Marvel’s Superman

"You human beings can always tell the most beautiful and beautiful lies in the world, while mercilessly killing the same kind, without even a trace of mercy."

The White Queen was half sarcastic and half serious.

"Mr. Major, how can I be sure that what you just said came from the heart, not like a promise from a politician, a businessman's conscience, a man's sweet words... These are neither credible nor reliable."

Luke is satisfied that the conversation is back on track. He doesn't want his partner to be an emotional creature who is too emotional and can't think rationally.

Sometimes, sit down and discuss the benefits more candidly.

It is far more practical and effective than talking about romantic dreams.

"A verbal guarantee may not be credible, and the black and white words written in the contract may not be sufficiently binding."

Luke said lightly.

"Sincerity depends on performance."

The White Queen nodded in agreement.

He let go of his hands subconsciously, no longer maintaining the defensive posture of hugging his chest.

This proves that her original vigilance against Luke is loosening.

Mr. Major General, who noticed this, had a gentler smile on his face and said in a slow tone: "With all due respect, Miss Frost, what you said before is not just for human beings, it is the instinct of natural creatures. "

"Future history books may include the slaughter of Indians by the colonists of the North American continent, the burning of witches by the church in the Middle Ages, the extermination of Jews by the Third Reich... all of them are written down."

"But this is not to prove that human beings are born with a love of killing and have a bad nature of cruelty and tyranny, but to warn future generations of the terrible impact that greed, ignorance and ambition will have on this world."

"Any species of creatures that have intelligence and know how to think, they are very complex. If you simply use the dual concept of good and evil to judge and measure, you can only form the inherent cognition of arrogance and prejudice."

The White Queen sat with her legs crossed, and her graceful and beautiful curves did not continue to tighten, but gradually relaxed.

"To be honest, Mr. Major General, you remind me of my teacher in college."

she said so.

Luke smiled slightly. The White Queen, who was born in a wealthy family in Boston, has an obvious teacher plot.

As far as he knows the timeline, Emma Frost once almost became a teacher with the support of her parents.

After that, he also cooperated briefly with the bald professor.

Joined the Xavier Youth Gifted Academy where he served for a time as Principal.

After several changes of camps and positions, most of them were teachers and leaders of the younger generation of mutants.

Therefore, people with psychic abilities are probably very suitable for educational work.

"I just hope he's not a bald, nasty guy who likes to take advantage of young schoolgirls. That's very frustrating."

Luke shrugged and said in a humorous tone.

The atmosphere in the living room of the suite gradually eased down.

"No. He's as young as you... handsome, especially when he talks, confident and contagious."

Luke keenly caught the dim light in the White Queen's eyes, and guessed that the other party obviously had a relationship between teachers and students that was not satisfactory.

"Then he's a lucky fellow to have admirers like Miss Frost."

He continued to cut to the subject, like small talk.

"When I was young, I was ignorant."

The White Queen shook her head, she did have a crush on that university teacher.

It's a pity that the ignorant first love has not yet blossomed, and it died tragically because of the identity of the mutant.

That's one of the reasons that prompted her to leave Boston.

Mutants are like a disgusting infectious disease, which makes the White Queen suffer from discrimination and exclusion.

She can only warm up with her compatriots and get a little sense of security and identity.

"Let's get back to the point, Mr. Major General. How do you build trust between the Hellfire Club and S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

The White Queen put aside her distractions, she realized that she was too easy to let down her guard in front of Luke, which was abnormal for a psionic person.

Most of the time, you should be the dominant talker.

"When the Peace Summit is held, S.H.I.E.L.D. will recommend that the White House push for relevant bills to improve the situation of mutants."

Luke said firmly.

"At that time, Miss Frost could see my sincerity."

When the White Queen heard this, she couldn't help but feel a little moved.

She is not a careerist like Sebastian Shaw, she just wants to use mutants as a tool to gain enough power and status for herself.

If S.H.I.E.L.D. can really facilitate this, it is not impossible for the Hellfire Club to change its position.

"But... there are actually quite a few people in the club, all of whom are loyal fans of Xiao."

After thinking for a moment, the White Queen felt a little embarrassed.

If she agreed, wouldn't she be convicted of "traitor" and "informer".

"As I said, any creature has the nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages."

Luke said in a relaxed tone.

When Sebastian Xiao was alive, he was not yet his opponent.

Is it dead, what other storms can be found?

The major general restrained his smile and said indifferently: "Most of the hatred and resentment of mutants against humans comes from the tragic experience of being persecuted and abused."

"But, Miss Frost, you probably don't know that the last king of the Hellfire Club, Sebastian Shaw, once elected 431 people in Auschwitz, all of them sixteen years old. to thirty-year-old captives."

"Miss Frost, do you know how he did it?"

Feeling Luke's calm tone, the White Queen felt a little palpitated, and subconsciously replied, "What did Xiao do?"

"Like livestock, they were driven into the steam room, subjected to dizzying, dehydrating heat before being thrown into buckets filled with ice."

"In addition to this, there is continuous electric shock therapy, hours-long beatings, floggings, and even sleep deprivation. All kinds of torture are performed on these people until they die."

The White Queen felt chills down her spine. Through Luke's calm description, she seemed to have witnessed those cruel scenes with her own eyes.

She couldn't help but ask, "Xiao...why did he do this?"

As a member of the Hellfire Club who joined the Hellfire Club later, Emma Frost can become the "Queen" not because of qualifications, but because of personal ability.

Therefore, she can be said to know nothing about Sebastian Shaw's past.

"Why do this?"

Luke sneered slightly and chuckled: "Because he is trying to find out the secret code that opens the door to evolution hidden in the mutant X gene."

"Sebastian Shaw is a graduate of Oxford University's School of Biological Sciences. The X gene in his body is recessive and will not awaken his innate abilities in adolescence."

"But this guy is very smart, and found that the X gene can easily change with external stimuli, especially violent fluctuations in emotions, which are similar to chemical effects."

"The above torture is just to find the laws of genetic changes, so as to master the method of 'making' mutants."

The White Queen's red lips parted slightly, as if shocked.

She did not expect that the king of the Hellfire Club, who said that he wanted to fight for better rights and higher status for his compatriots, had such a dark history behind his back.

"Is this all true?"

The White Queen was a little unbelievable. She once regarded Sebastian Shaw as the savior of mutants and a great mentor who could be trusted.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. has detailed files inside. If you have any doubts, you can check it yourself. Of course, the files can be faked, but the crimes committed will always leave traces. There are several concentration camp survivors in Poland. The 'King' is well aware of the evil deeds."

Luke looked at the dubious White Queen and said solemnly: "As a psychic, there should be very few people in this world who can lie in front of you. I believe that when the time comes, you will naturally be able to make a correct judgment."

"Miss Frost, as long as you expose Sebastian Shaw's ugly face, you will change from being a 'traitor' and a 'informer' to being the first to discover the truth and act bravely, A 'hero' who saves his fellow man."

Luke spread his hands, indicating that this was the most perfect ending.

Anyway, dead people can't speak, so I put all the charges on Sebastian Xiao's head.

The mutants of the Hellfire Club will gradually change their views on the White Queen.

The White Queen stared straight at Luke, and said with emotion after a while: "Mr. Major, you are more like a psychic who rewrites facts and manipulates thinking than me."

"Just exploiting the nature of creatures. Frost—may I call you Emma? I think the Hellfire Club would be happy to accept a new king, and . . . a new queen."

Luke picked up the glass, handed it to the White Queen, and smiled: "Emma, ​​let's toast to the bright future of mutants."

The latter was silent for a moment, then took the glass of whisky with ice.

The wine glasses collided, making a crisp sound.

What was originally a questioning conversation turned into a discussion of the leaders of the Hellfire Club and the future of mutants.

Even the White Queen herself did not know why this happened.

Everything seems to be executed according to the script as written.

"The black king is dead, Mr. Major General, do you want to become the white king of the Hellfire Club?"

Queen White took a sip of the cold liquid, and her heart seemed to break free from the heavy shackles, and was no longer affected by the opinions of her compatriots.

She had to admit that if Luke did what he said, the mutants would have a better future.

Think of yourself as being able to save your fellow sufferers and become a... hero.

Emma's heart throbbed.

"Anything wrong? There's already a queen in the club, so of course a king is needed."

Luke put down his glass and stood up.

"I think I'm a good fit, what do you think?"

The White Queen also left the sofa, raised her head slightly, and looked at the tall young major general, with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "I think so too."