The heavy door opened and closed, and the people inside gradually talked loudly, and the arguments kept coming out to be seen by the students who had left the class, regardless of their age, and they were tightly blocked in front of the door.

John stood outside with Auroro like a sculpture, and they could reach out to the door, and in the past, with a light knock or a crisp report, the door would be open for anyone to come, and an amiable bald old man walked inside, but now the scene was gone, and the calm lake turned into a stormy sea, and the surging tide was rising.

In the room, Eric sat at the professor's desk, and a helpless Hank sat on one side of the desk with his head drooped, while opposite was the frowning professor and the frosty Ms. Mora.

As soon as he entered, the lady threw him a roll of newspaper and rebuked him, and though he tried to explain, it was ineffective, and it seemed that she was determined to carry out the condemnation to the end.

"I'm not arguing about the cause of things, but for your dangerous logic." After saying this, Lady Mora changed her tone again, and read Eric's name softly, as if she was bent on his good.

"Eric, you have to know that your current thoughts are dangerous, you are like driving a car that is more than a hundred miles old driving in a densely populated area, and when you feel uncontrollable, suddenly there is a crowd blocking the road in front of you, there are only one or two children on one side, and there are seven or eight adults on the other side, it may seem to you that for the benefit of everyone not to be damaged too much, you are right to slam the steering wheel to hit the less crowded side, but when you think so, others may have the same idea about the mutant newspaper, This is just a pretext for genocide and totalitarianism. ”

She made a lot of sense, and the professor remained silent, and Hank nodded involuntarily.

"The people involved in this incident are very innocent, they all have their own relatives. Their parents are saddened by the death of their children, and their children are also devastated by the victimization of their parents, and suffer heavy setbacks in their life experiences, and when you do that, you may not have considered the consequences of a simple action that will be so harsh, but I want to sue you that your choice has gone too far. You could have sat down and negotiated, as you're good at, or you could have taken legal action, after all, the peace agreement had already been signed. What's the use of an agreement if we don't respect each other? Mora sighed very regretfully.

The professor still had that expression, and Hank began to think that Eric's approach was a bit excessive, perhaps he had a vague feeling in his heart that it was not as easy to communicate with people as Mora said, but the former agent lady, who had been trained in conversation, dominated the atmosphere so well that he could not follow his thoughts.

In the crimson room, the professor and Mora had their backs to the faint light of the large floor-to-ceiling windows, and the bright lamp on the table emitted a soft glow, but the faces closest to them were shrouded in a haze. Eric listened to Mora's words, her voice dragging out as if it were floating out of the air, and the shelves on either side grew larger and larger in his line of sight, rising and expanding. The ceiling was propped up, and it even pressed over like two mountains.

He narrowed his eyes, fending off the oncoming light, and the illusion immediately subsided. He then rejected Ms. Mora's criticism.

"I had the illusion that instead of discussing a simple fact, we were engaged in a philosophical inquiry as to why I felt that simple things were falling apart. Makes us strange to what is certain? ”

"When I do it, I don't think about the relationship between the majority and the minority, they only exist in your imagination. When I showed up at the power distribution yard in Scranton, I wasn't driving what you call a car, and I didn't have one or two people or seven or eight people in front of me to choose from. When I decided to respond to someone's malice, my purpose was just a revenge, and I didn't hide that I did it, I caused a blackout, and then the power grid company's stupid response strategy made the outage infinitely wider, and then led to losses. ”

"That's how it happened, I became a villain or an executioner no matter how you choose me in your description, why should I take full responsibility for the actions of others?"

Eric tried his best to calm his feelings, and responded to Lady Mora's accusations in a gentle tone, and Hank listened to him, somewhat agreeing, and nodded again.

The Professor's face was still shrouded in darkness, and he hung his head in silence.

Miss Mora leaned forward, now her face was all exposed to the light, and her quartz glasses emitted a crystal and sharp light, staring closely at the junior opposite.

"You can't deny one thing, and that is that there were people killed in the incident, whether you expected it or not."

Eric didn't think to deny it, he admitted it calmly.

"Yes, dead people." He nodded. "As a result of my joint efforts with the grid operator, there was a massive power outage, and one of the unlucky people who tried to take the opportunity to take a photo of himself bravely touching a high-voltage cable was met with power restoration and died, and several people had accidents during power outages for various reasons. In a world where people are dying every day and every night, and more than three people are shot and killed every hour in the United States, more than 30,000 people die a year, and the number of injuries is doubling, why don't we ban guns? Or wouldn't it be more effective to prevent accidents than Miami prohibits yokai from entering town after dark, just as Miami prohibits yokai from entering town after dark? ”

He grew louder and louder, an invisible restlessness that shook his will for no apparent reason, which was extremely unusual for Eric.

"I don't want to emphasize whether my actions were the main factor that led to the accident, why did the state send young people to distant countries for the sake of their interests to shed blood and sacrifice, why did no one deal with them like an enemy? Why is it that no one has exposed the hoax and arrested politicians who can deliberately provoke conflict and then curry favor with voters in the form of angels for the sake of votes? Why doesn't the government shut down banks when financiers can bankrupt tens of millions of people in order to reap the benefits, causing a financial tsunami? But when we want to protect our own interests, some people jump out and criticize this, are we inferior citizens, some places we can't go, some actions can't be done? If that's what it means, then let me send you a message: Hell to hell with you! Eric was tired of Mora's accusations, and his invisible anxiety corroded his reason like flames, making it almost impossible for him to control.

Mora maintained her graceful demeanor as if she hadn't heard it at all, her facial skin smooth and moist, and even the obvious wrinkles were not visible, which was completely inverse to the old man curled up in the shadows behind her, one high and one low at the same time facing the young man opposite, the pressure silently conveyed to him.

"We just want to have a good discussion, Eric, don't worry." Lady Mora's voice grew more glorious and peaceful, echoing in the void like an empty angelic ode.

"Eric," the professor finally called Eric's name, the first time he had spoken since entering the room, the heavy sound of a huge bronze bell trembling and resonating like a huge bronze bell that had been struck so hard that for a moment Eric almost felt his teeth resonate up and down in this endless resonance.

"I want you to tell me truthfully about your attitude, what do you think about the lives of ordinary people?"

Trying to suppress his inner agitation, Eric stood up.

"The forest is lush with vegetation, herbivores happily enjoy plants, carnivores happily enjoy herbivores, this is the law of the forest, simple and cruel. Suddenly, one day a fire broke out in the forest, and the fire spread unstoppably and unstoppably, so every creature ran out desperately, some managed to escape, and some were unfortunately engulfed by the chasing flames. For one of the elk, who was trying to escape death with his children, it was impossible not to trample a few small animals on the way without trampling them to death like other animals. ”

Eric's words were strong and firm, and knowing his attitude, the professor finally let out a long sigh.

"That's it, Eric." He bent back and moved his wheelchair away from his desk, and the invisible pressures that had dissipated like the ebb tide of water since Eric entered the room, and Hank seemed to wake up from a dream, standing up to save it, but not knowing what to say.

Eric's pupils contracted sharply, and sweat immediately wet his back.

"That's it." At Mora's urging, the professor came up to Eric and made the final decision. "The Academy's outreach should be scaled down, the X-Men have been understaffed since Scott left, it's time to rebuild the team, the young guys are outstanding. As for you, Eric, you've done a great job before, and I hope we can continue to maintain the consensus and maintain the good situation that we have. ”

A good situation?

Eric suddenly felt a great sense of irony, and an uncontrollable laugh welled up, and he began to laugh out loud, laughing backwards and backs, laughing breathlessly.

"What is a good situation and how can it be maintained?" Eric still had a smile on his face, but anger burned in his eyes, it seemed that nothing in his life could make him so angry, and what he had done in the past was often just an opportunity, but this time it made him angry.

"Professor, you've done a lot for mutants, but have you ever speculated about the future in your mind, have you ever thought about what the future should be, I've never heard you mention it, because you don't know what you want! And I, have seen my world, in my world our compatriots have been truly free, they are unfettered, and they no longer have to worry about being taken away at will by others. Maintain a good situation? If this world does not advance, it will retreat, what will it depend on to sustain it, what will it maintain? ”

Eric took a step back and slammed the door open, revealing all the students outside.

"Look at your kids, some of them are adults, and in some states they're legally married, they've had children of their own, and you want to lock them up in the academy and go out once in a while? It's a safe haven for them, not a prison! When you think about ordinary people, please be merciful and think about your children! ”

Outside the door, the immature faces were full of tears, the children looked at the kind old people in a daze, and the professor looked at these helpless juniors, and suddenly he was a little afraid to face their eyes. (To be continued!)

Tips: The new domain name "biquge.info" has been launched by Biquge, and the original domain name is about to be discontinued. Please tell each other, thank you!