Chapter 865: Starry Splendor (Part 7)

Schiller tapped the table lightly and said: "Now, what losses will they suffer from being anti-mutant? Nothing more than that bunch from the Brotherhood leading mutants to make a scene, but the scene doesn't reach them."

"Magneto bombs a factory, and the ones injured are ordinary workers working in the factory. Magneto confronts the military, and the ones injured are the bottom-level soldiers who have just been conscripted."

"The factory owner won't stay on the factory assembly line waiting for him to bomb it, and those generals are sitting in rooms that couldn't be safer, directing the people below to fight for them."

"You don't want Magneto to carry out assassinations, do you?" Strange widened his eyes and said: "Setting aside everything else, Professor X would never agree. He wouldn't let you use Magneto as a gun."

Stark frowned and said: "Actually, mutants have long proven that this path doesn't work. It's not like they haven't assassinated important politicians, but each time it only invites the united resistance and more fierce retaliation of humanity."

"They might be able to kill one or two high-level people, but after that elite class feels the crisis, they will only retaliate by any means necessary, and public opinion will also attack them."

"Mutual retaliation, the final result is war. But Professor X sees it very clearly. With the size of mutants, they can't fight humanity head-on. Even if they could fight, they wouldn't be able to control the intensity. Once the Earth is turned into ruins, where will they go to enjoy the fruits of civilized society?"

When it came to this, Strange also covered his forehead and said: "Mutants are simply an unsolvable dead end. If they don't fight, they will be slowly dragged to death by various conspiracy plans. If they fight and lose, they will have no future. If they fight and win, they will harvest a wasteland..."

Schiller waved his hand and said: "When did I say to let Magneto carry out assassinations? Isn't that a waste of resources?"

"Then you intend to..."

Schiller smiled and said: "These mutant-hating extremists don't realize the value of mutants, but that's normal, because mutants themselves don't realize their own value."

"Therefore, the first thing we need to do is to let mutants realize their own value, and then let all anti-mutant extremists realize the value of mutants."

"In this way, the value of mutants themselves will become one of the costs of eliminating mutants. Do you think capital will do something where the input cost is far greater than the harvested profit?"

"The problem is, how do you embody their value? Don't tell me, like vampires, let them focus on medicinal value?"

Strange's eyes lit up and he said: "It doesn't seem impossible. If some valuable mutant abilities can be developed into potions, that would also increase the value of mutants themselves..."

Schiller shook his head again and said: "Are you still trying to say, spread the X-gene and let everyone become a mutant?"

"Can't it be done? Only if everyone is a mutant, then no one will repel mutants."

"Didn't you listen carefully to what I said before? People who are anti-mutant are not because mutants are mutants, but because being anti-a certain group can bring them benefits."

"If most people are mutants, then they will start being anti-people who are not mutants. If everyone is a mutant, then they will start being anti-people who become mutants last. If everyone becomes a mutant at the same time, then they will say that a group of people is not worthy of becoming mutants..."

"Mutants are not the key to the problem at all. If there were no X-gene in this world, the place where an individual is different from the masses would be the X-gene, and it would become the key for them to guide public opinion to attack a certain type of person."

"As long as there is money to be made, they can invent ten thousand genes to form factions and win over supporters. These people are just dogs driven by capital and profit. In the absence of physical products, they can still bark very loudly."

"And if you produce physical potions, you think the final result will be that everyone can buy potions and everyone can become mutants with convenient abilities."

"But in reality, the final result is that the upper class uses their resources to control the vast majority of potions, releases potions to a portion of people to cultivate usage habits, and then constantly raises prices to harvest downward until the last penny of these people is squeezed dry."

"And after ordinary people have no money to buy these potions, they will take money to feed those dogs, letting them shout that people who don't work hard to earn money to buy potions have no meaning in living in this world."

"People who have money to buy potions will use those convenient abilities to gain greater advantages and seize more opportunities, while those who have no money to buy potions will be completely abandoned by this society from then on."

"Let alone practical abilities like flight. Even if you look better than others, you will have a greater advantage in interviews."

"You might think that people who can't afford it can just earn money to buy it. But by that time, the first batch of people who can't afford it will never have the opportunity to earn money again. Even if this product only sells for 10 dollars, people who can't afford 10 dollars will be eliminated by society from then on."

"10 dollars doesn't sound like much, but if you really count it, the number of people who can't afford this money will exceed everyone's imagination."

"Under the high-level planning of a prosperous society, there are too many withered seedlings that grow from barren land but can never grow strong because they don't have enough nutrients."

"Potions are equivalent to tickets. From then on, society will be divided into two classes. People who can afford tickets have the opportunity to become better, while people who can't afford tickets have all their opportunities seized, fall into a vicious cycle, and can never turn over."

"Primary tickets are not profitable enough, so launch intermediate tickets, and then launch advanced tickets..."

"Primary tickets eliminate those who can't afford potions to become beautiful, intermediate tickets eliminate those who can't afford potions to become strong, and advanced tickets eliminate those who can't afford potions to fly. Finally, society will inevitably return to the ultimate owner, occupying all resources forever: beauty, strength, flying at will, and immortality."

"Under the utopian vision where everyone has superpowers, many people will ignore those who can't even afford a cheap ticket, let alone those who don't follow the trend because of information gaps and don't dare to follow the trend. They don't deserve to be eliminated."

"As for mutants? Their situation will not get better. People who can't afford potions will feel that mutants are accomplices of profiteers and the root cause of them being eliminated by society."

"And people who have money to buy potions will not thank them, but will only thank themselves for working hard to earn money and seizing opportunities."

"People who sell potions will only feel that they are livestock like cattle and sheep. After their historical mission is over, it is best to shut up obediently and don't think about getting any privileges."

The atmosphere in the room became a bit dull. Just imagining this kind of future was already suffocating.

"Then what do you intend to do?" After a while, Strange looked at Schiller and asked.

Schiller smiled, snapped his fingers, and two flyers landed in front of Stark and Strange, and then he said:

"The great Emperor Thanos has established his own empire in the Dark Quadrant. He possesses infinite power and wealth, and anyone will be captivated by his strength and richness."

"Now, in a remote corner of the universe, on a fertile planet, he has discovered a powerful and potential race—mutants."

"Heroes cherish heroes. Emperor Thanos's great cause of conquering the universe cannot lack mutants. Now, as long as mutants are willing to join Emperor Thanos's great journey, planets, minerals, spaceships, resources, and most importantly, respect—the Dark Quadrant has everything."

Schiller stood up and said: "Mutants will become the sharpest blade for Emperor Thanos to conquer the universe."

"They follow Emperor Thanos to fight in the universe, showing great power, and looting large amounts of resources for the Dark Quadrant, but these cakes should have belonged to humanity."

"I hope that by then, those who think that exterminating mutants is no loss will not cry too loudly."

Stark stood up, crossed his arms, looked into Schiller's eyes and said: "False propaganda, driving up prices, right? You unscrupulous... Doctor."

"The only problem is..." Strange also stood up, looked at Schiller and said: "You really intend to let them work for that Thanos? To loot resources for him?"

"It is indeed to loot resources for him. This is what a Pope should do." Schiller nodded and said, then he sighed helplessly and shook his head:

"Resources were looted, and I tried to send them, but they were intercepted by customs. What can I do? I tried my best!"

"If Emperor Thanos can come back, I will cooperate with him to complain about the Eternal's abuse of power for personal gain at customs."

Schiller walked to the window. Outside the window, autumn colors covered East New York, looking exceptionally brilliant. Looking at this scene, he said:

"Humanity has not yet stepped out of the solar system, but tens of thousands of years ago, on the wild land, when humans first looked up at the starry sky, we felt that the brilliant stars in the sky should belong to us."

"This is extreme romance, and also extreme greed. We should not resist this greed, but should try our best to possess every star, including beautiful and dangerous meteors."

"Using meteors to metaphorize mutants is quite appropriate." Stark walked to Schiller's side and stood next to him: "Meteors are beautiful, but when they crash down, no one feels good."

"How can they resist, facing such a magical race, not choosing to possess, but choosing to destroy?" Schiller's voice came. When Stark turned to look at him, he saw a stunning greedy light radiating from his eyes, and he heard Schiller say:

"If I want to gain anything in the end, I just want humanity, my race, to gain every shining star, liberate all great people trapped in spiritual shackles, and make them the sages praised by future generations."

"Until the river of time runs dry, the stars of the universe are spread out, and it is still starry and brilliant." ===== CHAPTER 866 =====