Marvel World New Magneto

In the lounge where Eric and his party stayed, the live broadcast of Tony's hearing was appearing on the TV screen.

"The Iron Man weapon is too powerful and may pose a threat to the lives and property of the American people, so we may have to consider taking it back from you..." The senator presiding over the hearing made a helpless expression , Tony pressed his forehead anxiously, this was a tough attitude he didn't expect, but he had to overcome it.

"Then forget about it." Tony was sitting looking straight at each other. "I am Iron Man, Iron Man is me, hand over this steel shell, I have no human dignity at all, this is no different from slavery - as far as I know in this country, even prostitutes have human dignity dignity."

Amidst the low-pitched smiles of the bystanders, Tony solemnly expressed his attitude.

"Even prostitutes know not to hand over their clients so easily, so I won't hand it over."

The confrontation between Tony and the senator gradually became more intense, and the official attitude was tough. Dustin Hammer, a weapons expert from Hammer Industries, another arms contractor, was invited to testify. The situation gradually became unfavorable for Tony.

"That's Iron Man?" The students gathered around with serious expressions.

They have all heard of Tony's deeds, such as flying randomly in the sky, breaking through the no-fly zone order, shooting down fighter planes, and knocking down all kinds of criminals.Although I have seen him in industrial parks and campsites before, but at that time he was either fighting or surrounded by bodyguards. Only Eric could touch him. It is still a headache to appear on the TV without reservation like now. See you once.

But no matter how he behaved, he was also a member of ordinary people, and ordinary people would press every step of the way against their own kind, which made the young mutant suddenly feel very uneasy.

"Boss, why should we take responsibility for Stark?" During the intermission of the hearing, Bobby took the initiative to ask the mentor, just because of the steel armor.Billionaires like Stark have been coveted, and the scene of being suppressed by the government has touched them a lot.

Eric nodded to the frowning John, indicating that there is no electromagnetic field that the bugging device should have, and then explained to Bobby.

"Because we need this war more than Stark, we need public awareness that there is disagreement and even conflict. We have more advantages as the victim. Look outside." He pointed out the window.A group of expressionless guards in black closely surrounded this independent building. They looked serious, and part of their attention was directed to the outside, but more to the inside of the building, peeking in through the windows from time to time.

"They seem to be protecting us, but it's hard for you to judge what they are secretly thinking, where we can't see it. Maybe there is an undercurrent creeping in. The attitude of human beings is very subtle. They express to you Be friendly, and at the same time keep testing your bottom line. Once they find that their attitude is loose, they will besiege them like leeches smelling blood. Therefore, beating must be carried out from time to time. Let them forget our attitude and strength."

"Then when will we win?" Pete asked everyone's aspirations, and the development of the situation made them feel a little worried.

"This is a covert war. We have to wait until people recognize the superiority of mutants from the bottom of their hearts and willingly accept our protection and rules." Eric sighed almost imperceptibly.He has many ways to speed up this process, so that human beings can't move their strength to play tricks, but some invisible restrictions bind his hands and feet, and he can only rely on time to slowly adapt.

In the President's Office, a conspiracy against mutants is still brewing.

"This is the new Magneto, an outstanding figure ushered in by the mutant race after decades of internal attrition." John Constantine made no secret of his admiration for Eric. "Compared to his predecessor, Professor Xavier, the new leader's attitude is more proactive and confident, and compared to another Magneto, he is rational and restrained enough. It is he who broke the dull deadlock and made the mutants openly appear in the eyes of the public , I'd say he's picked a good entry point and is really good at tapping into the sympathy and curiosity of the public. He's making a difference in the mutant landscape, so that's the only guy we're going to have as our biggest adversary."

"But as far as we know, the other two mutants are more powerful than him, which means they are more dangerous." The military representative cautiously expressed their opposition, and they must consider more in terms of safety.

Constantine laughed, a sneer on his lips.

"In the past few centuries, the strategy of the British Empire has caused the countries on the other side of the strait to shed blood. Is this because the strength of the island countries is stronger than that of the mainland countries combined? No, it is just that it has guided the situation correctly. If a country is too powerful, another country will rise up to regain the lost balance. Today I would like to propose to you a new balance-of-power-mutant balance strategy. Abandon the influence of that person and bring the world back The original line, Magneto was controlled by Professor Xavier, and Professor Xavier was distracted to deal with his old friends, so everything came back to square one. When the college and the fraternity held each other like they used to be, we grew rapidly, and someday Two old men will be driven into the grave of history."

"What price do we have to pay to convince them?" Seeing the dawn of hope, people asked one after another.

"You don't have to pay anything." A smile appeared on Constantine's thin cheeks. "Maintain the status quo, no longer recruit mutants into the army, and do not try to control sensitive people. This can minimize friction, and the economic benefits can be shared with the fraternity and the academy. In this war, we only need to do one thing The thing is to focus all our efforts to push the new Magneto off the stage and let his original supporters deal with him, mutants don't need a unique leader."

"So, who's going to deal with the mutants?" the President asked the final question. "Secretary McCoy seems more inclined towards the new leader, I don't think he's a good person to talk to."

"Then bypass him and go directly to Xavier. I have an ordinary person who cares about mutants, an old friend of Professor Xavier, and a former CIA agent. She was born and died for the country, and she deserves our trust." Constantine Walking to the window, breathing the fresh air comfortably, fiddled with the globe next to it. "I believe she will bring us exciting and good news."

When the White House was drawing up the conspiracy, in order to ease the anxiety of the students, a group of the college was walking near the Washington Monument. The Lincoln Memorial was to the west, Capitol Hill was to the east, and the White House was a mile to the north. Of course, they didn’t have to go there yet. go there.

The young people lowered their heads and thought. During this period of time, they had been used to living a carefree life under Eric's wings. Today they suddenly noticed a change, and they felt the pressure again.They just think about it, and they don't notice that they are walking in front of those famous buildings. As mutants who have been persecuted by the state for many years, they have little feeling for the cultural landscape. Resonate with things that have nothing to do with you.

To ease their tense emotions, Eric clapped his hands to wake the students' attention.

"Maybe you can try spiritual travel, which can make your life easier." Eric looked at these children dotingly.

"What's that?" Mary asked with wide-eyed eyes. Everyone was curious about this term they had never heard before.

"A wonderful feeling, and occasionally I use it to regulate emotions."

Eric asked them to close their eyes, form a circle hand in hand, and slowly feel the imaginary landscape.

"You are boarding a boat with a blue sky overhead, seagulls and storks flying around you, no clouds but a strong wind, and the boat is going seven to eight knots an hour..."

Under the guidance of their instructors, the students seemed to re-experience the war-torn era of great voyages.Passing through the smoke of gunpowder, the long and narrow sailed battleship rose straight up against the rushing waves, crossed the arc-shaped wave top, turned around, charged bravely in the direction it came from, and forcibly broke into the enemy fleet. The muzzle of the black hole opened, bombarding the opponent's battleship one by one, tearing the ferocious enemy to pieces.

Then the scene changed, and the storm replaced humans as the new opponent.It came from a very far distance, rolled up a thin white line, and under the agitation of the endless darkness behind, it pushed towards the side with a loud whistling sound, and the calm ocean suddenly turned into a series of steep valleys. After finally climbing from a gully to the top of the mountain, another relentless rain curtain pushed down to a new trough.

Strong winds, lightning and thunder.

Eric slowly read Byron's verses, leading the students into the mood of pirates.

"Our heroic life,

Riding the waves in the symphony of the storm,

From work to rest, it's a time of joy.

Who can experience this beauty?

Not you, pampered servant. "

The young men closed their eyes tightly and responded in unison.

"Sleep cannot soothe you, joy cannot infect you.

Who knows the pleasure, unless his heart is baptized with pain,

And soared proudly over the open seas..."

In a trance, they really experienced vivid and real life again and again.The feeling of ecstasy with the pulse beating freely can only be experienced by wanderers who are desperate to survive.For this joy they go to battle; for this joy they enjoy adventure.

Unknowingly, their pressure gradually subsided, tears flowed down their faces and necks, and they murmured and repeated poems full of pride. (to be continued~^~)