Adapting in Marvel

"Why am I here?"

"Who are you?"

In Professor X's private villa, Moira looked at Brian and the others with a confused expression, her tone stiff and unfamiliar.

"Miss Moira, do you really not remember?" Brian asked calmly.

"Remember what?" Moira replied, her face full of confusion.

"You came to Oxford University and drank too much yesterday, and I kindly brought you back here," Brian said without hesitation.

"Really? Why can't I remember it?" Moira looked at Brian suspiciously, trying to recall what had happened the day before.

However, the more she tried to remember, the more drowsy her brain became, even experiencing a slight tingling sensation. She realized she couldn't remember anything from the past few days.

"Miss Moira?" Brian's voice gradually brought her back to her senses.

She glanced at Brian and the others but found that she had no impression of them at all.

She assumed they must be some insignificant people.

"Hangovers make the brain drowsy. Would you like a cup of coffee?" Brian casually took a cup of coffee from the coffee machine next to him and handed it to Moira with a smile.

"Thank you for your kindness, sir."

"However, I have to leave here. I still have a mission to complete," Moira replied before leaving the villa.

Watching Moira leave, Professor X frowned and looked at Brian. "Brian, what did you do to Moira?"

Facing Professor X's questioning, Brian responded lightly, "Nothing, I just deleted her memory about us and the Mutants."

Professor X was stunned for a moment. He looked at Brian in surprise, unaware that Brian had other mutant abilities. "Can you delete Moira's memory?" Professor X asked subconsciously.

Brian had been waiting for Professor X's question.

In fact, after using the brain block technique to seal Moira's memory, Brian knew that Professor X would definitely ask.

And Brian had already thought of an excuse. "To be honest, I was surprised myself.

Professor X, you should know that my ability is survival of the fittest. I can adapt to extreme environments so that my body can evolve. After you used your mind power to read my memory, I found that I had adapted to a new ability.

Moreover, this ability doesn't seem to degenerate with the disappearance of the extreme environment."

Brian spoke excitedly, explaining in detail.

Seeing the doubts of Professor X and Mystique, Brian continued.

"In short, I've adapted to a new mutant ability. This is the first time this has happened to me in all these years. It's incredible."

Brian had just finished speaking when Mystique looked at him with admiration and said, "Brian, your mutant ability is so strong that you can even adapt to a new mutant ability. What is the second ability you've obtained?"

"Memory deletion. I can delete memories from someone's mind by touching their skin. However, this ability is quite weak. I can only delete up to three days of memory."

Brian would definitely not tell Professor X that he has the ability of brain occlusion.

Before Professor X asked, Brian had already thought about how to disguise his brain occlusion.

Among the NBC television series Heroes, there is Haitian who has the ability to delete memories. Brian directly applied that concept to disguise his brain occlusion. Anyway, the effect of brain occlusion was no different from memory deletion.

"Can the mutant ability of survival of the fittest actually adapt to new mutant abilities? Brian, you are stronger than I thought," Professor X said, clearly impressed and somewhat envious.

Although he knew that Brian's mutant ability was very powerful and that almost nothing could kill him, the idea that Brian could adapt to a completely new mutant ability surprised even him.

"Yes Charles, being able to adapt to a new mutant ability really excites me," Brian said, seemingly completely immersed in his excitement.

It wasn't until five minutes later that Brian sighed helplessly. "It's a pity that I can't control my ability at all. Maybe adapting to the memory deletion ability was just a coincidence."

Seeing Brian visibly troubled, Mystique walked to Brian's side, hugged him gently, and comforted him, "Brian, you will definitely be able to master your ability and adapt to a second and third mutant ability. Keep going."

"Thank you, Raven." Brian smiled, holding Raven's face before giving her a long kiss.

His goal was achieved.

In the future, even if he cut the brains of other mutants and stole their abilities, as long as Professor X didn't witness it directly, Brian could attribute it to his adaptive evolution.

If asked, he could simply say it was a new ability he had adapted to.

What? Why does my ability seem similar to that of other mutants?

Isn't that normal? I adapted to the new ability through exposure to other mutants.

Is this reasonable?

Yes, it is very reasonable.

Brian had found an excuse to use his plundering ability in a way that seemed justified, and that made him feel very pleased with himself.

He even wanted to 'celebrate' with Raven.

However, Professor X's presence disturbed Brian's plans.

"Brian, you haven't explained why you wanted to delete Moira's memory," Professor X continued to ask.

"If human leaders knew about the existence of mutants like us, what would be their first reaction?" Brian responded with a serious question instead of directly answering Professor X.

"Capture all mutants," Professor X answered instinctively.

"That's why I deleted Moira's memory. If Moira told the CIA leaders about the existence of mutants, it would mean revealing us to the world, and the human leaders would do everything in their power to eliminate us."

Hearing Brian's words, Professor X fell silent.

As a telepathic mutant, Professor X understood the dark side of human nature more than most. He knew exactly what the reaction of human leaders would be if they discovered the existence of mutants.

At best, they would capture and study them. At worst, mutants would face complete eradication by humans. To eliminate what they see as a threat, humans would stop at nothing.

Professor X sighed. He knew that Brian's actions were correct, but he still found it difficult to accept.

"After all, Moira spent time with us, and she saw you as a friend," Professor X said with a wry smile.

"Professor, I know. Moira is my friend. It pained me to delete her memory."

Brian took a deep breath, and then his expression turned cold.

"But, for the future of mutants, necessary sacrifices are worth it. In order to prevent my fellow mutants from being hunted by the human military, I'm willing to make sacrifices. Everything is for the greater good," Brian said with conviction.

In reality, though, Brian had no emotional struggle over deleting Moira's memory. Moira was just a means to get closer to Professor X. Now that he had successfully joined Professor X's team, Moira was no longer necessary.

Though he had shared an intimate relationship with Moira, there were hundreds of other women he had been with—different kinds, different places. What did Moira count for? It would have been fine if she had taken his advice, but since she insisted on her own beliefs, Brian didn't hesitate to act without mercy.