Chapter 2949

Speaking of New Shangdu Country, people from two universes finally had some common topics to talk about; Tim and Jason and the others were originally very curious about what this country that didn't exist in their universe was, and Schiller and the others obviously had some views on the status quo of this country, so the two sides chatted like this.

In fact, since the establishment of this country belonging to mutants, the dark arrows in the international arena have never stopped; no matter what, a country composed of super-powered humans is a threat to other countries in itself.

Other countries developing nuclear bombs at least have a process; everyone has some space for game; moving hands and feet, delaying time, can also be considered to have worked hard, but this mutant country is different; they bring their own nuclear bombs, and it's not one or two, but almost all.

The two big nuclear bombs leading the way, one is strong and charming, the other is cunning and very smart; it is simply a perfect combination of leaders; more importantly, any country and organization in the world does not have the conditions to assassinate the two of them.

Although due to history being changed, they built the country earlier, but precisely because of various pressures in the international arena, when they reached the node of developing the Andromeda Galaxy, things didn't happen to change; Magneto still led a group of people away, as the vanguard of human pioneering interstellar, pioneering in the Andromeda Galaxy.

If one has to say what has changed, it is probably that the wanderer who traveled far finally has a home to return to; this old man who experienced two world wars is finally no longer driven from one piece of land to another, but has a dual home of body and spirit.

But spiritual comfort can't be eaten as a meal after all; whether it is the countries on Earth or the base in the Andromeda Galaxy, the development is not very smooth; the root cause is the problem of the mutant education system.

A country has no future without education; logically speaking, they have their own country's territory and can carry out the construction of the education system, but the problem is that young mutants are too unstable; they need to spend almost all their youth learning how to control their abilities.

This leads to them not being able to learn professional skills such as science, business management, etc., like ordinary people; even with the blessing of dream schools, not everyone has a super brain; the population base is small, and talents are naturally not enough.

The biggest flaw of mutants is here; those with strong abilities may not have good brains; those with good brains may have flaws in their abilities; those with talent have to spend time mastering their abilities; those without talent are useless to learn.

Relying on the previous generation of mutants to deal with all kinds of dark arrows is already stretched, not to mention going further.

Harley must have analyzed this point, which is why she took the mutant country as the first foothold for her to come to this universe; the other party is in urgent need of talents, and she lacks angel investors; the two sides can be said to have hit it off; Harley relied on her smart little brain to quickly show her value in business management and won the trust of the mutants.

The cooperation between the two sides is still pleasant; Schiller and Steve can feel it from recent news; recently, New Shangdu Country has had some investment actions; in Schiller's view, the prospects of these investment projects they chose are not bad; one look and one knows it is not the level of mutants; if it is Harley's substitute training, then it is very reasonable.

However, it seems that Harley hasn't taken out her trump card yet; Schiller believes that she can see that the future of mutants is actually in the Andromeda Galaxy; these actions on Earth are just icing on the cake.

But Harley is not a mutant after all; mutants cannot sincerely accept her; it is not that simple to want to intervene in the affairs of the Andromeda Galaxy.

The existence of this mutant group makes young people from other universes feel very curious, but this social problem cannot be explained clearly for a while; even if Schiller said it in detail, how much one can understand still depends on personal understanding.

Tim's understanding is obviously the highest; he knows that if he wants to invest in this universe, mutants will be the best investment objects; it is just that the investment environment—that is, the universe situation and the situation of the three major empires—still needs to be investigated.

Dick just thinks that the various abilities of mutants are very interesting and has no special views on other aspects; Jason feels that mutants are too anxious now, and the internal atmosphere is not very good; if they can't adjust, they will cause a big trouble sooner or later.

Schiller actually agrees with Jason's view; now mutants are immersed in an atmosphere of self-doubt; they can't figure out why they have the right time, place, and people and are much stronger than ordinary people, but they can't develop well?

If one says they are isolated from the world and have no objects for comparison, that's fine, but since they built the country, they have been squatting next to a behemoth, watching people go from ruins to prosperity, and now discussing the heroes of the world, only the monarch and Cao Er.

Still that sentence, all extreme ideas of human beings start from "Why?".

Over the years, they haven't had less eye contact; what the power of nature suddenly makes a few small islands rise from the sea, a few design drawings suddenly picked up in the Hokkaido jungle, young mutants suddenly fall in love with foreign girls and get married, etc.

But mutants themselves know that their performance of saying that mud can't support the wall belongs to a bit of revolutionary friendship; a certain Eastern power belongs to the country being forced to do anything, but helping mutants is not; mutants are really not good.

Afghanistan may not be the real empire graveyard; after all, stamp collecting didn't collect China, but mutants are the real empire mud pit; China, the United States, the Soviet Union, Russia, whoever goes is not good.

Tim felt a bit emotional listening to Schiller say these things; every time this moment comes, he can always better understand the concept of "water full then overflows" in Eastern culture; mutants are very strong, but sometimes strength doesn't solve problems and brings bigger trouble.

Several people chatted for a while; when it was lunchtime, they were almost soaked, so they prepared to have a meal in the center of the resort.

The girls actually came out long ago; Pamela got a cabbage from the back kitchen of the canteen; they ran to the gym on the second floor to test the deadlift ability of the cabbage; they saw others walking into the activity building from the window on the second floor.

Relatively high-end restaurants are all on the third floor; the two sides agreed to meet on the third floor; when Schiller passed the restaurant front desk, he took a menu; very unsurprisingly, it was that kind of expensive, hard-to-eat, and inauthentic Japanese food.

Although the country is gone, there are still quite a few Japanese people abroad, but many of these people have been away from home for many years and are not famous chefs themselves; the food they make is really not very good.

Otherwise, why is it now advocated that the most continuation of Japanese culture is Chinese people; the country is gone, anime looks better, Japanese food is also more fragrant, and Japanese sounds pleasant to the ear.

This is the same truth as an artist; works are not valuable when alive, but they rise up after death; Japanese culture is a precious heritage of the East Asian cultural circle; the point is heritage.

Schiller looked at the outrageous numbers of the menu price with some disgust; he didn't want to eat, but felt that the ingredients they prepared last night were not enough for another meal, so he could only order a little bit reluctantly.

The result was also unsurprising; this thing is expensive and the portion is small; a pile of plates were piled up and then withdrawn; after eating for more than an hour, everyone was basically not full.

After finishing, the head chef had to come out to thank the diners; what surprised Schiller was that this was indeed a pure Japanese; on the surface, he was tearful when mentioning Japan, but in fact, the two words "secretly happy" were almost written on his face.

Because the country is gone, there are not many people who can make this kind of food; now the price of Japanese food all over the world is several times more expensive than another universe; I am afraid the salary of this head chef is also about the same.

Schiller and the others were fine, but several young people were in the stage of growing their bodies; because they were not full, they went to the supermarket next to them to buy a pile of snacks, and returned to their residence with big bags and small bags.

Just after returning, Harley pulled Schiller and said mysteriously: "How to sell superpowers?"

"What?"

"I heard you claim to do all kinds of business; can you sell me superpowers?"

"Aren't you learning magic?" Schiller asked; he hadn't forgotten that Harley had attended classes at the Kamar-Taj Magic Academy before, so theoretically, as long as she got some energy, she could use magic.

"Magic doesn't work," Harley shook her head and said. "That looks like the path of Kamar-Taj; I want to be a super-powered person."

"A super-powered person like mutants?"

"Something like that."

Schiller thought for a while and said: "Actually, if you go to amputate a limb now, you can also say you are a mutant; after all, there are quite a few disabled people in the Epsilon level."

"I said I want to spend money to buy! You intend to sell me this?"

"I'm looking at the money you can afford; you can only buy this."

"Then you underestimate me too much; the money in my hand is enough to buy this community now."

Schiller was taken aback and said: "Seriously, you don't know how expensive the land in Los Angeles is, right?"

Harley sneered and said: "So you underestimate me."

"Where did you get so much money?" Schiller narrowed his eyes and stared at Harley; after a long while, he said: "If Magneto knows you are so ruthless, do you think he will let you go?"

"Professor X has mind-reading skills; these two old men are together every day; you don't think he doesn't know yet, right?"

Schiller pursed his lips; it seems Professor X and Magneto are also going all out, but it is normal; there are not many people willing to sell their lives for mutants; Harley must be the top one among them.

"Do you want superpowers to infiltrate their interior?"

"It's that the two of them need to give other mutants an explanation," Harley sighed and said: "My identity now is Professor X's daughter who is wandering outside, Legion's sister."

"They all guess that my mutant ability is the same mind-reading ability as Professor X, so I didn't reveal the flaw, but I don't have the X gene after all; it would be terrible if I were discovered."

"So what you want is the X gene?"

"I don't want that unlucky thing; it's too unstable; what if it really makes me lack arms and legs? I need more obvious superpowers, so no one will think of checking me."

"In this way, someone already wants to check you."

"Because I'm not really able to read minds after all," Harley frowned, looked at Schiller dissatisfiedly and said: "Just like I know, in fact, you are not really able to either; there are always people who can see it."

Schiller touched his chin and said: "This is a bit difficult to handle; what type of superpowers do you want?"

"The more obvious and the more stylish, the better; it's best to have another grand mutant ability runaway ceremony, so that the whole world knows I am a mutant."