Fantasy World Transmigration

The true masters of this world never thought that mutants would become such a big trouble.

It seems that the total number of mutants in millions is terrifying! It is very dangerous to move the ability to destroy the world! The future evolution direction of human beings is magnificent! But in fact, there is only one ten-millionth of the total human population, and more than 90% of them are different from ordinary people only in appearance, and they don't even have any practical abilities.

How can such a group of people be called the confidant of mankind? The methods humans use to deal with them are, at best, the same set of methods used to deal with terrorists, or in other words, their greatest threat is only the set of things that extremists can do. Terrorist attacks! Assassination! destroy!

Mutants have great potential, but in essence they are just a group of unstable elements among humans. It would be a bit tricky for them to unite, but this group is also full of contradictions and extremely chaotic thoughts. They are like condensed Like a human society, various conflicts frequently occur among each other.

Such a group wants to threaten the world, the real master of this country, the group of people who control the operation of this society and the real power, they are still far away!

We are all millions of people every minute. They are all big shots who control the lifeline of global finance and influence the lives of millions of people. With a net worth of tens of billions, why hang out with the mutants and the lower classes? Influence, mud legs who lack even influence, what kind of human rights are they playing about, what kind of power are they talking about.

In their view, the real destination of mutants should be in the laboratory, on the operating table, for the extension of human life and health, and for the advancement of scientific research. Contribute a force, or in other words, their physical health and industrial development, and make outstanding contributions. Rather than engaging in social progress. What absurd and ridiculous things to do scientific research or promote the development of human society!

But that's all. It all ends in a name called Tianqi!

In the underground base in Philadelphia, there is a deep-buried nuclear-proof bunker. It is a well-equipped underground base. It is designed for the rich and powerful to continue to live comfortably in this world in the event of a nuclear war in the future. The designer, far from having such a rich imagination, could have anticipated this absurd life-and-death crisis.

They must be unimaginable. The most powerful men in the world, come here not for their own survival and comfort, but for the appendages other than their own, those things that truly represent their existence, power, status and wealth.

People here can accept death, but absolutely cannot accept living with nothing.

In the base, there is a room without metal at all, which is of course to prevent special attacks. For example, the attack of high-frequency electromagnetic waves is also due to the fact that there is a kind of person in a place with metal.

Can be quite dangerous, for example, Magneto is sitting on the left side of the room.

The old man sitting on the right had his hands crossed under his chin, and his right thumb, which was wearing a burning jewel, was half-raised and stroking the loose skin under his jaw. The old man's eyes were half-closed, as if he was looking at Magneto, but he didn't.

The gemstone of the old man's thumb scratched his skin. Feeling the cold breath, he said slowly, "Eric. Too many changes have taken place in just a few days. I want to hear your opinion. What do you think?"

"Ask me? Do you want me to sing praises for your gravediggers? Your destruction is just around the corner, and your days are coming to an end! What do you think of me?" Magneto's voice was calm and powerful, and his eyes showed sarcasm Looking at the calm old man with a smile, "Mutants are ending the glory of mankind. Under the sun, we are the most superior, aren't we?"

"No! Mutants are just a bunch of clowns. I used to think so. Now that Apocalypse is here, I think so too. I'm not wrong. Even Apocalypse looks down on you, doesn't it? His power is not It comes from ability, but something deeper, human wisdom."

"He is proud of his identity as a human being. What he shows is the power of science. We are the future, and human beings are the future..."

"But he's still a mutant!" Magneto interrupted. "Even if he doesn't admit it, he is indeed our brother and our glory. He showed the stronger side of mutants, let We recognize the power of intelligence, which only shows that mutants have more potential than humans in this power."

The plastic ashtray in front of the old man suddenly floated up, spinning between Magneto and the old man, "If you have supernatural powers, you must be a mutant? Is Apocalypse a mutant? I also have supernatural powers, and I am also a mutant." People? This is the power of science, Apocalypse can do this, supernatural power is a miracle to you, but to him, it is just a kind of research."

"Who is your friend and who is your enemy? Eric, you have to recognize this."

Magneto fell silent. A depressive force destroyed the ashtray in front of the old man. The electromagnetic force completely dissociated the plastic from the molecular level, and a pool of white powder flew among them.

The old man didn't seem surprised. He sat calmly in front of Magneto and smiled: "Eric, your strength has improved again. You really surprise me from time to time."

"Apocalypse may be my enemy, but human beings are far from being my friend!" Magneto looked at the old man and said in a low voice, perhaps because of fear, or perhaps because it touched a certain heartstring, his voice There is a weakness that cannot be concealed. But soon, Magneto straightened his waist, restrained his fragility, and said, "I only have one position, and that is the position of a mutant. I only have one determination, and that is the determination of a mutant."

"We are not your enemy, Eric, don't forget that besides being a mutant, you are also a Jew!" The old man looked at him with a trace of approval in his tone: "You are our compatriots, you They are our brothers, we are not your enemies, we are your relatives. In addition to mutants, you also need to stand on the standpoint of a Jew and consider issues."

"Jews are the past, mutants are the future!"

"The future?" The old man chuckled, "Mutants have never been the future, they are just a group of eliminated waste. Don't regard the power of Apocalypse as the power of mutants. You were born into the system, and you have always been bound and ruled. We are the rulers. The will of the system, and the mutants are just a discarded part of the system."

"A group of overthrown rulers. A destroyed will?" Magneto sneered.

"But that is also the apocalypse that destroyed us. It was his civilization that destroyed us. Apocalypse and we are equal forces. It is a war between two civilizations, a war of scientific systems and wisdom. In this war, there is no place for mutants .In this vicissitudes, you are not the protagonists."

The old man sighed: "It is precisely because our strengths are not united that we will encounter failures and setbacks, and we will usher in devastating blows. A ruler needs a unified will, a leader, and we must unite. This is The reason I met you."

"Will I be that leader?" Magneto asked with interest.

"You can be one of us, and you should be one of us, because without our protection, you will encounter many dangers. In this country, there will be no second will. We will unite under one flag. Work towards a goal."

"What are you going to do?" Magneto asked solemnly.

"Some options, we have realized that the current crisis. Including the threat of the apocalypse, the threat of Skynet, and some economic crises require a more powerful system to deal with. The revived Soviet Union has given us a very Good example. A strong will to adapt to the competition of civilization."

The old man looked into Magneto's eyes and said the words word by word, "We have made some choices. Perhaps socialism is a good system. Nationalism is obviously conducive to the unity of the people. You know, Do we need unity now to deal with something like our defeat in London?"

Magneto stared at the old man firmly, as if he could see a flower on his wrinkled face now, his gaze put a lot of pressure on the old man, making him move his body uncomfortably, avoiding Magneto's direct gaze gaze.

"Fascism!" The word popped through Magneto's teeth.

"National Socialism, or National Socialism," the old man added.

"Are you going to tell me that you are going to unite under the Nazi banner and build a National Socialist American Workers Party? Are you going to put Jews in concentration camps, just like the Nazis did to me more than a decade ago? No, you won't do that because you're Jewish too, so who is your 'enemy'?"

"Racism, nationalism, and the two flags of the Nazis are not ridiculous for a country of immigrants? I almost forgot, you seem to have brainwashed Americans, making them think that Jews are pure and innocent! So Who is your enemy, besides Skynet, who else but Tianqi?"

The old man was silent. He stared at the banner on the wall and asked after a long time: "Why did you react so strongly? I know that you have learned a lot from Hitler in your theory of mutant excellence, and you are also a complete fascist." , or rather, a careerist who sells fascist ideas."

"We don't believe in it, right? We just use it to get more and more centralized power to deal with some changes. The facts of the Soviet Union tell us that the centralized system is better able to deal with some things and get some things. It enables us to survive this crisis and develop rapidly."

"You're going to put us in a concentration camp!" Magneto concluded: "The mutant is the next Jew, right? Human supremacy is also a kind of racism. Humans are more noble than mutants, and Americans are more noble than American mutants." Noble, we are monsters, deformities, as most people think, publicize our sins and put us in concentration camps!"

"Kill mutants, let you unite? The Soviet Union is your enemy, Skynet is your enemy, aliens are your enemies, unite under the leadership of one leader, unite under one will, and then? The Jews are the smartest is the best race?"

"There are too few Jews, and it is difficult to get the approval of the majority of people, so we chose white people! White people of European descent." The old man said.

"Racism and nationalism are the easiest things to mobilize most people, aren't they? They always think they are good, but they can't find enough reason to prove it, because they are a total failure in life, Only blood, race, and nationality can give them a sense of superiority out of nothing, and the people are such an existence that can be easily fooled."

"Human beings are stupid and ignorant. I don't intend to deny this, but this does not mean that I will let you kill us. Mutants will not be the next Jews. We will definitely resist and be crowned kings." Magneto said in a deep voice, his fingertips had already turned white.

"Even Hitler allowed the existence of the Jewish franchise. You are our countryman, Eric! You are welcome in the Jewish family. As long as you stand among us, all is well, you and your The Brotherhood, will be safe and cooperating with the government, after all, we only police 'dangerous' mutants."

The old man spread his hands: "Jews or mutants, you have to make a choice, Eric, obviously isn't it? You know who is powerful and will win in the end!"

Magneto got up slowly, staring at the conspicuous hexagram of David on the table in front of the old man, his fingertips stroked the black and white photo, which was his past.

A calm smile appeared on the old man's face.

But Magneto's hand didn't stop, he stopped at the tip of the old man's nose, "I know, who is my brother!"

The magnetic field shredded everything. The air in front of the old man twisted and spread to the center of his eyebrows. The twisted magnetic field was so strong that the separation force of atoms was enough to tear everything apart. The old man's skull would be smashed like an egg.

But everything stopped at the next moment, the space behind the old man was distorted, a bald little girl looked at Eric curiously, saw him curled up in pain, slipped from the table to the ground, the old man fell from his In the abdomen, he withdrew his crutches, and the heavy steel weapon easily paralyzed Eric's nerves.

The old man whispered in Eric's ear: "What a wrong choice, Eric! Human beings are greater than you imagine, and we have your nemesis. How about a taste of this?"

The old man stuck a serum on Magneto's neck. Magneto felt the power in his body gradually go away from him, and he was weak and limp on the ground. What made him desperate was that he could no longer feel the ubiquitous The magnetic field is gone, nothing makes him more desperate than this.

"Without supernatural powers, what are you? Idiots, in our eyes, you are a group of mutant orangutans, the pride of human beings, what do you know? Learn it! What is a Nazi! What is racism! Open Open your eyes and see, we didn't take it seriously, otherwise, you would have been killed long ago."

The old man came to the girl and said to Magneto with a smile, "The abilities of mutants are always mutually reinforcing. Guess what we have researched from her? The ability jammer, and of course the mutant serum. Don't worry, Most mutants won't be forced to inject serum, they will die in the lab first, I promise."

"This is the power of human beings. What we fear is never the mutants. What we fear the apocalypse is not his abilities, but his knowledge and wisdom, and his unscrupulous madness. In major cities across the United States, we will deploy power disruptors and genetic detectors, and of course troops carrying inhibitory serums, your doomsday is here, bastards!"

"How long have we been studying you, how long have you been studying mutants, we have the files of each of you, and the analysis report of each of your abilities, the people you care about, and the environment in which you live are all under our control Among them. We have developed no less than 20 targeted killing weapons for mutants, and we can control these weapons in the control room without our own hands, and kill you all."

"We control this country, all industrial production capacity, and all aspects of this society. This is the power of the system and the power of capital. As long as I move my fingers, I can mobilize the social resources of more than three layers of human beings and chase you down. To death. Do you know us? But we know you." (To be continued)

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