Marvel: Master Of Role-Playing

Setting up a lab in Gotham City wasn't a difficult task.

The Joker Gang provided the funding, and Wayne Enterprises handled the logistics. Anything he needed was easy to acquire—except for Vibranium, which was tightly controlled by Wakanda. Other than that, no matter how illegal or rare, nothing was truly out of reach in Gotham.

Once the lab was set up, Reid continued his role as Lex Luthor and got to work.

By now, he fully understood how his role-playing system differed from those in the novels he had read in his past life.

While the system granted progress percentages easily, the real challenge was completing the character's missions—not just staying in role.

That meant he didn't have to be overly cautious about staying in character at all times. Breaking character might lower his progress, but the right actions would quickly raise it again.

For example, if he could find a suitable superhuman to serve as Luthor's rival, someone like Superman, his role play progress would soar.

Unfortunately, neither the cards he possessed nor the current state of the Marvel world provided a suitable "Superman" to act as Luthor's rival.

So for now, all Reid could do was focus on research.

Luthor was a genius, a scientist. Research was a fundamental part of his life, and the same applied to his role-play. As long as Reid used Luthor's identity to conduct scientific experiments or scheme elaborate plans, his role-play progress would continue to grow.

'The only problem is that before completing the character mission, I can't reach 100%.'

Inside the lab, Reid let out a sigh, then reached for a vial of red serum from the equipment tray.

"It's done. A serum that allows humans to generate and actively control special energy."

A month had passed since Scott's attack. With Lex Luthor's capabilities, Reid had completed the serum's development within this time. He also received news that Norman and Otto were struggling and were about to seek investment. The timing couldn't be better.

"Harley, come with me. Joker, keep an eye on Gotham."

Ever since Harley barged into the bathroom to test the hardness of Scott's skull, Reid realized how important it was to have a follower by his side.

At least until he had enough power, having a subordinate was still necessary.

Bringing Harley along, Reid set off for New York once again. This time, his goal was to completely turn Os Industries into LexCorp.

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Westchester, Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.

"Charles, the government officials have left."

In Charles Xavier's office, Erik was no longer present. On the school grounds, fewer older mutants could be seen running around.

Because Erik had left.

Just as Reid predicted, Charles refused to recklessly wage war on human society.

Their goal wasn't just the United States—it was the entire world. He wanted a future where mutants ruled over humanity.

And right now, they hadn't even fully united the mutants within the U.S.

So, the mutants split.

The faction led by Erik opposed Charles' vision of peaceful coexistence with humans. They also openly admitted that Scott had been their vanguard in attacking humanity.

A great battle erupted within the school, nearly destroying half of the mansion. Afterward, Erik left with his followers and officially established the Brotherhood of Mutants.

Meanwhile, Charles stayed behind, maintaining the image of a peace-seeking mutant as he began negotiations with the U.S. government, searching for a future where both sides could coexist.

Reid had predicted all of this.

Beyond the intelligence he had sharpened under the influence of the Joker and Luthor, his true advantage lay in his understanding of this world.

The development of the Marvel world followed a certain trajectory—possibly because the writers were running out of ideas and kept recycling classic storylines.

But within the Marvel multiverse, this translated into events naturally unfolding in predetermined ways with just a slight push in the right direction.

"I understand." A trace of exhaustion appeared on Charles' face.

When he learned that Scott had acted on his own and caused chaos in human society, Charles immediately distanced himself from Erik, keeping the majority of mutant forces under his control while allowing Erik to take a smaller group and play the role of the villain.

But the human government wasn't so easily fooled. They knew things weren't that simple.

Fortunately, the mutants had already gathered enough power to pose a real threat. The government wouldn't dare act against them so soon—Charles still had time.

"Raven, in a while, you'll need to fake your death. Then, go find Erik. His side is too weak and needs support."

"Understood."

Replied Raven, still wearing the guise of an elderly woman. But soon, this identity would "die of old age," allowing her to leave the school and join the Brotherhood under her true form.

"By the way, how is Jean doing now?" Charles asked about Jean's current situation.

The main reason he had decided to conserve his strength was because of Jean. He could tell that it would take her some time to master her powers. Once she did, overthrowing humanity would be an effortless task.

"Jean... seems to be becoming more and more obsessed with that human man. Her room is filled with drawings of him based on her memories. Do you think this is really okay, Charles?"

Raven was concerned that their greatest asset, Jean, might abandon their ideals due to her infatuation with a human man.

Charles, however, seemed confident.

"It's fine. Our goal isn't to eradicate humanity. I'll find time to talk to Jean and make sure she understands that only when mutants rule the world will she truly be able to be with the man she loves."

"I hope so."

Raven left, and Charles sat alone, quietly in his chair.

Despite the unexpected turn of events, everything was still relatively stable. Mutants were continuing to move toward a brighter future, but for some reason, Charles couldn't shake a feeling of unease in his heart.

'It feels like something's been overlooked, but... what could it be?'

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At the same time, Reid had returned to New York City with Harley and his research results.

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