypse had appeared, Sentinel Robots would not be a threat at all.
No matter how many Sentinels there were, they would be cannon fodder, disintegrated into sand with a single thought.
However, unfortunately, Days of Future Past happened.
Thinking of this, Aaron shook his head in silence.
"Actually, you have another option."
Jean's spirits lifted upon hearing this.
"What option?"
"Escape."
Aaron looked at the puzzled Jean and continued, "Since Mutants are not tolerated by others, why don't you all leave Human society and go somewhere else?"
"For example, other Planets, or other worlds?"
In a purely Mutant Universe, Mutants don't have this option. But in this world, they can escape.
"Is that possible?"
Jean found it absurd, sounding too much like a fantasy.
Aaron looked up at the sky at this moment. "Do you know what's up there?"
Jean looked up, seeing blue sky and white clouds, nothing else.
"That's the moon."
Aaron didn't keep her in suspense but started talking about the Inhumans. At the same time, he used sensory sharing and farsight to forcibly connect with Jean.
Instantly, Jean felt her vision extend infinitely. This feeling was very strange.
Before she could think more, her vision moved with Aaron. It passed through the rooftop, through the white clouds and the boundless sky.
She saw the moon orbiting the Earth. And...
"Oh my God, there's a city on the Moon!"
"That's Skye's kin, the Inhumans, a civilization living on the moon."
"Is all this real?"
Jean looked at the city in surprise, it seemed quite prosperous.
Residents occasionally exposed in her vision looked no different from humans in appearance. But their technology seemed to be a level higher than Earth's.
Jean subconsciously felt that all of this might be an illusion.
"This is the power of the All-Seeing Eye. The Asgardians use this ability to constantly monitor the Nine Realms and even the Milky Way Galaxy."
"What you are seeing now is exactly the scene observed on the moon at this moment."
"That is the city of the Inhumans, living in isolation on the moon."
Aaron's vision moved, and Jean's vision followed.
She saw various buildings and also the Inhumans royal palace.
Black Bolt sat on the throne with his mouth closed, occasionally nodding or shaking his head.
"This is the King of the Inhumans on the Moon, you can call him Black Bolt."
"They have been living on the Moon for a long time, leading peaceful and stable lives for many years."
As Jean listened, a question came to her mind.
"Then, do the Inhumans on Earth know about the city on the Moon?"
Aaron shook his head.
Compared to Mutants, Inhumans rarely appeared in the sight of various countries. Unless they activated their abilities by Terrigen Crystals, ordinary Inhumans were no different from ordinary people.
"So, they were abandoned?" Jean's gaze was complex.
Upon hearing this, Aaron knew what Jean was thinking.
He said playfully, "Nothing can be perfect, not even a God can achieve that."
"And do you know how many people in this world possess the X-Gene?"
"Mutants will continue to be born. Either establish a world with only Mutants, or completely separate them from ordinary people to solve the problem once and for all."
"Of course, if you possess invincible power and many allies, perhaps you can also protect Mutants from discrimination and Carnage."
"Invincible power..."
Jean thought for a moment, is such a thing possible?
Mutants have limits, unless... they stop being humans.
Wait!
Great power and many allies...
Isn't there one right in front of her?
Aaron can create a sun with a wave of his hand, and in the blink of an eye, he can gaze at the moon and even the Nine Realms. He is also the rising star of the world, with strong influence in the United Nations.
Many times, the U.S. President's words might not be as effective as Aaron's.
As long as newborn is in hand, he represents the people of the entire world.
Moreover, Aaron is not human, he is a God.
Is there a greater protector than Aaron in this world?
Jean looked up, meeting Aaron's gaze.
Aaron raised an eyebrow, somewhat puzzled as to why Jean had suddenly swept away her worries and beamed with joy.
It was as if someone who had stumbled into darkness, yearning for light, had finally seen the long-awaited warm sunlight after a long time.
"I know what to do." Jean pursed her lips, her expression firm.
"You really know? Uh... good."
Aaron was suspicious. His underlying meaning was for Jean to focus on unleashing her own power. As long as she could control the personality and power of Dark Phoenix, she would possess relatively "invincible power."
Putting aside whether she could dominate the world, protecting the Mutants would be easy.
Suddenly, Jean picked up her red dress and stood up. Her slender hand rested on the dress strap, slowly moving downwards.
"Wait! What exactly did you figure out?" Aaron was astonished.
This style is wrong!
What on earth did Jean think? To offer herself proactively?
Although Aaron was pleased to see this, Jean's state...
"Calm down, don't let Dark Phoenix take over your will."
Aaron looked into her eyes, but they were not the red he imagined, they were incredibly clear, perfectly normal.
"Mr. Aaron, please protect the Mutants."
As the strap fell, Jean slowly leaned down.
Aaron finally understood what Jean meant by her words.
She misunderstood, thinking Aaron was implying he could help the Mutants.
Well... that's not entirely wrong.
Aaron is someone who dislikes trouble.
But...
Never mind, let's talk about it another day.
I'll go first!
Living room, bathroom, bedroom, garden...