"Leon?"

The Plague Knight chewed on the name, frowning, and carefully examined the Chinese youth in front of him.

In her perception, Leon was completely an ordinary ordinary man, with no abnormal fluctuations, no strong physique, and his standing posture was loose and full of flaws.

However, both the bald black men who appeared with him and those members of the Avengers had an attitude of respect, or rather awe, towards him

The Plague Knight's heart moved, and the apocalypse-enhanced brain automatically retrieved memories for any information related to the name.

The information was compared, the probabilities were measured, and after half a second, the Plague Knight spoke, "You're the one who created the meme company?" ”

Although it is an interrogative sentence, the inner meaning is affirmation.

She looked at Li Ang, nodded, and said casually, "The master once praised the hydroponic meat technology, artificial organ technology, and the Gate of Truth that you developed, saying that these are all inventions that can truly revolutionize the world. ”

"Hehe, don't dare to be, don't dare to be."

Li Ang waved his hand and said with a smile: "I'm ashamed, these three things are trivial,

For the whole human civilization, I have only done a small job. ”

The Plague Knight was quite satisfied with the other party's humble attitude, and his tone became softer, "The master especially appreciates talent, and if you volunteer to participate in the great project, I can promise you that you will be reused." ”

"I'm interested."

Li Ang rubbed his hands, and in the rather ugly eyes of Iron Man and the others, he said calmly: "Can you tell me, what is the final result of this final trial?"

Or rather, what is the purpose of this final judgment? ”

"Change, and Innovation."

Plague said calmly: "Diseases have emerged in the human race, and all kinds of complex forms of organization have slowed down the progress of this population.

What Lord Apocalypse wants is to build an organization that has never been done before.

This organization will be unprecedented in its centralization, efficiency, and greatest possible solidarity with all human beings in the world. ”

"Oh?"

Li Ang nodded with interest and asked, "Can you tell me more about it?" ”

"Of course you can, in fact, the master also hopes that there will be more enlightened people among the ordinary human elite who are willing to accept change, which will make him happy."

Plague smiled and said softly and calmly, "This organization can have many names, the Human Innovation Alliance HRL, the United Earth Council UED, but I prefer to call it, Home.

As a form of organization above everything else, the homeland has only one person in actual power, the Apocalypse. ”

"Oh?" Leon smiled: "I'm sorry, even Professor Charles, who is the chairman of the School City Coordination Council, with his psychic powers, can't control the 7 billion human inhabitants to follow even a single word of his instructions."

Apocalypse, even the oldest and most powerful mutants, is it difficult to brainwash all of humanity, right? ”

"It's not brainwashing."

The Plague Knight was not annoyed, and said calmly, "Lord Apocalypse never intended to directly control all of humanity,

In the organizational form of 'homeland', what helps the apocalypse directly manage the people is an existence called 'smart servant', which is what is called artificial intelligence in the present world. ”

"Interesting."

Li Ang nodded and said, "Let me guess, Zhifu is not a specific title, but a series of intelligent machines produced on the assembly line according to the instructions issued by the central core data processor.

If you want to describe it, it should be the enhanced and upgraded version of Skynet in the sci-fi action movie "Terminator".

This kind of intelligent machinery has different forms and all-encompassing functions, but the most fundamental thing is to help human beings and obtain the means of production and life.

The emergence of the Servant will strip away the necessary connection between human beings and work, freeing them from complicated and repetitive mechanical work, and allowing them to devote themselves to the aspect that is truly useful to the 'homeland' - innovative technology. ”

"Uh...."

The Plague Knight was slightly stunned, looked at Leon and sighed, "What you said is very correct. ”

"Huh."

Li Ang smiled nonchalantly, spread his hands and said, "This kind of intelligent servant must have an extremely large number, and assembly line production may not even be able to meet the gap.

In order to ensure the supply and subsequent expansion, the intelligent servant must be able to reproduce itself mechanically and proliferate, just like the robot theory proposed by Professor Johann von Neumann.

As long as there is enough metal to replenish it, the Zhifu itself can live two and two and four, and continue to expand in scale like a cancer cell. ”

“...”

The Plague Knight narrowed his eyes and said gently, "You are not wrong at this point. ”

Li Ang pursed his lips noncommittally, and said casually: "The 'homeland' you are talking about, its management structure should be flat.

As the core of the rule, the Apocalypse can directly control the central data processor that manages the Servant to ensure its own authority.

And the countless wise servants below have turned into cages and are kept in captivity for all mankind. ”

"It's not captivity."

The Plague Knight shook his head, officially put away his contempt for Leon, and said solemnly, "Lord Apocalypse has never underestimated the value of mortals.

Although the history of mankind's understanding of the world and the transformation of the world has been driven by a small number of elites. But elites, or geniuses, still need to be based on a huge mortal base before they can be produced.

Because of the existence of wise servants in the homeland, ordinary people do not need to perform repetitive and mechanical labor to obtain the means of production and subsistence, and they can live without worry.

And the most talented and intelligent among them will shoulder their responsibilities and continue to conduct scientific research to promote the progress of human civilization as a whole. ”

What the Plague Knight said was, at first glance, quite perfect, the use of mechanical creations as labor to feed or captivate entire human populations.

The existing concepts of state, religion, race, nation, and civilization have all been stripped away, and with sufficient resources, humanity will not be plunged into bloody conflicts because of self-struggle.

Conceptually, it's an almost unassailable utopia.

Despite all the distrust in the hearts of everyone present, it has to be said that what the Plague Knight said is indeed possible.

"Wait."

Captain America shook his head, as if trying to shake this crooked heresy out of his brain, "If Apocalypse is really as merciful as you say, then what about these people infected by the strain?" ”

"Like I said, it's both a judgment and a redemption."

The Plague Knight whispered, "The strain is not meant to destroy you, but to give you a choice. ”

"Choose?"

Captain America laughed angrily, waved his hand at the head of the bridge, and the group of people who knelt down to the ground like mud puppets shouted: "Is this a choice?!" ”

"Yes."

The Plague Knight said gently, "If you refuse to accept your master's will, the strain will become a deadly plague disease.

But if you believe in the Apocalypse and truly believe in the idea of the homeland, the strain is harmless. ”

With that, she turned her head sideways, almost muttering, to the small group of New Yorkers on the bridge, and said, "You guys, can you believe it? ”

A whole set of ideas about home are transmitted to the hearts of those New Yorkers through the subtle induction between strains.

After careful consideration, the vast majority of people replied softly, "I believe it." ”

The bruising on the chests of these people quickly peeled away, and the strain no longer harmed their bodies, but instead reversed the trend and repaired the damage to their bodies.

The mutilation was repaired, the sickness was stripped away, and these people were stunned to find themselves even healthier than before.

Only a very small percentage of people answered the wrong answer.

Among the seven orifices of these people, cyan tentacles continued to spread out.

The tentacles envelop them from the inside out, forming a cocoon of strains that stand silently in place like tombstones.

The Plague Knight played this drama, which not only expressed his firm position, but also demonstrated the thunderous means, quietly regaining the right to speak in the situation.

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse looked at the transcendents present and said quietly, "So, what do you think?" ”

The invisible oppression came to his face, and in the dead silence of the audience, Li Ang chuckled and said, "I'm sorry, I don't dare to agree with the idea of the homeland. ”

"Oh?" The Plague Knight raised an eyebrow, "Do you have any opinions?" ”

"It's not a high opinion."

Li Ang waved his hand modestly, "I just think that your so-called great plans are just leftovers from being played. ”