Chapter 331: S: The Radiant Event (Part 6)

"What is your view on mutants?" Nick asked Schiller while leaning against the glass window.

"My view is roughly the same as Professor X's. At least one point is the same, and that is, if you forcibly squeeze mutants and ordinary humans together, both sides will get hurt."

"Not to mention the historical legacy issues that lead ordinary humans to be very hostile toward mutants, just the fact that mutant ability outbreaks are uncontrollable determines that they cannot live in ordinary human society." Schiller sighed and said.

After he came to this world, he discovered that the mutant problem was much more serious than he had imagined, because one could see from the newspaper every day that somewhere else, some mutant's ability had broken out, leading to how much loss and how many people injured...

One point the symbiotes were right about: ordinary humans are truly fragile. A tiny spark is enough to cause them to suffer severe burns. If an explosion occurs, most people will lose their lives. Yet, when mutant abilities break out, fire and explosions are the most common situations.

So can ordinary people not treat them as terrorists? Even if it's a terrorist attack, it can be predicted. After all, the types of guns and bombs are not too many. But mutant ability outbreaks are different. One thousand people have one thousand ways to endanger public safety.

In a society with mutants, walking into any public place requires first finding a safe corner to avoid a mutant who has lost control suddenly rushing in to kill.

Maybe every morning when you wake up, you will see that the road surface has been destroyed again, and then you will learn that it was another good deed done by mutants. It is also possible that one day, your car was parked well in the parking lot, and the next day the entire parking lot collapsed, and the insurance company wouldn't even pay the claim...

Mutant ability outbreaks won't care if you have to go to work the next day, if you have urgent clients to meet, or if you want to experience a peaceful and comfortable atmosphere.

Even Schiller is the same. He knows he has spider-sense and the ability to avoid danger, but his cautious personality still makes him instinctively use gray fog to perceive the situation nearby when entering various public places, to prevent him from having bad luck and encountering some Alpha-level mutant suddenly exploding.

Ordinary people living in a world with mutants are like living in a world where terrorists might appear at any time. Even if they haven't suffered real harm, living in fear all day long, the pressure is also very great.

"I am a psychologist. I can deeply understand the psychological pressure brought about by being in an insecure state for a long time, and I can also understand the group of people who are hostile to mutants because of this pressure."

"But mutants have no way out either, because this kind of gene of theirs is innate."

"I learned from Professor X that many mutants have fallen into deep guilt because their own ability outbreaks suddenly hurt innocent people, and some people have never walked out of this shadow in their entire lives."

"Therefore, forcibly squeezing these two sides together is actually being irresponsible to both sides at the same time."

"So what do you plan to do? Establish an isolated society? But forgive me for speaking bluntly, this won't work. Germany during World War II has fully explained this truth." Nick sighed and said: "I know, Magneto has always been seeking to establish a country belonging to mutants, but he has encountered very great obstruction. You and I both know the reason."

"Of course, if a country wants to research nuclear bombs, all major powers will not agree, let alone all the nuclear bombs wanting to unite to establish a country of their own. There will never be any country that will sit idly by and watch such a thing happen."

"Even if mutants can unite, their families also live in the society of ordinary people, being coerced by the country and power. The reason Magneto can be tough is because he has no soft underbelly, while most mutants, when facing their families and friends being threatened, can only choose to bow their heads."

Nick glanced at Schiller. He lowered his voice and said: "I can reveal to you the policy of the Security Council toward mutants. Simply put, it is to divide and conquer, let them consume each other internally, and use their power at necessary moments, but never let them unite."

"Standing from the perspective of politicians, this is the best solution. Look, mutants, ordinary people, and politicians, the positions of these three parties are completely different. Mutants hope for unity, hope for independence, hope for a homeland of their own..."

"Ordinary people hope that mutants can stay away from their lives and return a safe social environment to them. To a certain extent, the interest demands of these two parties are consistent, because as long as mutants build a country, they will all settle in that country and will no longer get involved in the lives of ordinary people."

"The only obstruction here is the politicians. If you want to divide mutants, you have to let them be scattered and distributed in the society of ordinary people, just like using water to dilute wine."

Nick also sighed and said: "You and I both know that we cannot change the thoughts of those people. In this regard, human society is unchanging through the ages."

"Are mutants rare? No, such things have happened countless times in history. Isn't Africa the same?"

"Divide and conquer, internal consumption, dumping products, blocking production, and then spreading public opinion, letting them feel that they are naturally lazy and inferior, selecting the excellent ones to absorb, and then using barbarians to control barbarians. This set of tricks has been played countless times."

"... Talk about business." Nick looked at Schiller and asked: "What do you plan to do? Can you reveal it first? You know, S. H. I. E. L. D.'s rapid response measures have always been..."

"Or rather, the only emergency response measure that the entire S. H. I. E. L. D. can run smoothly is you alone, right?"

Nick smiled. He spread his hands and said: "Be glad, there is still me."

"Building a country, I think it's not very reliable. Let's assume first, where are they going to build the country? On which continent? Anyway, no matter which continent it is, the surrounding countries will definitely not agree. They will stop them like crazy."

"Alright, even if they have the ability to build an island in the center of the Pacific Ocean, you also know the character of the military. They regard the Pacific Ocean as their aircraft carrier training ground. They will not allow an obstructive thing to appear there..."

"Since that's the case, it's better to let them move further away."

"Further away? How far?"

"2.5 million light-years. What do you think?"

Nick widened his eyes and said: "You want them to move to outer space?? Not to mention whether it can be done at the execution level, they won't be happy, right?"

"Although mutants want an independent homeland, they obviously also want to enjoy the fruits of human civilization construction. If you let them move to such a far place, isn't that equivalent to exile?"

"That's not necessarily true. Exile refers to dragging the family to an unknown and dangerous place that is also a wilderness and needs to start from scratch. Nick, when the symbiotes detached from their previous hosts before, didn't you already see it?"

"Saw what?"

"That group of aliens, there were high elves, totem spirits, and a big bug. Those were living aliens."

"Uh, indeed, but we have also seen living aliens before, such as the Asgardians."

"Then do you think that letting a few humans live in Asgard counts as exile?"

"Of course not. After all, Asgardians are all gods, and their cities are much more magnificent than ours..."

"That's it. Then look at those aliens from Andromeda before. Do you think they came from a very shabby place?"

Nick recalled for a moment. He remembered the high elf among them. They looked most similar to humans, both having two legs and two hands, but the difference was that their height was about three meters, and their skulls didn't look quite the same as humans.

But there is no doubt that his clothing and attire were not primitive, and it could even be said to be very magnificent. On him, Nick saw the traces of a complete alien civilization. They had their own language, writing, art, and unique aesthetics.

Even that Zerg, on its back armor, was fixed with mechanical parts that Nick couldn't understand at all, not to mention the totem spirit that was translucent all over.

"Actually, in interstellar society, Earth is a wild place of exile. How do you think Asgardians view us?"

"Did you forget Thor's attitude when he first came to Earth? If he sincerely felt that humans and Asgardians were on the same level, would he dare to shout like that?"

Nick nodded and said: "Makes sense. Even by imagination, I can imagine that any civilization with a spaceship is more advanced than us. We are still struggling to land on Mars even now."

"So, heading to a galaxy where civilization is more developed and prosperous is not exile, but advanced study."

"But such galaxies have owners, right? No civilization will be happy if a group of outsiders suddenly comes to their territory."

"Indeed, even if you meet a relatively kind landlord, the tenant is always a head lower." Schiller nodded, and then he changed the subject: "But it doesn't matter. Interstellar society doesn't look at laws, only at whose fist is bigger. If the landlord suddenly dies, and the tenant takes over the house, as long as he can hold it, who can come to take it back?"

Nick widened his eyes again. He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Schiller, saying: "You want to kill the landlord of the Andromeda Galaxy?"

"Don't talk nonsense. How would I have that ability? Don't bring up things like destroying the world at every turn. Humans are a civilized race. We want to establish a good interstellar image."

"Human civilization is so weak. Let alone fighting in the universe, we can't even build a spaceship."

"Since that's the case, if cosmic demon gods start fighting, we can't stop them. The Sanctum Sanctorum is just starting. All we can do is provide an escape route for the distinguished members."

Nick nodded and said: "I understand. Two armies exchange fire, unfortunately affected, deeply regret, powerless."

"But..." Nick hesitated and said: "Don't the symbiotes also live in that galaxy? Currently, it seems this group of cosmic agents is still quite friendly, and I think they are useful."

"Do you think a parasitic race cares who the other civilizations in the galaxy are? Or rather, if humans don't go, can their enemies let them be parasitized?"

"Moreover, look, haven't the mutants left a very good impression on the symbiotes now?"

Nick covered his forehead and said: "I knew it, all of this is your plan..."

"Contact Professor X, inform him of the characteristics of the symbiotes, and let him select suitable mutants according to the characteristics of the symbiotes."

"Professor X, in order to strengthen the abilities of the new generation, will not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. At the same time, you are making a deal with the symbiotes, letting them fool the new generation of mutants in their minds, strengthening their sense of belonging to the human race..."

"And then let the symbiotes feel that the new generation of mutants is very compatible with them and has incomparably strong abilities, improving their impression of the human race..."

"And that's not all. You should know that symbiotes have a genetic catalog. I learned from Loki that interstellar society highly recognizes the information recorded in their genetic catalog, because no race can understand the basic situation of a certain race better than symbiotes."

"Many civilizations like to regard symbiotes as cosmic libraries. When they want to understand a certain race, they will find a host parasitized by a symbiote and then trade with them to exchange for the intelligence in their genetic catalog, or simply pay the price of letting the symbiote parasitize their own body to obtain the information they want."

"As long as we can let the symbiotes write down some basic information about humans in their genetic catalog—I mean the correct, fair, objective, and unquestionable kind of information—that will be very beneficial to our future development, won't it?"

Nick looked up at the ceiling, reached out, and clapped his hands. Schiller continued: "There is one more point. Letting Asgard help send those previous host aliens back can give Strange a reasonable excuse to contact Asgard."

"Contact Asgard, what happened to them?"

"We have to figure out Asgard's attitude in this war, especially Odin's attitude."

"I want to pull him in to get rich together, but I'm afraid he still hasn't turned the corner regarding the matter between his son and daughter..."

"Then how is the information Strange sent back?"

"Let's find a safe place and talk in detail."

------------------ Side note ------------------

Opened another small goal. I guess this time it will be again: /

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