Marvel: God of Spear Technical Advisor

In the principal's office, the conversation about the future fate of mutants continued.

The professor, who had recovered from the shocking news, at least regained a semblance of calm: "James, are you telling me this news to put pressure on me for the production of genetic medicine?"

"Yes." Qiang Xiang replied simply; he did not expect to be able to conceal his intentions in front of a smart person like the professor. Playing tricks often only leads to big trouble.

Professor Xavier looked forward: "What do you think I will do next?"

"Huh?" Qiang Qian keenly caught the strangeness in the professor's wording; it was not "how should I do it", but "how would I do it".

"Professor, with your question, do you want me to speculate on your next actions, or to give you suggestions?" asked Qian Qian.

"There are speculations and suggestions. I want to hear them all."

He looked at the professor thoughtfully, but with his psychological attainments and micro-expression discrimination ability, he could not read any clear information from the professor's face.

This old man also has a PhD in psychology.

"There is no need to deny that we have indeed conducted deductions on possible actions taken by the X-Men and the Brotherhood of Mutants." Qiang Xiang said, "The most ideal result is that the

It can also be carried out in an orderly manner.”

"If all goes well, governments of various countries can use pharmaceuticals to check and balance radical mutants; and you - I mean the moderate mutants led by X Academy - will use the supervisory power of genetic pharmaceuticals to gain a certain say in each country."

"A balance will be established between mutants and ordinary people that can restrain each other. When neither side wants to bear the losses of a full-scale war, this is undoubtedly the best result."

There is no need for smart people to talk too clearly; one fact that has not been said before is that even the balance formed under the best results is an unstable dynamic balance.

No matter how far they are, as far as the United States is concerned, if the government changes every four years, and a new president from a different party comes to power, it is possible to completely overturn the policies and laws of the predecessor. How can we talk about stability?

Even if a new balance is successfully achieved with forward help, the mutant community will need to do their best to maintain this balance from being broken.

But Xiang Qian can also confidently say that this is the greatest help he can provide to X Academy; because what he gives mutants is the vital right to participate and the right to speak.

Just like Xiang Xiang, how much risk did he take and how many people did he kill in order to reach a cooperation with the Yashida Group to complete his layout in Japan? Strictly speaking, he even sold his body to a new Japanese rich woman for this purpose

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Going back to the issue of mutants, only by gaining the right to participate can we have the right to speak. With the right to speak, we will have the opportunity to intervene in the possible abuse of genetic agents in the future.

Even if we take a step back, even if the U.S. government becomes more hostile to mutants in the future, and even insists on adding genetic drugs to processed foods, forcing mutants to resist all-out, it will still be able to do so.

There is no such thing as a once and for all solution in the current political environment of any country unless either ordinary humans or mutants are completely extinct.

The professor didn't know if he had thought it through so thoroughly. He just urged him forward and continued: "This is a good result. What is the bad result?"

"The bad result, of course, is an all-out war." Qiang Xiang spoke of the frightening topic in a relaxed tone, "X Academy and the Brotherhood of Mutants, moderates and radicals united in an all-out way to start a war with the whole world. Let the war

The outcome will determine the future owner of the earth.”

"Besides these speculations, what are your suggestions?"

"Suggestion? Didn't I just say that?" Qiang Qian asked with a smile.

From a forward standpoint, his suggestion is of course only speculation.

"Actually, we have a third derivation result: Academy X will continue to remain neutral, but will no longer restrict the Brotherhood of Mutants; let the radical mutants come forward to charge, while you hide aside and watch the success or failure."

"It's just that we think this deduction result is the least likely one, and it is not worth formulating a response plan based on it. Because we don't think the leader of the moderates - that is, you, the professor - will do such a stupid thing.

choose."

The expression on Professor Xavier's face finally changed. He frowned slightly and asked, "Have you made plans for all possible outcomes? Including a full-scale war?"

"Of course, that is the top priority plan."

"How can a government that is already preparing for war make people believe in their sincerity for peace towards mutants?" The professor looked serious.

The forward answer is of course: "Professor, there is a truth that is universally recognized in our country: war is used to seek peace, and only peace can have hope."

Professor Xavier held his forehead and sighed. The physical weakness caused by the gunshot wound prevented him from handling complex affairs as energetically as in the past.

"Why do you have to produce mutant genetic medicine? You clearly know that this will greatly intensify the conflict with mutants."

Smiling silently forward, he said: "Professor, you seem to have misunderstood us. Some of the facts may make you unhappy, but I decided to tell the truth."

"Facts, what facts?"

"The fact is, you North American mutants - whether you are moderates or radicals - we don't care about your relationship with the U.S. government and ordinary Americans." Xiang Qian said, "The production of genetic medicines has nothing to do with your opposition or

It has nothing to do with being in favor of it, just because most of the mutants in our country need it, nothing more."

"From a national standpoint, we don't care at all about the fate of mutants in the United States; we just want to deal with the problems we face." Qiang Xiang told an extremely cold fact, "In fact, we can completely use genetic medicine.

The scope of use is limited to the country to minimize conflicts with radical mutants; it is not that we cannot afford the diplomatic pressure caused by this."

The professor questioned: "Then why did you come to me? Why do you still want to drag us into this vortex?"

"Don't you really understand, Professor?"

He showed a tacit smile: "If everything goes well, and after the North American mutants and the US government form a new state of checks and balances, whenever there is a conflict between you, then we, who have the genetic medicine in our hands, will be able to act as

Mediator, even - arbiter."

Regardless of mediation or ruling, it means power and the ability to exert influence on the U.S. government.

"So, this has become part of the international political struggle." The professor could not hide his anger, "taking advantage of our conflicts with the U.S. government and ordinary people."

Xiang Qian felt no shame: "Professor, I want to emphasize again that whether you are exploited or not, your contradictions will always exist. Moreover, I can take advantage of your contradictions, and conversely, can't you also take advantage of the contradictions between the two countries?

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Xiang Xiang smiled like a political villain with no bottom line at this moment: "This is the power of political struggle. No one denies that it is dirty; you may not like it, but you can't use it, and you can't understand it."

"Little guy, you look very annoying right now, can't you talk properly?" Mystique on the side scolded with a sweet smile.

The professor suddenly said: "Ruiwen, do you agree with him?"

Mystique and the professor looked at each other with a somewhat helpless expression: "Charles, you are the leader of the mutants, you can't always be so naive."

Facing Mystique's reproachful words, the professor couldn't help but be speechless.

Qiang Xiang took the opportunity to add insult to injury: "You have to understand him, Ruiwen; the professor is a rich man who has lived a privileged life since he was a child; in his boyhood when his values ​​were formed, he has never been severely beaten by society, and it is inevitable that he has some unrealistic views on human nature.

fantasy.”

"Hey!" Mystique punched her forward shoulder in dissatisfaction.

You deliberately emphasized the words "a young man from a rich family", "have never been beaten by society", and "unrealistic fantasies". Are you afraid that others will not be able to hear that you are sarcastic?

Xiang Qian spread his hands pretending to be innocent, then turned to the professor and said: "Actually, I admire your kindness and tolerance, but whether you are an ordinary person or a political leader, kindness should have limits. Especially as a political leader.

, when you need to take responsibility..."

"Didi, didi, didi..."

A sharp and rapid beep sounded from his forward wrist, interrupting his eloquent conversation.

Xiang Qian couldn't help but frown: This was an emergency contact notification sound - not many people knew about this emergency contact communication channel.

The light screen projected by the electronic bracelet clearly displayed Pepper Potts' phone number.

"Pepper, what happened?" Xiang Xiang answered the phone immediately; since it has reached the point where emergency contact is required, it means that the situation is extremely serious; Pepper is not the kind of woman who doesn't know the seriousness of the situation.

Pepper's obviously anxious voice came from the other side: "James, Tony is in danger; Obadiah... it was Obadiah who wanted to kill him. He was kidnapped because of Obadiah..."

The words coming out on the phone gave people a sense of incoherence, as if the speaker had completely lost his sense of proportion.

"Calm down, Pepper; calm down!" Xiang Qian said in a deep voice, "Let's forget about the past. Let's first determine Tony's current situation."

On the phone, Pepper began to take a deep breath, and the voice soon rang again, but her mood became much more stable.

"I can't reach Tony; he should be at the villa now, but there's no answer on the phone and Jarvis seems to have been shut down - Tony never shuts down Jarvis."

"Where is Happy?" Qianqian asked, "Isn't he in the villa?"

"Tony recently gave Happy a holiday; I also called him, and he is now rushing back from Hollywood. By the way, there is Roddy, he is also on his way to the villa..."

"What do you need me to do?" Qiang Qian asked again.

"Can you try to open Jarvis's system remotely? I'm very worried that the villa's defense system and external communications may also be shut down."

"I will, keep in touch at any time." Xiang Xiang hung up the phone immediately.

"Professor, it seems that our conversation has to be suspended. Would you like to seriously consider my opinion first? I'll wait for your news." Xiang said as he walked out the door, heading straight for Qin's room as if there was wind under his feet.

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As a result, as soon as I reached the top of the stairs, two nasty guys appeared.

"I'm done talking to the professor, now we have to talk..." Wolverine Logan's rough voice sounded extremely annoying at the moment; behind him was Cyclops Scott, a guy who was also annoying to Xiangqian.

Qianqian didn't even look up: "I'm in a hurry, I can't do it now." As he walked, he was still trying to connect to Jarvis's terminal, but there was no response.

"In a hurry, is a billionaire's time precious? Which woman did the playboy date again?" Wolverine has never been a person who knows how to judge the situation. He stepped directly in front of Qian Qian and reached out to push his shoulder.

Logan soon learned that it would be a stupid move to stop him at this time.

He raised his right hand forward like lightning, pinched Wolverine's veins, and swung it behind him; the nearly 1.9-meter-tall man was thrown out like a rag doll.

Everything happened in a flash of lightning, leaving Scott, who had just come along to take a look, stunned.

Cyclops almost subconsciously wanted to open his spectacles and attack, but unexpectedly, the forward movement was much faster than his reaction, and he was not given any chance to explain or react.

The hand that had just thrown Logan out had already grabbed Scott's neck at some point, and smoothly pushed his head against the wall.

"Boom!"

The senior member of the X-Men, known for his mobility and combat effectiveness, fainted on the spot.

Behind him, Wolverine's angry roar almost spread through the entire building; the tall figure rushed forward like a ferocious hungry wolf - he had not remembered the lesson he learned in Japan at all.

Turning forward, he punched; as expected, his fist was one step faster than Wolverine's claws, and accurately hit the opponent's forehead.

"Cang——" It was obviously a collision between muscles and bones, but it made a loud sound like metal clashing.

The force of this punch was greater than the force of a large-caliber firearm bullet. Due to the good wave conductivity of metal, a violent shock wave penetrated the bones and impacted Wolverine's brain.

At that time, Logan experienced the pain of a concussion patient, staggering to the ground with the nauseating pain in his chest; this was an experience he rarely experienced.

If an ordinary person received this punch, the person's skull would be shattered and died on the spot; if it were Wolverine, even though he was protected by Adamantium alloy, he would have to be knocked unconscious for several minutes due to concussion.

"I told you, I'm not free now!" Glancing forward coldly, there were still several young people led by Colossus at the stairs.

Facing Xiang Xiang's extremely impatient and cold eyes, several young people who had originally encouraged Colossus to come to Xiang Xiang to ask for an explanation all took a step back and made a tactical back-up gesture in unison.

"We have nothing to do, nothing to do; we can talk about it later."

As a result, before they could finish their words, a gust of wind passed by them.

Several people looked at the figure walking away and breathed a sigh of relief in unison.

What a joke!

One Cyclops and one Wolverine; they can almost be said to be the two strongest people in the X-Men in long-range and melee combat, and they fell asleep in a matter of seconds.

Who had the idea to come to James Zion for explanation just now?

Xiang Xiang didn't care about the thoughts of several young people; he ran into Qin's room, and as soon as he raised his head, his eyes immediately went straight...