An Unscientific Mechanic

"This is..." Magneto and the others looked blankly at the debris belt composed of massive warship wreckage.

"The biggest battle that the Consolidation Department fought in recent years was finally around the Queen Star. The two sides finally assembled more than 1.5 billion warships, and finally more than 125 thousand warships were sunk, and more than 30 billion soldiers Sleep here forever."

"...How much?" Logan's mouth twitched.

"Two billion. Because the organization of the Jetradi's basic fleet is too chaotic, we can only make an estimate based on the average member configuration in the ship. And too many enemy ships have been evaporated,"

"... Mamma Mia... are you really not bragging?" Logan was so scared that he dropped his cigarette when he saw the tragic situation.

"What's there to brag about... We like to pull civilization out of natural disasters, but we don't like dealing with this kind of man-made disasters.

This kind of man-made disaster usually turns into a war, and then delays our development time.

The main body of the Concord is a large-scale combat force, but we don't like fighting. "

"So... this... what do you call this? After destroying, uh, 100 million warships, you told me that you don't like fighting?" Logan gestured. After looking at the scale, I realized that most of them were the wreckage of big guys over one kilometer long, and the thing farther away that I thought was a super-sized asteroid... turned out to be a fortress thousands of kilometers long?

"We usually call this kind of behavior more aggressive diplomacy."

"Oh, diplomacy?"

"There are always people who don't want to be obedient, and children who are disobedient have to be beaten, don't they?"

"So, since you guys have this level of power...why..."

"Careful that mutants are not the main race of human society? Let's put it this way, the members of several elite combat groups in the Consolidation Department are heretics who will be sent to the stake in their own civilization, so..." Rabe Spread your hands.

"So you will help these oppressed races?" Charles recovered from the thoughts that were still lingering on the wreckage of the battlefield.

"No, no, no...don't make it sound like we are human rights fighters." La Belle shook her head. "Although we pursue freedom and justice, for things like oppression, this is the internal affairs of your planet, and we will not interfere.

But we couldn't understand it, so there was a special department of Anaheim Electronics Industry. "

"It sounds like a feeling of standing up and down..."

"Organization, we want to talk about the law. If we wantonly interfere with the progress of civilization, this loose alliance with the Ministry of Consolidation at its core will inevitably cease to exist."

"What do you want us to do?" Max looked at Rabell. "With this kind of power, you don't need to care about the attitude of the US government at all, right?"

"Power doesn't mean everything. Only power or thought alone cannot change the world." La Belle pointed to the fleet outside the window, and then pointed to Charles.

"So now we have prepared three ways. The first way is that the mutants will cooperate with us, and we will guide you in action, using the weapons that humans use against you to deal with themselves.

Our expectation is to use the mutants as an opportunity to eliminate the internal division of the human beings on the earth initially, and prepare for the establishment of the global unified government.

On your earth, there are always enough talents to advance technology to the point of colonizing Mars, but limited by internal struggles and your own vision, none of you want to develop in the universe at all.

Moreover, if you mutants cannot accept it, in the future, no matter whether it is aliens or a new type of human being evolved by humans to adapt to the cosmic environment, you will not be able to accept it, and then it will be really fatal. "

"The second, after all the plans fail. You follow us. With the two of you as the leader, the mutants will be reorganized into a new battle group, and your hard work will be used to exchange for a new world for the mutants."

"Article 3, when we determine that you are being exterminated in a planned way, for humanitarian and scientific research purposes, you will be taken away from the earth as precious species samples and placed on an terrestrial planet .”

"So... the choice is back to us?" Charles rubbed his temples.

"Immortals cannot save ghosts who seek death. Our attitudes and actions are based on your attitudes and actions.

You want to engage in retaliatory terrorist attacks? We would consider you to be a civilized destabilizer. If you showed a positive self-help attitude? Then we will naturally try our best to help pull you out of this quagmire. "

"Got it." Max and Charles looked at each other affectionately with complicated expressions.

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"The event went well?" Ian watched as the travel-stained La Belle was teleported back.

"It's okay..." Rabelle threw the tablet on the table and collapsed on the sofa. "It's okay in the front... The visit to the battle group's base in the later period is like jumping repeatedly on the collapse limit of those two people... Especially the 10,000 deaths of the phoenix war group. Let's talk about whether it is the artificial demon transplant of the big sword or the double chef Rapture that base with only two faces...

Charles is okay, Magneto almost exploded his blood vessels..."

"...Indeed, some aspects of the three warbands challenge the three views."

"According to Magneto...the training methods of the Phoenix Squad, the concentration camps are more humane than them..."

"There is no way...Even if the people in their world have undergone body transformation and cloning transformation, their basic physical fitness is still too poor...This is the only way to enhance the battle group's combat ability. However, everything goes well here. .” Ian pressed the communication button in the lounge. "Anaheim Executive?"

"Please, Mr. Varsity."

"Start the operation to restore the reputation of mutants."

"Understood, the operation to restore the reputation of mutants has begun, the first phase of media acquisition has begun, and the implantation of Internet Trojan horses has begun on a global scale."

"...Are you going to enter the media?" Just the next day, Tony Stark called.

Ian's eyes became sharp in an instant, and the personnel in charge of media acquisitions broke out in a cold sweat.

"Considering that I discovered the X-Men plane secretly landed on the roof of your building two days ago...don't tell me that you're going to be involved with mutants."

"Professor Hank boasted to me about the stealth system of that plane for a long time..."

"Oh, Hank's technology is good enough, but I have a better anti-cloaking device. Now I'm curious about your technology that disappears with a flash of white light, material transmission technology?"

"Well, quantum teleportation, after the matter is quantized, it is rematerialized at a designated location to achieve the purpose of teleportation."

"There are more and more interesting technologies leaking from your side..."

Oh my god...the train of thought is completely exhausted...