Again on the edge of East Harlem, it's a different place, at least not as dirty as it used to be. :3.

Petro accompanies Eric as he rounds his neighborhood and reports to him on the latest developments.

During this time, there were nearly two hundred mutants from all over the country, including ordinary people who had mixed in for various reasons, some of whom came and went, and the rest were basically homeless people, most of whom had been properly accommodated, most of the children had been sent to the academy, and the rest were temporarily living with their families. As for the guys who are always trying to show their strength, Quicksilver will teach them how to be human.

In the midst of a great deal of human contact, the son of the Maximov family is metamorphosing into a different personality, or more accurately, Pietro has evolved from his original personality. This young man who grew up in the remote mountains of Eastern Europe has always maintained a simple personality, and his worldview is relatively simple, although he is a little impetuous and dazzling, but that is a common disease of boys, but in the slums of this prosperous world, he finally came into contact with the cruel side of reality, after a period of running-in, Pietro has to admit that good people are always silent, and for those who are good at making a voice for their own profit, a loud slap is more effective than hard persuasion.

The sudden appearance of white and yellow faces in the black area also caused dissatisfaction among the people in the neighborhood, but fortunately, with the help of two dark-skinned mutants, Aaron and Alekos, the problem did not become a big problem. These two men are not really nests, in fact they are deeply loved by the locals, but they have a softer personality, no talent, and now with Pietro's backing and Eric behind them, they quickly ousted the worst-tempered leader of the neighboring neighborhood and expanded their sphere of influence.

Petro was a little puzzled by this, in his opinion, Eric couldn't afford this little money, and these ordinary humans at the bottom were of little use. But Eric has another view.

"Don't underestimate ordinary people, they can help us solve a lot of problems." To Quicksilver's question, Eric replied. "Even if you are strong, if you want to live a normal life, you can't help others. We are not primitive societies, and we are not isolated Eskimos living in the Arctic Circle, just as we need not only food and food, but also cooking, seasoning, and other processing. This is an era of fine division of labor, and few people in a civilized society can really adapt to the life of ancient people, I don't think you would be willing to do everything yourself? ”

Pietro immediately shook his head. Although he was a little reluctant to admit it, this period of life was the most proud of his life. In this black neighborhood, Quicksilver faintly feels that his life value is so closely connected to his own talent. Now he somewhat agrees with Eric's theory that capable people are inherently superior to others.

Noticing these small changes, Eric smiled slightly. This kind young man is just as ill-fated as his hard-working sister, who has been living with suffering all his life, and the only happy time he has has finally come to naught, but it is another world, and under his influence, they will take another path of destiny, and they can also get a powerful help.

Now these neighborhoods have made some less obvious adjustments. With his financial support, some of the functional buildings were transformed into temporary settlements, which Eric hoped would serve as a diversion and screening of people.

Outside of John, these young men. He must recruit a considerable number of mutants with the right abilities and ages, and a society cannot only have stars, there must be more middle and bottom layers under the tip of the pyramid, and only reserve forces will continue to take over. The big tree of mutants can be said to be initially stable.

It's like a country can't just rely on soldiers to fight, but also farmers to farm, merchants to trade, scholars to research, artisans to make, and anyone can simply shout a few slogans. It sounds exciting, but it doesn't solve the real problem.

Suddenly, he remembered that the Red Female Agent had used Hannibal to describe herself when he was at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, and it was undeniable that there were some similarities between the two, but more than that, they were different.

When the famous general led his army from Spain over the Pyrenees and the Alps to gallop through the heart of Rome, victory after victory could not hide the disadvantage. He longed to find the hydra's neck in Roman society and deliver a fatal blow to it, but in the end he didn't get his wish. In the end, his country compromised, he was betrayed, he was forced to go to the East, and finally committed suicide.

Was this qiē accidental?

No, it was destined by his own actions.

He intensified the contradictions too early, and on the contrary, he deprived himself of the opportunity to replenish his strength. The first ten minutes of a game are nothing as you destroy enemy houses and chase after fleeing people, factories are set up beyond your sight, countless scientists are catching your weaknesses, and people are red-eyed by your atrocities and willing to fight you to the death without the encouragement of their government.

When the advantages in the early stage are exhausted, on one side are the exhausted aggressors who want to maintain favorable conditions to withdraw, and on the other side is the mobilization of the whole country armed to the teeth and eager to try, and it will be clear who will win and who will lose next.

Unless this powerful invader can make the whole world start all over again, and the other powerful acquiesce in his madness, this is obviously impossible.

Therefore, in the face of human society, we must be like a small emerging country to a weak huge country, be good at absorbing benefits from a big country, gradually strengthen ourselves, restrain our own **, and use force cautiously, so that it is possible to complete the final reversal.

Like any great country, the huge society itself can effectively resist the swallowing of external forces and break the stomach of the lackluster with a bad heart, but it cannot resist the cannibalization, and systematically infiltrates its power day after day, year after year, and eventually the whole world will change.

Now Eric, the modern-day Hannibal, is about to step out of the great things that his predecessors did not accomplish, burrow into the heart of human society like an alien, and draw the remaining vitality from this slightly old body until the day when he inherits the host.

Silently thinking, accompanied by Pietro, Eric went to a hidden room in the dilapidated complex, where a chubby man was sitting on the edge of the bed with a lonely face.

"Hello, Dr. Otto." Eric greeted the man.

"Hello, Eric." Otto replied listlessly.

The doctor had been devastated since his mechanical tentacles had been torn off, and without the artificial intelligence that had affected his mind, he began to regret the stupid things he had done.

After the first accident coma, the doctor in the operating room tried to remove his mechanical assistant, but the four tentacles attacked for self-preservation, and since then it has made a bad start, and the scientist Otto, who was originally just a little eccentric, has become a brutal Doctor Octopus, robbing, kidnapping, and murdering everything, but fortunately Spider-Man and Eric stopped him, so as not to cause a greater tragedy.

Now he had mixed feelings about Eric, a little grateful for saving him from the tentacles, and a little scared.

Eric saw this and did not explain it to him, that a moderate amount of awe was a good thing.

"Let's get it straight, what do you want me to do?" Otto asked, plucking up his courage.

"As in the past, Ming and Chuang, I won't restrict you too much on the premise of ensuring safety, just help me occasionally guide young people, if they have the will to improve." Eric replied indifferently.

"What else can I know, I originally wanted to benefit mankind, but now I have been stained with other people's blood." Otto shook his head in frustration.

"Then you can surrender yourself, waste your talents in prison, and spend the rest of your life with those rude and irascible criminals, and I can always make it easy for you if you wish, with the police station two miles away." Eric calmly pointed out the door, then tossed him a roll of newspaper.

Otto shrunk his neck and hesitantly picked up the newspaper, which he had been exposed to for the first time in the past few days, and as soon as he opened it, he saw reports such as "The mysterious man donated a large amount to those who were injured by Doctor Octopus".

He flipped through the newspapers, there were gossip tabloids such as the Horn Daily, as well as large newspapers such as the Times and the Post, which should not be made up, and from the above news, the loss was not too great, after all, the two most important accidents were stopped by Eric, most of them broke a few bones or flesh wounds, and now with a generous compensation, his desire to atone for his sins suddenly faded.

Who would want to live in prison if they could breathe free air outside?

But it's not easy to stay outside.

"Your reputation is ruined, no one will hire you anymore, and now that you're a bankrupt man, if you can't accept life in the park and grab benches with homeless people, maybe you can see if your former friends are willing to take you in." Eric had already investigated, Dr. Otto had basically no relatives, and only a few friends with whom he had little friendship, and if his beloved wife was still around, he might have mustered up the courage, but now he had nowhere to go.

As he thought, Otto was both grateful and suspicious of Eric, and when he hesitated to make a decision, Eric put the last weight on the scales.

"Rosalie", Eric clapped his hands, and a little white girl walked in from outside. "Remember this gentleman, and if he thinks about leaving at any time, remember to remind him to close the door."

Rosalie agreed loudly in a thick childlike voice, this is a mutant child from a single-parent family, Eric changed her name not long ago, and Otto's eyes widened when he saw her.

"This is ......," he excitedly pointed to Rosalie, a little girl with Rose's full name, who looked like his deceased wife.

Eric laughed secretly, in fact, this girl and Rose are only six or seven points alike, and they are more similar after dressing up according to the photo of Otto's wife, plus the same name, it is no wonder that Doctor Octopus in the low point of his life suddenly jumped.

It looks like the genius scholar will never be able to run out of his palm again. (To be continued!)

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