How is it that something was found.

Remember the robot that got out of control? Why did he suddenly start attacking humans?

Yes, those robots, those who build houses for us, sweep the streets for us, cook, drive, janitor, mow lawns, and do their best for our world

Have you really observed them?

Their eyes? their body

I know what your answer is, and you're sure you'll say ——— have seen it. After all, there are so many of them, that they can be found everywhere. They come in a variety of shapes, tall and short, and some even have wheels, which are made in a variety of forms to make them more efficient when working.

In the eyes of the mutants, they are all like this, with an inner mechanical skeleton, wrapped in a softened skin made of rubber, and working diligently to rebuild city after city in the devastation of the post-war era. Except for a little oil leakage sometimes, there was nothing wrong with it.

Yes, of course you've seen it, there's nothing to question that should be questioned, is what you see true?

Are the skins made of rubber? Is what they are flowing is the spilling fuel? Are those convulsions from time to time due to electricity leakage?

When you walk past them, do you actually hear a moan of pain? It's just that your brain doesn't tell you.

When you see their strange but acceptable appearance, do you face a body that has been transformed into a different human form, but your brain reflects a different image?

I remember that there is such a story in a certain plane.

The protagonist of the story is called Ikuki Sasaka.

He was originally a student at a medical university. But because of a traffic accident, both parents died, and he was seriously injured.

Thankfully, he survived, but his brain suffered from a severe blow to a disease similar to 'cognitive impairment'.

This disease is not painful, itchy, and does not affect lifespan, but it makes Kukuki Sasaka's perception of the things around him skewed, and those originally beautiful landscapes and people looked like bloody pieces of flesh and dirt in his eyes. And those creatures that were originally extremely ugly were as beautiful as elves in his eyes

The story is heartwarming and sweet, and although it has nothing to do with the X-Men world we are talking about, it tells us a very useful truth.

That's what you see, and it's not necessarily true

In that story, there is a little girl named [Saya], she is very beautiful, and she is by our protagonist's side all day long.

And the robots in this world are also beautiful, they work hard for us without complaint.

They all have one thing in common.

That is

Root! Root! Only! No! Beauty!

The robot cleaning the streets may be a poor woman with her hands amputated and a broom, her mind is imprisoned into a mode that only knows how to clean the streets, and occasionally, her mind will get out of control and then let out painful spasms or wails, but the schoolchildren who pass by still walk by with a smile and laughter, because they don't know what they just saw.

This kind of labor is very cheap, only a little nutrient solution needs to be delivered every day, and a person can work until the age of 60, which is simply amazing, and I have to say that human beings are extremely intelligent in this kind of 'squeezing labor'.

Humans use horse-drawn carts, dogs guard the doors, donkeys pull mills, and now, mutants and humans are in this relationship!

Do you think this world is just a dystopian world in which nothing but gold is ruined?

Hehe, that's naïve.

This world is not even gold and jade, it is already a complete hell from the inside to the outside.

Of course, if in a few hundred years, the city is all renovated and rebuilt, those old human beings lose their use value, and then throw them away, new mutants multiply, plus the protection of Act X, there is no war, the world is peaceful, at that time, the world is really beautiful like the Garden of Eden. And these disgusting truths, will anyone really remember?

Even if someone digs up these things, will anyone really complain about them?

Definitely not!

It's like a war, and it's always the heroes who die in battle, not the horses under their crotch!

So all of this may also deserve to be a joke.

"Well, I don't care that much about humans as creatures, but I at least respect them." Hannibal said lightly: "So this 'Bill X', I don't like it very much. ”

"Oh, yes, I don't like it." Old Joey relieved himself and agreed, it was obvious that he didn't understand it at all, and it was estimated that until now, he hadn't figured out the difference between mutants and humans.

"Hey, what are you two so angry about taking people's things here?" Shirley Birkin said with a look of disdain.

"You're a black loli who treats people as guinea pigs every day, and you don't have much to say, right?" Quinn yelled angrily.

Ziliang sighed, he didn't have the heart to pay attention to his group of partners, he walked to Magneto's side: "I'm sorry, my brothers, you know, the personality is a little weird. ”

Magneto smiled and shook his head: "Hehe, it's okay, this world is already like this, I shouldn't care about you demon kings"

Obviously, Ziliang has already introduced this group of lovely colleagues to Magneto.

"So, now that we've got our people here, shouldn't we be able to start the next step?"

Magneto nodded.

"Yes, then now, we have two things to do: first, we need to go to a heavily guarded place, [Whitewater Prison]."

"Oh, as soon as you hear it, you know that you must be saving someone again, right?" Ziliang said in the tone of an old fritter.

"yes, we're oh, no, to be precise, you're going to go there and find a guy named Jimmy and bring him out safely."

"We? Don't you rebels go? Ziliang said with a little surprise.

Magneto shook his head: "It's useless for us to go to that place, but you people from other worlds can show your skills there." ”

"Okay, since we all said so, then wrap it up on us" Ziliang spread his hands and said, "What about you?" Going to work on the second thing? ”

Magneto gently shook the water in the teacup "yes, we have to save Charles"

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