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

It seems, the total number of millions of mutants, is terrifying! The ability to destroy the world is dangerous! The future evolutionary direction of mankind is magnificent! But in reality, more than 90 percent of the population of 1/10 million of the total number of human beings is only different from ordinary people in appearance, and they do not even have any practical abilities.

How could such a group of people ever be called a great problem for human beings? At best, humanity deals with them in the same way that they deal with terrorists, or in other words, their greatest threat is nothing more than what extremists can do. Terrorist Attack! Assassinate! Destruction!

Mutants have a lot of potential, but in essence they are just a group of unstable elements among the human race, if they are united, it is still a little tricky, but this group is also full of contradictions, extremely chaotic thoughts, they are like a condensed human society, with each other, all kinds of contradictions are frequent.

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

Everyone is a person who is millions of people a minute, all of them are big people who control the lifeblood of global finance, stomp their feet and affect the livelihood of millions of people, and have a net worth of tens of billions.

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 progress of scientific research. Contribute to their physical health and industrial development, and make outstanding contributions. Instead of doing such absurd and ridiculous things as social progress, scientific research, or promoting the development of human society!

But it all ended with a name called Apocalypse!

Underground base in Philadelphia. The buried anti-nuclear bunker is a well-equipped underground base, which is designed to continue to live comfortably in this world in the event of a nuclear war in the future, but the designers at that time were far from having such a rich imagination to anticipate the absurd life-and-death crisis of the present.

They must have imagined that the most powerful men in the world had come here. Not for the survival and comfort of their flesh, but for the struggle, appendages other than the flesh, those that truly represent their existence, power, status, and wealth.

People here can accept death, but they must not accept living with nothing.

In the base, there is a room completely devoid of metal, which, of course, is intended to protect against special blows. For example, the attack of high-frequency electromagnetic waves is also because. There is a type of person who can be quite dangerous in a place with metal, such as Magneto, who is sitting on the left side of the room.

The old man sitting on the right side has his hands crossed under his chin. The thumb of his right hand, wearing a scorching gem, is half-lifted and caressing his loose subjawline skin. The old man's eyes were half-open and half-closed, as if he was looking at Magneto, and it didn't seem to be.

The gem of the old man's thumb crossed his skin, feeling the cold breath. He said slowly: "Eric, too many changes have occurred in just a few days, I want to hear your opinion, what do you think?" ”

"Ask me? Shall I sing praises to your gravediggers? Your destruction is at hand, and the good days are over! What do you think I think? Magneto's voice was calm and powerful, his eyes showed a sarcastic smile, and he looked at the old man who was strong and calm: "Mutants are ending the glory of humanity, and under the sun, we are the best, aren't we?" ”

"It's not! Mutants are just a bunch of clowns, I used to think so, and now, when the apocalypse comes, I think the same way. I'm not mistaken, even the Apocalypse looks down on you, does it? His power does not come from ability, but from something deeper, human intelligence. ”

"He is proud of being a human being, he shows the power of science, we are the future, humanity is 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 shows the stronger side of mutants and makes us realize the power of intelligence, which can only show that mutants have more potential than humans in this power. ”

The plastic ashtray in front of the old man suddenly floated up, swirling between Magneto and the old man, "If you have an ability, it must be a mutant?" Is Apocalypse a mutant? I also have abilities, am I also a mutant? This is the power of science, and the Apocalypse can do that, and the ability is a miracle for you, but for him it is just a study. ”

"Who are your friends and who are your enemies? Erik, you have to recognize that. ”

Magneto fell silent, a repressive force that destroyed the ashtray in front of the old man, the power of electromagnetism, completely dissociating the plastic from the molecular level, and a 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 surprise me so often. ”

"Apocalypse may be my enemy, but humans are far from being my friends!" Magneto looked at the old man, and said in a low voice, maybe because of fear, maybe it touched a certain heartstring, and there was a weakness in his voice that could not be concealed. But soon, Magneto straightened his back, restrained this trace of fragility, and said: "I have only one position, and that is the position of mutants, and I have only one determination, and that is the determination of mutants." ”

"We are not your enemies, Eric, and don't forget that you are a Jew besides being a mutant!" The old man looked at him, and his tone revealed a hint of agreement: "You are our compatriots, you are our brothers, we are not your enemies, we are your relatives." In addition to being mutant, you also need to put yourself in the shoes of a Jew and think about the problem. ”

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

"Future?" The old man chuckled, "Mutants are never the future, just a bunch of eliminated waste, don't think of the power of the apocalypse as the power of mutants." You were born into the system, and you were always bound and ruled. We are the rulers, the will of the system, and mutants are just a discarded part of the system. ”

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

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

The old man sighed: "It is precisely because our strength is not condensed that we will encounter failures and setbacks, and we will usher in devastating blows. Rulers need a unified will. One leader, we are going to unite, that's why I'm meeting with you. ”

"Am I going to be the 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, and there will be no second will in this country. We will unite under one flag. Work towards a goal. ”

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

"Some of the options that we have realized. The current crises, including the threat of the apocalypse, the threat of Skynet, and some economic crises, require a stronger system to deal with them. The resurrected USSR gave us a good example. A strong will to adapt to the competition of civilizations. ”

The old man looked into Magneto's eyes and said the sentence word by word, "We have made some choices, maybe socialism." It's a good system, a nationalist thing, obviously good for the unity of the people, you know, now we need unity, to deal with something, like our defeat in London. ”

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

"Fascism!" The word popped out between Magneto's teeth.

"National socialism, or state socialism." The old man added.

"Are you telling me that you are going to unite under the Nazi banner and build a National Socialist American Workers' Party? Do you want to put the Jews in concentration camps, as the Nazis did to me a dozen years ago? No, you won't do that, because you are also a Jew, so who is your 'enemy'? ”

"Racism, nationalism, the two flags of Nazis, for a nation of immigrants, are not ridiculous? I've almost forgotten that you seem to have brainwashed the Americans into thinking that the Jews are pure and immaculate! So who is your enemy, who else but Skynet, but Apocalypse? ”

The old man was silent, he stared at the banner on the wall, and after a long time asked rhetorically, "Why do you react so much?" I know that you have learned a lot from Hitler about the superiority of mutants, and you are also a fascist through and through, or rather, a careerist who peddles fascist ideas. ”

"We don't believe it, do we? It's just that we get more and more centralized power through it to deal with some changes, and the facts of the Soviet Union tell us that the centralized system is more able to cope with some things and get some things. It will enable us to get through this crisis and develop rapidly. ”

"You're going to put us in a concentration camp!" Magneto concluded, "Mutants are the next Jews, right?" Human supremacism, also a kind of racism, humans are nobler than mutants, Americans are nobler than American mutants, we are monsters, deformed, like most people think, propagate our sins and then put us in concentration camps! ”

"Kill mutants and unite you? The USSR is your enemy, Skynet is your enemy, Xenomorphs are your enemies, united under one leader, united under one will, and then what? The Jews are the smartest race, the best race? ”

"There are so few Jews that it's hard to get the majority of people's approval, so we choose whites! White Europeans. The old man said.

"Racism and nationalism are the easiest to mobilize the majority, aren't they? They always think that they are excellent, but they can't find enough reason to prove it, because they are a complete failure in life, and only blood and race, and ethnicity can give them a sense of superiority out of nothing, and the people are such easily fooled existences. ”

"The stupidity and ignorance of humanity, I don't intend to deny it, but that doesn't mean that I will let you kill us, mutants will not be the next Jews, we will rebel and be crowned king." Magneto said in a deep voice, his fingertips already white.

"Even Hitler allowed the Jewish concession to exist, you are our compatriot, Eric! You are welcome to the Jewish family, and as long as you stand among us, then nothing is a problem, you and your brotherhood will be safe and cooperate with the government, after all, we only regulate the 'dangerous' mutants. ”

The old man spread his hands: "Jew or mutant, you have a choice to make, Eric, obviously, isn't it?" You know who is the one who has the power and will win in the end! ”

Magneto slowly got up and stared at the conspicuous six-pointed star David on the table in front of the old man, his fingertips touched the black and white photograph, it 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 crushed everything, the air in front of the old man's eyes twisted and spread to his eyebrows, the distorted magnetic field, so strong that the separation force of the atoms was enough to tear everything apart, and the old man's skull would be like an egg, shattered by the blow.

But everything stopped in the next moment, the space behind the old man distorted, a bald little girl looked at Eric curiously, only to see him curl up in pain, from the table, sliding to the ground, the old man from his abdomen, pulled back his crutches, heavy steel weapons, easily paralyzed Eric's nerves.

The old man whispered in Eric's ear, "What a wrong choice, Eric! Humanity is greater than you think, we have your nemesis, how about a taste of this? ”

The old man pricked a serum on Magneto's neck, and Magneto felt the power in his body gradually disappear from him, and he collapsed weakly on the ground, to his despair, he could no longer feel the ubiquitous magnetic field, and nothing made him more desperate.

"What are you without abilities? Fools, in our eyes, you are a bunch of mutant orangutans, the pride of humanity, what do you know? Let's learn hard! What is a Nazi! What, that's what racism is! Open your eyes and see, we haven't taken it seriously, otherwise, you would have been killed and extinct. ”

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 studied from her?" Ability jammers and, of course, mutant serums. Rest assured, most mutants won't be forced to inject serum, they'll die in the lab first, I promise. ”

"This is the power of humanity, we are afraid of mutants, we are afraid of the apocalypse, not of his abilities, but of his knowledge and wisdom, and of his unbridled madness. With the Chrono Teleporter dropping Ability Disruptors and X-Gene Probes in major cities across the United States, and of course armies carrying suppression serums, your end has come, mongrel! ”

"How long have we been studying you, how long have we been studying you mutants, we have a file of each of you, we have an analysis of each of your abilities, the people you care about, the environment you live in, all under our control. We've developed no less than twenty targeted killing weapons for mutants, and we can even control them in the control room without us having to do it ourselves, and kill you cleanly. ”

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