Professor X—Save the mutants, completely end the Sentinel Services' pursuit of them. Cost: 2000 Universal Points.
Megatron—Make the Decepticons the true rulers of Earth. Cost: 2000 Universal Points.
Akainu—End the Great Pirate Era, return the world to peace. Cost: 3000 Universal Points.
John Constantine—Cut off all interference from Heaven and Hell in the human world. Cost: 8000 Universal Points.
Jiro—Eliminate the threat of NEO to the human world. Cost: 20000 Universal Points
Tao Pai Pai—Kill Son Goku! Cost: ?????? Universal Points
"So it seems the cost to start a Wish Journey has nothing to do with the sub-personality's rank or power," Raymond thought, "but instead with the difficulty of their wish…"
Looking through the current list, he already had a rough grasp of the system.
The most obvious example was Tao Pai Pai's wish.
In terms of strength, Tao Pai Pai wouldn't even crack the top five among his sub-personalities.
But his wish's difficulty far surpassed all the others—even Jiro, his only gold sub-personality, was nowhere close.
"Judging by that… if I really start Tao Pai Pai's Wish Journey, I'd probably be facing Goku way past his childhood stage…"
The thought alone made Raymond want to give Tao Pai Pai a sarcastic thumbs-up and say, You're amazing.
Then completely ignore the wish.
Yeah, right—he wasn't done living yet.
"From the looks of it, wishes that cost under 1000 points shouldn't be too hard and could be cleared without much trouble."
"Except for those two clowns—the Exorcist and Heavenly Crippled Foot—their wishes conflict, so I can only do one. The rest I could knock out quickly."
"But the rewards for those will probably be small… especially Kuro's. That's just pathetic."
Looking at Kuro's measly wish that only cost 50 points to start, Raymond almost felt embarrassed to even try it.
It was like telling some random guy on the street, 'Go steal a lollipop from a preschooler, and I'll give you five bucks.'
Not that it couldn't be done—it was just shameful.
And unless the reward turned out to be ridiculously high, it wouldn't be worth it. Judging by the difficulty, it probably wouldn't be.
The system's reward logic seemed consistent—it wasn't going to give more points for an easy job.
"Wishes costing between 1000 and 3000 points fall into the category of challenging but still doable."
"Anything above 3000? Not happening right now. Even if I could switch sub-personalities without limit, it wouldn't work…"
Based on his knowledge and current strength, Raymond mentally sorted the list by feasibility.
Professor X's wish was worth a try, but before that, he'd definitely want to test the waters with one or two easier ones.
Once he fully understood how Wish Journeys worked, he could tackle the more ambitious ones.
"Now… which one to start with…" he muttered, scrolling through the list and weighing his options.
Meanwhile, after leaving Raymond's room, Sage was still in a daze, her mind elsewhere.
The impact from meeting the Second Professor was just too much.
Especially after seeing, in those memories, her "friends" dying one after another at the claws of Sentinels—and even another version of herself meeting the same fate… it left her shaken.
Even knowing they weren't her friends, and that other self technically had little to do with her…
But deep down, she was terrified that those scenes might one day become reality.
She could accept risking her own life—she'd already volunteered to go undercover knowing the danger.
But she couldn't accept mutants ending the same way they had in those visions—wiped out without a shred of dignity.
Alone, she knew she couldn't change the future.
She was self-aware enough to admit she wasn't particularly capable or decisive.
If possible, she'd rather continue fighting under the Professor's leadership.
But she also knew she could never change his mind.
Just like the Second Professor had said—even if she went to the Professor right now and told him everything, it wouldn't shake his ideals.
It was those ideals that had split him from Magneto in the first place.
For leaders like them, their beliefs were unshakable.
No one could convince the other.
It was the perfect case of "refusing to believe until you see the coffin."
Unless they witnessed the result with their own eyes, they'd never believe they were wrong.
The problem was, by the time they did, it would be too late to change anything—just like in the memories the Second Professor had shown her.
In that other world, he had once held the exact same beliefs as the Professor here.
Only when the Sentinels had grown too strong, when even uniting all mutant power could not defeat them, did he finally realize he'd been wrong.
But by then, it was over.
Likewise, the Professor here would never change his mind over mere possibilities—only undeniable proof could sway him.
But at that point, would right or wrong even matter?
Sage's will wasn't as strong as the Professor's, nor was it as rigid.
After seeing those visions, part of her was already searching for a solution, though she had yet to find one.
Second Professor's offer was essentially placing a ready-made solution in front of her, giving her another option.
In a way, he was the Professor—just one whose ideals had evolved.
It wasn't an exact description, but to someone like her—someone who wanted change but lacked the ability to make it happen—it was an option too tempting to ignore.
Her hesitation now was only due to her sense of loyalty.
She didn't want to be a traitor.
But her rational mind had already surrendered.
"Tessa? Tessa?" Red Devil's voice pulled her back to reality.
"Mm… what?" she blinked.
"You okay? You don't look so good," he said, giving her a concerned look.
"I'm fine, just a little sore throat. Might be a cold…" she said, clearing her throat.
"A sore throat?" his tone turned odd.
He'd seen her leaving Raymond's room just now—she hadn't noticed him.
It was hard to believe she'd suddenly caught a cold… especially with that particular symptom.
Giving her a sympathetic look, he patted her shoulder and said with a meaningful sigh:
"Young people… best to take it easy. Take care of yourself."
With that, he clasped his hands behind his back and walked off, shaking his head as if lamenting something.
Sage was left staring after him in bewilderment.
She was sure there was a misunderstanding here… but somehow, it felt impossible to explain.
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