Marvel World New Magneto

"Eric, thank you and your students for your outstanding performance. You deserve it." As the president pinned a medal to Eric's chest, the atmosphere of the ceremony reached its climax. Under the lights, the president took a cordial photo with the guests.Then the students were interviewed by reporters on the red carpet with the accompaniment of the military band, and the mutant leader quietly left with several high-ranking officials.

They're going to continue the negotiations over the drafting of mutant youths into the military, which hadn't gone well to begin with.

"What can I say?" Eric flatly rejected the military's request. "The blood of my compatriots who were conscripted during the Vietnam War is still fresh. At this time, why do you think I will agree to continue pushing children into volcanoes?"

"Every American youth has an obligation to serve the country!" the military representative roared. "While your men hang out in the rear, my good lads are bleeding in the front."

"If you call saving New Yorkers from fire and crime a leisurely act, then I'd like to ask how many American citizens and terrorist crimes your good boy has saved." Eric refused an inch.

"I want to remind you, Mr. Eric." The official from the Ministry of Justice pressed his gold-rimmed glasses and advised him calmly. "Our proposal has been verbally promised by Minister McCoy. Today, I just want to inform you, not to discuss with you, because the negotiations with the Minister of Mutant Affairs have ended."

"Why don't you bring the peace bill? We can check it word by word from the first paragraph of the declaration to see if there is any authorization in the whole bill for Mr. Minister to reach an agreement with other government departments." Eric said disdainfully. "Even the president can't make a deal without the authorization of Congress, let alone Mr. Secretary. I can tell you clearly, if you want to send a recruiting letter for 45 cents like in the past, say 'you can use unique skills to serve It is absolutely impossible to play for the country and then pull people away."

Erik's attitude is very tough, and for good reason and not just bullshit.So the situation fell into a stalemate for a while.

After several representatives whispered to each other, the representative of the Ministry of Justice spoke again.

"What do you want before agreeing to the agreement?" Out of his personal thoughts, he really wanted to conclude the negotiation.Before this gentleman arrived, there was a promise from above. Once the mutant agreed to serve in the military, the outcome of this negotiation would be of great benefit to his future.

I believe that other representatives have received similar promises.So although the other party's tone is very rude.Negotiations are still going on, and it is an invisible encouragement that no party has left so far, which shows that the mutant side is also willing to continue talking on this issue.

Then it depends on what kind of conditions can be offered, and how much the two sides can fight for each other.

Eric thought about it, wrote a few words on the memorandum, and threw it to the negotiating opponent.

The representatives hurriedly picked it up from the table and gathered together to look at it.

"No. It's impossible." The representative of the Ministry of Justice was the first to react.He hastily declined. "The people involved have been tried and you know Section 5 of the Commonwealth Amendment states that 'No person shall twice be put in danger of life or body by the same offence' and their case is closed."

"Our people paid the blood price for this, and the executioner only sat in prison for a few years. Is this what you call life or physical danger?" Eric sneered, making his opponent blush with laughter. "Then what right do you have to ask me to agree?"

The representatives were silent, and they gathered together again to think hard, and finally came up with the following opinions:

first.Returning the remains of mutant soldiers who died during the Vietnam War in good faith;

Then, compensate mutants persecuted by government actions;

at last.Commitment to military service is entirely voluntary, and will not be sent overseas to be monitored by the Ministry of Mutant Affairs.

After the agreement was reached, Eric flipped through it uninterestedly, and threw it into the watch casually.

For the new Mutant Affairs Department, perhaps this is not a small victory, the professor will definitely like it, and Hanke has to admit that it is realistically operable, but there is just a very uncomfortable feeling lingering in his heart.

Former reincarnators once again feel the constraints of hands and feet that cannot be stretched. Now the situation seems to be stable, but in fact it has entered a new bottleneck period. After passing this level, mutants will be accepted by the public, and there will be no doubts in the future, otherwise they will stay in the present The situation will only gradually decay and decline.For the younger branch of humanity, decline is tantamount to death.

Looking out through the glass, the young people are dealing with the media in a leisurely manner. They are no longer the little boys who were thrown around by the reporters in the past.Every time he sees their growth, Eric always feels gratified from the bottom of his heart.

How can the next generation continue to suffer? They should find their place, become heroes admired by all, and be remembered by the younger generations.

Seeing the sophistication of these young people, Eric smiled slightly.

Walking out of the conference room, he looked up at the sky, and it was clear above.

This look-up expression was captured by a satellite in low-Earth orbit, and then transmitted to a hidden basement.

"Will he find out that something is wrong?" Looking at the people on the screen, the host of the White House solemnly asked his political partner on the side sofa.

"I won't find out." John Constantine, who was sitting on the side, replied, his expression was also quite serious. "We keep secrets to the greatest extent, and all the representatives involved in the negotiations are unaware of it, even if Eric has the ability to read minds, he will not be able to detect it."

"Where is the dean of Xavier College, you told me that his ability is stronger, and he can hide it?" The president still wants more assurances. This president, who is known for his strong personality, has an unknown secret. The disadvantage is that it makes quick decisions and hesitates afterwards.Many people know the first half of this contradictory personality, thinking that he is a person with a strong heart, but those closest to him know that he has another face, perhaps it is the nature of politicians, he always thinks more after the fact The more he felt, the danger might happen soon. If he hadn't had his staff by his side, he would have wanted to find an excuse to cancel the operation.

Constantine was one of the very few people who knew the other side of the president well. After noticing this subtle change, he quickly shook his hand to comfort him.

"It will be fine. There are many restrictions on the ability of mutants to use, and it is not possible to do it casually. Besides, this is Washington. Xavier will not observe casually. If you are not at ease, why not ask our experts. He has over 30 years of experience working with mutants."

What Constantine said made sense, so the president turned his gaze to the man sitting opposite him.It was a bearded man in his 50s.A fat man with glasses.

"Can I trust you? I thought you had completely fallen over there." The president asked the man, who was no stranger to him.

"I have had nightmares for 30 years, and now nothing can stop me from waking up this dream." The man leaned slightly, and the light from the screen fell on his glasses, reflecting a sharp light.

"Don't worry, we've done the best we can. I know Charles, if he wanted to. The world would have been a different place long ago. We've modeled his character many times and concluded that The conclusion is the same - he will not be our hindrance."

With that person's assurance, the president finally let go of a part of his heart.The bullet has been fired, there is nothing more to say, now he just waits for a reply.

The reply will be brought back by the lady and hopefully it will be good news.

"Mola?" In Zeyor College, the professor put down the book at hand and called out to his ex-girlfriend in surprise.The graceful and graceful Ms. McTaggot walked into his office from outside under the golden sunset light.

"Charles." Mora looked at the professor with complicated emotions.He froze for a moment, and his joyful expression gradually faded.

***

After the ceremony and negotiations were completed, the college's caravan drove back on the highway back to New York. Due to the repeated effects of excitement and anxiety throughout the day, most of the students were now drowsy. Only Eric and John sat at the end of the caravan Silence looked at the terms of the agreement in his hand.

"So, there may be mutant soldiers in the army in the future?" John frowned.

"This is just a draft. But we have no reason to stop it. Not every compatriot lives as well as us. Since safety can be guaranteed, there will always be people who are willing to try their luck. Fortunately, this is not before 1973. According to the rules, Hank will exercise his power to ensure that the service is voluntary." When it comes to this topic, Eric has an indescribable annoyance, not because he is dissatisfied with the agreement itself, but also with some inexplicable feelings secretly remind him of something.

Taking the draft back, he took out a lump of liquid metal to continue processing. This is the harvest he brought back from another world. Lancer used two-thirds of the materials left by the liquid robot, and the remaining one-third Set aside some for Captain Curtis' sojourner, he has the last part.

In his hands, this part of the liquid metal is constantly changing, from a pectin-like semi-solidified liquid into a human shape, and then covered with layers of fine and dense scales, until the color is getting lighter and lighter, and the surface is getting brighter. Smoother and smoother, the translucent tiny scales hidden on the surface of the portrait disappeared.

At this time Eric was already sweating profusely, but a sense of urgency urged him, he must finish as soon as possible.

Then he opened his wrist and poured silver blood on it under John's astonished gaze. The one-foot-tall human figure fused with the blood and gradually turned pink, as if it had become some kind of organic creature. The glossy finish becomes a translucent material.

The students hadn't woken up yet. John felt something unusual from the tutor's actions. He didn't disturb the tutor, watching the man squirming as if activated by blood, desperately absorbing nutrients from the blood, and gradually the limbs emerged. The skin also became extremely detailed, followed by hair, facial features, and finally formed a small human form.

If it wasn't for Eric sitting across from him, John almost thought that the mentor had been shrunk by some kind of force.

Now this mass of liquid has been shaped into Eric's appearance. It squinted its eyes very much like Eric's expression when he was thinking. John watched it closely, and suddenly the figure opened his eyes and smiled at him.

John straightened up abruptly. He blinked desperately and looked over again. Below was still the little man with closed eyes. (to be continued~^~)