Superman

"You humans can always tell the most beautiful and beautiful lies in the world while killing your fellow humans mercilessly without even a trace of mercy."

The White Queen said half sarcastically, half seriously.

"Mr. Major General, how can I be sure that what you just said comes from the heart, and is not like the promises of politicians, the conscience of businessmen, or the sweet words of men... These are neither credible nor reliable."

Luke was satisfied that the conversation was back on track. He didn't want his partner to be a perceptual creature who was too emotional and difficult to think rationally.

Sometimes, sit down and discuss the benefits more candidly.

It is far more practical and effective than talking about love and dreams.

"Verbal guarantees may not be credible, but words written in black and white in a contract may not be binding enough."

Luke said calmly.

"Sincerity depends on actions."

The White Queen nodded, agreeing with this view.

He subconsciously let go of his hands and no longer maintained the defensive posture of crossing his chest.

This proves that her original vigilance towards Luke is loosening.

After realizing this, Mr. Major General's smile became gentler and he said in a slower tone: "With all due respect, Miss Frost, what you said before is not only true of humans, it is the instinct of natural creatures.

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"Future history books may include the massacre of Indians by colonists on the North American continent, the burning of witches by the medieval church, and the extermination of Jews by the Third Reich... all of them will be written down."

"But this is not to prove that human beings are born with a love of killing and have a cruel and cruel nature, but to warn future generations of the terrible impact greed, ignorance and ambition will have on this world."

"Any biological species that possesses intelligence and knows how to think is very complex. If we simply use the binary concepts of good and evil to judge and measure, we can only form the inherent cognition of pride and prejudice."

The White Queen sat with her legs crossed, her graceful and graceful curves no longer tense up, but gradually relaxed.

"To be honest, Mr. Major General, you remind me of my teacher in college."

She said this.

Luke smiled slightly. The White Queen, who was born into a wealthy family in Boston, has obvious teacher qualities.

As far as the timeline he knew, Emma Frost once almost became a teacher with the support of her parents.

Later, he also briefly collaborated with Professor Baldhead.

Joined Xavier Academy for Gifted Youth and served as principal for a period of time.

Later, he changed camps and positions several times, mostly as a teacher and leader for the younger generation of mutants.

Therefore, people with psychic abilities are probably very suitable for educational work.

"I just hope he's not a bald, nasty guy who likes to take advantage of young female students. That would be very frustrating."

Luke shrugged and said in a humorous tone.

The atmosphere in the suite living room gradually relaxed.

"No. He is as young as you... handsome, especially when he speaks, he is confident and infectious."

Luke keenly caught the dim light in the White Queen's eyes and guessed that she had obviously had an unsatisfactory teacher-student relationship.

"Then he is a lucky fellow to have an admirer like Miss Frost."

He continued to cut into the topic as if making small talk.

"I was just ignorant when I was young."

The White Queen shook her head, she did have a crush on that university teacher.

It's a pity that the ignorant first love died tragically because of his identity as a mutant before it could bear fruit.

This was one of the reasons that prompted her to leave Boston.

Mutants are like a disgusting infectious disease, causing the White Queen to suffer discrimination and rejection.

She could only stay warm by joining a group with her compatriots, thus gaining a slight sense of security and identity.

"Let's get back to the topic, Mr. Major General. How to build trust between the Hellfire Club and SHIELD?"

The White Queen put aside distracting thoughts, realizing that she was too easy to let down her guard in front of Luke, which was very abnormal for a psychic.

In most cases, you should be the one taking the lead in the conversation.

"When the peace summit is held, SHIELD will recommend that the White House promote relevant bills to improve the situation of mutants."

Luke said firmly.

"At that time, Miss Frost will be able to see my sincerity."

When the White Queen heard this, she couldn't help but feel a little moved.

She is not a careerist like Sebastian Shaw. She just wants to use mutants as tools to win enough power and status for herself.

If SHIELD can really facilitate this matter, it is not impossible for the Hellfire Club to change its position.

"But... there are actually many people in the club who are loyal fans of Xiao."

After the White Queen thought for a moment, she felt a little embarrassed.

If she agreed, wouldn't she be convicted of being a "traitor" and an "informer"?

"I said before, every living thing has the nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages."

Luke said in a relaxed tone.

When Sebastian Xiao was alive, he was not his opponent.

Could it be that if he died, what kind of trouble could he cause?

Mr. Major General suppressed his smile and said calmly: "Most of the hatred and resentment that mutants have towards humans comes from the tragic experience of being persecuted and abused."

"But, Miss Frost, you probably don't know that the last king of the Hellfire Club, Sebastian Shaw, once selected 431 people in the Auschwitz concentration camp. They were all sixteen years old.

Prisoners until they are thirty years old.”

"Miss Frost, do you know what he did?"

Feeling Luke's calm tone, the White Queen felt a little palpitated, and subconsciously asked: "What did Xiao do?"

"Like social animals, they were driven into the steam room, endured the high temperature torture that made people faint and dehydrated, and then were thrown into wooden barrels filled with ice cubes."

"In addition, there are non-stop electric shock treatments, hours of beatings, whippings, and even sleep deprivation. All kinds of torture are performed on these people until they die."

The White Queen felt chills running down her spine. Through Luke's calm description, she felt as if she had witnessed those cruel scenes with her own eyes.

She couldn't help but ask: "Xiao...why did he do this?"

As a member of the Hellfire Club who joined the Hellfire Club later, Emma Frost became the "Queen" not because of her qualifications, but because of her personal ability.

Therefore, it can be said that she knows nothing about Sebastian Xiao's past.

"Why do this?"

Luke chuckled with a hint of sarcasm: "Because he is trying to find out the code hidden in the mutant X gene that opens the door to evolution."

"Sebastian Xiao is a graduate of the School of Biological Sciences at Oxford University. The X gene in his body is recessive and will not awaken his innate abilities in his teenage years."

"But this guy is very smart and discovered that the X gene can easily produce magical changes similar to chemical effects in response to external stimuli - especially violent emotional fluctuations."

"The above torture is just to find the rules of genetic changes, so as to master the method of 'creating' mutants."

The White Queen's red lips parted slightly, as if she was shocked.

She did not expect that the king of the Hellfire Club, who always said that he wanted to fight for better rights and higher status for his compatriots, had such a dark history behind his back.

"Is all this true?"

The White Queen was a little unbelievable. She once regarded Sebastian Shaw as the savior of mutants and a great and trustworthy mentor.

"SHIELD has detailed internal files. If you have any doubts, you can check it yourself. Of course, the files can be faked, but the crimes committed will always leave traces. There are several concentration camp survivors in Poland. They have questions about that person.

The 'King' is well aware of his evil deeds."

Luke looked at the dubious White Queen and said in a deep voice: "As a person with psychic abilities, there should be very few people in this world who can lie in front of you. I believe that you will naturally be able to make the right judgment when the time comes."

"Miss Frost, as long as you expose Sebastian Shaw's ugly face, you will transform from a 'traitor' and a 'whistleblower' to the first person to discover the truth and have the courage to take action.

The 'hero' who saves his compatriots."

Luke spread his hands, indicating that this was the perfect ending.

Anyway, the dead cannot speak, so put all the blame on Sebastian Xiao.

The mutants in the Hellfire Club will gradually change their views on the White Queen.

The White Queen stared directly at Luke, and after a while she sighed: "Mr. Major General, you are more like a psychic who can rewrite facts and manipulate thinking than I am."

"It's just taking advantage of the nature of creatures. Frost - can I call you Emma? I think the Hellfire Club would be happy to accept a new king, and... a new queen."

Luke picked up the wine glass, handed it to the White Queen, and said with a smile: "Emma, ​​let's drink to a bright future for mutants."

The latter was silent for a moment, and then took the glass of whiskey on the rocks.

The wine glasses collided, making a crisp sound.

What was originally a conversation about questioning turned into a discussion about the leaders of the Hellfire Club and the future of mutants.

Even the White Queen herself didn't know why this happened.

Everything seemed to be executed accurately according to the written script.

"The Black King is dead. Mr. Major General, do you want to become the White King of the Hellfire Club?"

The White Queen took a sip of the cold liquid, feeling as if she had broken free from the heavy shackles and was no longer affected by the opinions of her compatriots.

She had to admit that if Luke did what he said, mutants would have a better future.

Thinking that he can save the suffering compatriots and become a...hero.

Emma's heart was ready to move.

"Is there any problem? We already have a queen in the club, so of course we need a king."

Luke put down his glass and stood up.

"I think I'm very suitable, what do you think?"

The White Queen also left the sofa, raised her head slightly, looked at the tall young major general, and showed a smile on her lips: "I think so too."