I Am In Marvel - Chapter 694 IMUC 696 The Legend of Superman

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In the dining room on the first floor of the villa, Magneto Erik’s remarkable family, along with their guests, Caesar and Apocalypse, gathered around the wooden dining table, sharing a meal together.

“You all eat first; I’ll whip up a few more dishes.” Erik’s wife, Nina, was bustling in the kitchen, her enthusiasm palpable. It was a rare occasion for them to have guests in their home.

Meanwhile, Wanda and Lorna, the two little girls, sat with knives and forks in hand, their feet swinging in the air since they couldn’t reach the ground. They hadn’t started their meal yet; instead, they were eyeing Caesar and Apocalypse with a mix of curiosity and suspicion, as if sizing them up like potential kidnappers.

It had been over a decade since anyone had visited their home, and naturally, the girls were intrigued by the newcomers.

Caesar and Apocalypse, however, seemed completely at ease, treating the place like their own home as they dug into the food on the table.

Erik, holding his youngest child, Anna, was tying a napkin around her neck. Quicksilver, sitting nearby, remained quiet, keeping his head down and eating at a pace that was almost painfully ordinary.

“Something’s off,” Wanda said suddenly, squinting her eyes.

“Definitely strange,” Lorna agreed, both girls turning their attention to Quicksilver. “Brother, why are you eating so slowly today?”

“Ahem!” Quicksilver nearly choked on his food, coughing hard. He glanced at Caesar and Apocalypse before forcing a smile and saying, “I usually eat like this.”

“Really?” Wanda and Lorna exchanged skeptical looks. Normally, Quicksilver could finish a meal in less than half a second.

With a bitter smile, Quicksilver continued to eat slowly and politely. With Caesar and Apocalypse at the table, he felt he couldn’t eat as quickly as usual. One was the man who had taken his title as the fastest, and the other was the first mutant who had nearly dominated the world.

These two represented the pinnacle of power on Earth— there was no one else like them! Even if the country’s leaders were present, they would still feel a mix of fear and awe.

Of course, Quicksilver held great respect for Caesar.

“Hey, what’s your name?” Lorna asked curiously, looking at Caesar.

“Mind your manners,” Erik scolded his daughter sternly, giving her a pointed look. “You should call him ‘Uncle.'”

Lorna pouted, crossing her arms. “Uncle? Look at his age; he’s not much older than us!”

“Yeah, exactly,” Wanda chimed in, teasing.

Erik couldn’t help but smile helplessly. According to the generational hierarchy, Caesar was indeed older than an uncle.

Seeing his daughters refuse to accept the title, Erik turned to Caesar, apologizing, “Sorry about that. I’ve spoiled them too much.”

“It’s fine,” Caesar replied with a nonchalant smile. It seemed Erik had completely retired from his old life.

It was hard to imagine that the man who once dared to assassinate a sitting U.S. president and founded a mutant organization to challenge the world was now a doting father, kept in check by his daughters and even feeding his little one.

This was proof that the world had truly changed.

“Your name is Caesar?” Wanda asked, furrowing her brows as she looked at him. “I feel like I’ve heard that name somewhere before.”

“Me too, Caesar…” Lorna murmured to herself.

Caesar didn’t respond, continuing to cut his steak with an air of elegance. In his youth, he had been far more reckless and mischievous than the girls.

This was a manifestation of special superpowers. Expecting a mutant with exceptional talent to behave like ordinary children would be a misguided approach to their development.

A little while later, Wanda and Lorna’s eyes suddenly lit up. They exchanged excited glances before turning back to Caesar, asking eagerly, “You’re not that Caesar, are you?”

“The strongest mutant in the world? Superman?”

“You just thought of it now?” Quicksilver muttered, shaking his head. After all, who else would dare to visit without prior notice besides the current Caesar?

Under the intense gaze of the two little girls, Caesar gently nodded. “Superman… I think someone called me that in the past.”

That was indeed from a much earlier time.

“Wow—”

Wanda and Lorna’s expressions transformed as if they were facing an idol, their eyes wide and sparkling.

“The legendary Superman is visiting my house?” Wanda said, almost in disbelief.

Lorna was even more animated, clenching her small fists and waving them energetically. “Do you know? You’re the idol of our school— no, of the entire mutant community!”

“How so?” Caesar raised an eyebrow, intrigued, eager to hear what kind of legend he had become.

Wanda and Lorna’s faces flushed with excitement as they explained, “In the legend, you’ve only taken action twice.”

“Once, you defeated the boss of the largest mutant organization that was heading down the wrong path with one punch! You changed society’s view of us mutants.”

“And another time, you defeated the supervillain who almost destroyed the world and saved…”

Listening to their innocent and enthusiastic chatter, Quicksilver couldn’t help but stifle a laugh, barely managing to cover his mouth in time to stop himself from spitting out his food.

When Wanda and Lorna’s gaze turned toward him, Quicksilver awkwardly waved his hand. “It’s nothing, just couldn’t hold it in.”

Erik’s expression darkened slightly, while Apocalypse chuckled, unfazed by the mention of his dark past, as it also marked his first encounter with his master.

“It’s no big deal,” Caesar said, taking a sip from his glass and teasing, “Those two weren’t that hard to beat.”

Wanda and Lorna’s eyes grew even wider, looking at Caesar as they spoke in unison, “Superman, please take us as your apprentices!”

Erik coughed and said in a low voice, “Enough. After the holidays, you still need to go back to school!”

“But this holiday is two months long,” Wanda protested, wrinkling her nose.

“Please, say yes,” Lorna added, looking at Caesar with hopeful eyes.

Caesar, gazing at the two little girls, suddenly felt a wave of nostalgia, recalling his days with Jean.

He finished his wine, smiled, and said, “I won’t be taking apprentices anymore. I’m not fit to be a teacher.”

Wanda and Lorna immediately looked disappointed, their heads drooping.

“However…” Caesar’s tone shifted as he looked seriously at the two girls, “If you really want a mentor, my servant next to me would be a better fit.”

He wasn’t a mutant, nor was he human, and when it came to mutated abilities, no one understood them better than Apocalypse.

“Him?”

Wanda and Lorna exchanged glances, looking at the elderly man sitting next to Caesar, unconvinced, muttering to each other.

Quicksilver nearly choked on his drink.

This was Apocalypse! Who could compare to his strength besides Caesar?

Right now, forget about being his apprentice— there were even current world leaders, the president, and the head of the Brotherhood who would be willing to work for Apocalypse!

(End of Chapter)

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