The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 276: Peace comes only with a strong fist

As mentioned before, due to the oppression of the vast majority of ordinary people, many mutants have turned to crime, and most of those with weaker abilities only do petty thefts where their abilities can be put to use.

Those with stronger abilities are naturally bolder and are more likely to commit serious crimes, including but not limited to roadblocks, burglaries, bank robberies, and even many killers.

There is no way. The discrimination against mutants is getting worse and worse. Once their identities are exposed, it is basically impossible for them to do ordinary jobs. Just in this free country, in some extreme states, there are extreme laws that will directly cancel the human citizenship of mutants once they are discovered. Moreover, after the June 616 incident, many states have put this bill on the agenda.

Without a social identity, they naturally cannot do normal jobs. Desperate mutants can only do abnormal jobs. Over time, labels such as dangerous, criminal, and evil are engraved on mutants. Over time, what appears in the mutants' bodies is not the X gene but some devil gene.

The general public is also willing to attribute many meaningless things to mutants, even the man with a mustache is said to be a mutant.

So even if some mutants are persecuted, no one will stand up to speak for them. They will only pray that the mutants die quickly. Even in non-extreme states, the laws will basically not protect mutants. The police will treat mutants as criminals at the first time, even if they are the ones who are harmed. Lawyers are unwilling to defend mutants, and even lawyers who are forcibly assigned will only deal with the matter hastily because defending mutants will ruin their jobs.

So faced with such atrocities recorded in the video recorder, Magneto and the others naturally would not choose to call the police. If they did, the police might even say on the phone: It seems like, open the champagne!
In this environment, even superheroes are unwilling to speak up for mutants. This is the way society is. No one is willing to go against the tide. The last person who spoke up for mutants has been lost in the family tree.

Only mutants will help mutants. This is the situation of mutants in this universe. It is also the truth they have summed up in the past half century, and it may not change in the future.

Of course, we can't say for sure.

Yang Le stood aside, watching the X-Men argue silently.

"Alright, Lemi, Scott." Magneto interrupted the two men's argument. "Every second we waste here will become a sharp knife piercing the bodies of our compatriots."

Seeing this, the two stopped arguing. They really had no time to waste.

"This video was filmed by Mystique," Magneto explained. "Originally, I only heard about it, but out of concern, I sent her to investigate the source. After months of lurking, I didn't expect her to actually find it. Before this, I always thought it was fake news, but now it seems even worse than fake news."

Magneto spoke in a calm tone, and if a metal ornament on his desk had not been distorted into a more abstract work of art, Yang Le would have thought he was not angry.

Yang Le once thought that the reason why Magneto in this universe was so kind was because he shared his temper evenly with every mutant. Now it seems that the old man is still hot-tempered, but he has shouldered too much and has had to change his temperament.

"Mystique has sent us the coordinates of the laboratory. It's located in China, but perhaps for the sake of easier management, they chose a location far from the city. This also makes it easier for us to move."

Hank pressed a button on the remote control and a map with coordinates appeared on it. Obviously that was their target.

"The action will take place tonight," Magneto instructed everyone. "Remember, you must act quickly, and even if necessary, be ruthless."

"But Principal." Scott was about to say something when Magneto interrupted him. "I understand your concerns, Scott, but don't worry, as you said, we are indeed afraid of losing everything, which is why ordinary people dare to touch the minefield. But they also don't want to see it happen, so we don't have to tolerate it blindly."

Magneto said as he patted Scott's shoulder and then glanced at everyone in the room and said.

"Besides, I'll take care of anything that happens. You can just go ahead and do what you want. Peace, peace! Only your strong fists can bring peace. Otherwise, there will be only two outcomes: destruction and slavery."

Scott was thoughtful after hearing this. It was not until Qin held his hand that Scott reacted and said, "I understand, Principal."

"I understand. Scott, you're good in every way, except that you can be a bit too rigid sometimes." Magneto waved his hand. "Everyone, go back and rest. This afternoon's classes are canceled. The operation will be after dinner tonight. We'll meet on the other side of the island then."

Scott and Jean left hand in hand, while the Beast stayed behind to plan the next steps with Magneto. The remaining Gwen naturally left with Yang Le. Looking at Gwen who was talking nonstop beside him, and then looking at Scott and Jean who were loving each other in front of him, Yang Le couldn't help but miss Gwen especially today.

It was soon night, and Yang Le, led by Gambit, arrived at the gathering point. It was a forest. He had heard Qian Huan say before that it seemed that Magneto had dug it there to breed some animals. Because the area was so large, he was afraid that everyone would get lost, so he forbade everyone from going deep into the forest.

Although the children are naughty, they are also relatively mature and naturally would not do something that they are not allowed to do. Therefore, this forest is also the least visited place on the island. But now it seems that there may be other hidden secrets here.

Led by the King of Cards, the two twisted and turned until they arrived at an open space. In the center of the open space was a peculiarly shaped flying vehicle, and the Beast was checking its condition on the side.

Yang Le looked at the aircraft and was in a trance. This aircraft was almost the same as the X-Jet, the X-Men's special vehicle in the comics.

"How is it?" The King of Cards raised his head, a look of pride on his face. "This is the result of the hard work of all of us."

"Shocking." Yang Le nodded. It was really admirable that a flying vehicle company could emerge in such a remote area.

"Actually, most of them belong to Hank." Magneto came over. "I can only move the materials."

“I do the welding,” Scott said with a smile.

"Remi and I work together," Jean said, standing next to Scott. "He's in charge of getting the materials, and I'm in charge of destroying the traces."

Great! What a professional team! Yang Le couldn't help but applaud in his heart.

"This is the vehicle we'll be using today." Hank finished making the final adjustments and came over. "Trust me, this thing is absolutely trustworthy."

(End of this chapter)