Chapter 4725: X-Men: New Life (Part 7)

Now the mutants on Earth only occupy one island. To occupy this one island, how much hard work they have spent, and how many hardships they have experienced, no one doesn't know. As a result, now you tell me you have a whole galaxy?

First of all, regardless of whether the Andromeda Galaxy is big or not, and what the resources are like. That is a whole galaxy, matching the Milky Way. They can't even handle the solar system now, when can they occupy a galaxy?

Also. Saying that starships are Earth's public property. In the eyes of the mutants here, humans already have starships, and mutants can still compete with them, how strong must they be?

You have to know that the humans in this universe only built a factory, almost torturing the mutants to death. The humans over there have spaceships and starships, and there are super weapons like planetary warships, they must have fought with the mutants until the Great Dao was worn away?

Charles saw that he couldn't turn it back, so he ignored it and continued: "I definitely don't mean that your pier is built badly. It's just that without a standardized process, you will never be able to, and, lacking standardized supervision, it may also lead to problems."

"Think about it, in the construction process just now, was there any lack of concentration due to fatigue? Was there any distraction when talking to others to refresh yourself? Was there any time when you weren't sure whether a batch of materials was processed well?"

He asked like this, naturally there were. After all, this work has reached this point, who can still be fully focused? Isn't it all just grinding work here, or desperately chasing progress, thinking about finishing it and ending it. Being pointed out by Charles like this, everyone felt a bit guilty.

"This is the importance of the standardized process I emphasize. First, a reasonable shift schedule will give everyone a reasonable rest time, rather than letting you be here with fatigue, relying on various external forces to improve, and finally causing mistakes due to lack of energy."

"Please think, if it is because of your mistake, the hard-built pier has problems in the future, not only may it harm compatriots, but also may cause the entire Krakoa to fall into trouble, then how guilty will you be?"

"I understand, Professor." Someone immediately said, "Actually, I also felt before that rushing the work like this wasn't good. But I heard that the international situation is volatile right now, so I thought we should finish building it while we have the chance, so they won't be able to find trouble for us."

Many people followed suit. This group of people was the mutants who understood best how difficult it was for Krakoa to build a country, and they couldn't wait to find an opportunity to build something, preventing human governments from jumping out again, saying this is not allowed and that is not allowed.

"Please rest assured, everyone. Leave the problems in public opinion and diplomacy to me. I can guarantee that when the new pier starts construction, no government will dare to say it is illegal or non-compliant."

Sebastian looked at him again, not knowing how he could make such a big promise. You have to know that human governments are also complex, each has a different position, and different demands, fighting among themselves, how dare he say he can convince all countries?

What's more, this pier doesn't look legal or compliant at all. Don't forget, Krakoa is a nature reserve, whose nature reserve wants to build such a large deep-water pier? Isn't this clearly having a ghost?

Sebastian had a headache again, he was worried that Charles was messing around, after all, he was also a Krakoa person now, the country is related, and they share the same fate, if something really goes wrong, he can't run away either.

He had the heart to persuade. Charles seemed to see what he was thinking, and gave him a look directly. Sebastian couldn't speak, only heard Charles continue to say:

"Moreover, the problem we are urgently solving is never any pier, but your life. Everyone is not full and not warm, how can we talk about building a home?

"Of course we have to develop agriculture, but it's too late to plant now. We must obtain a batch of external resources to enrich and adjust ourselves, so that we can better invest in work. Everyone rest assured, this matter is also left to me, and I will definitely let everyone eat the freshest food."

Sebastian still couldn't help but look at him again. This word is not small, you have to know that before, in order to chase and intercept mutants, few countries didn't impose an embargo. It's not a normal country, so there is no way to carry out foreign trade, and it's normal for people not to sell you things, so you can only rely on the Hellfire Group to buy them. However, this kind of trade cannot buy many things.

Foreign trade of a country, in addition to economic value, also has political significance. How much to import and export to whom each year is fixed. Some are used to support partners, and some are to balance the regional situation. People will not change for a small private enterprise, many bulk commodities cannot be traded, which causes Krakoa's resource shortage.

Although a nature reserve has been established now, many countries are still watching, not sure whether Krakoa really has value, allowing them to carry out foreign trade. So the problem of resource shortage has not been completely solved.

Now, Charles has made a big promise to solve both diplomatic and trade problems. Sebastian wanted to see what kind of ability he had.

Soon, the mutants dispersed and went back to rest. Although the food was still not very palatable, at least they could have a good sleep. Charles and Erik met at the Central Royal Court, but they just brushed past each other, greeted each other, and went to their respective offices.

This made Sebastian marvel. You have to know that these two people have at least ten minutes of conversation when they meet, either talking about life or ideals, even if they are exchanging recent situations, they can talk endlessly.

Sebastian chose to follow Charles, because Charles talked more, and he could find out some situations. Seeing him sneaky there, Charles said: "We are not separated for a long time, what words must be said at this time?"

"You are not separated for a long time?!" Sebastian widened his eyes and said, "You have been together all the time?"

But soon he reacted, to rule a galaxy, it should indeed be like this. Charles continued: "You go and call Storm back."

"What?" Sebastian didn't understand.

"You just go." Charles waved his hand, impatiently driving people away.

Sebastian found that these two people are very good at ordering others. But he didn't feel uncomfortable at all, and even felt that it was better, because he sometimes wondered what the two in his universe were doing there.

Professor X is always like a teacher, calling people to do something, must explain the cause and effect, and occasionally attach two words of advice and teaching. Magneto is okay at commanding others, the problem is that he sometimes can't explain his demands, sometimes the goal is too vague, sometimes the process is too troublesome, and he doesn't know what to do.

These two are different. There is only one very short instruction, either to pass a message, or to find someone. The person doing things doesn't need to use his brain at all, like a robot, bringing the words, finding the person, without any difficulty.

It is precisely because of this that Sebastian dare not think about what made them practice such skills. I am afraid that there have been some very magnificent stories that happened on the way of some mutants performing tasks, so that they practiced the two leaders' ability to issue orders most briefly and accurately.

Soon, Storm came over. She didn't look very good, as if she was slightly injured, and as if she was worried about the stalemate on the front line. Seeing the young Charles, she was stunned, but didn't say anything.

"Hello, madam," Charles said, "I want to go to Wakanda."

Storm paused. She finally looked at Charles seriously, and then sighed as if she had expected it: "Okay, I'll take you there."

In the Wakanda palace, Charles walked inside, Storm and Sebastian followed behind him, Sebastian asked in a low voice: "You knew he would come early?"

"He should have come earlier," Storm said, "I don't know why he doesn't want to come. Wakanda has never been an enemy of mutants, otherwise I wouldn't have..."

She stopped when she said this, but Sebastian knew. If Black Panther was anti-mutant, he wouldn't have fallen in love with Storm. However, he still had doubts, because Wakanda and Krakoa indeed had some competition, especially in medical care.

Who knew, when Charles saw Black Panther for the first time, what he said made Black Panther spray out his tea.

"Let's join forces to monopolize."

"Cough cough cough," Black Panther coughed violently for a while, and then said, "Monopoly, what monopoly? Wakanda is an inclusive and open..."

"Of course it's medical care and metal." Charles didn't talk nonsense with him at all, "Only the two of us in the world can cure all diseases. Wakanda and Krakoa join forces to monopolize high-end medical resources, which politician will not loosen his mouth?"

"But Wakanda has already monopolized almost all high-end medical care." Black Panther also reacted quickly and started bargaining, "Why should we bring you along?"

"Because you can't monopolize it without bringing me," Charles said, "We will provide free experience of Krakoa flowers to those politicians, attracting them to Krakoa for medical tourism. Not only is it more effective than yours, but it is also more relaxing."

This immediately poked Black Panther. The scenery of Wakanda is not bad, but it is basically not open to tourism, and no matter what, it is a desert country, and the scenery is indeed not as beautiful as Krakoa. It can't compete in terms of service.

Medical care is actually quite hanging, because that magical Krakoa flower, Black Panther has also studied it. This thing is indeed a bit unreasonable, not only is the operation simple, but the effect is also very good. If it is really made into a fist product, maybe it can really knock Wakanda to the ground with one punch.

Almost instantly, Black Panther made a decision, he nodded and said: "Okay."

"However, we only cooperate with you in the high-end medical industry, we have our own plans for mass medical care." Charles said.

"You don't want to make Krakoa flowers into medicine and send them out, do you?" Black Panther frowned and said, "Forgive me for saying, this is probably also very difficult..."

"Smuggling."

"Then there is no problem."

Storm was still a bit confused, but Sebastian had completely understood. In fact, it is that rich people will not use smuggled medicine, and those smuggled medicines are easier to fall into the hands of ordinary people. If the curative effect is made slightly worse, no one will have ideas, and it can indeed be used for mass medical care.

"There is one more thing," Charles said, "I need you to help me contact someone."

"Who?"

"Director of the Chinese S. P. E. A. R., Zheng Xian." ===== CHAPTER 4726 =====