Superman

A few minutes later.

"What I want to say is these points. Who is in favor of it and who is against it?"

Luke put his hands on the table with a peaceful smile on his face.

There was silence in the reception room of the Red Hall, and no one made a sound.

After rising star Drake learned the lesson, no one still wanted to stand out, and it was extremely stupid to stand up and express their opposition.

Iceman Regan glanced sympathetically at Drake, who remained silent and had a dull look on his face.

Deep in his heart, a big word "miserable" could not help but appear.

As an activist who likes to attract attention and show his presence.

Although rising star Drake is a hippie, he has always cared about face and dignity.

Such seemingly illusory things may be more important to him than life.

What is regrettable is that those cherished things were all destroyed by Lieutenant General Superman just now.

The heavy pressure exerted by the biological force field was unbearable for Drake.

He considers himself a spiritual young man, but he has difficulty breathing and suffers from various physical discomforts.

Within a few seconds, my legs began to feel weak.

Then one of them couldn't hold on and fell to his knees on the spot.

Since Luke didn't make any attacking moves, to outsiders, all this seemed like Lieutenant General Superman releasing the aura of a strong man. The timid Drake couldn't resist it, his mind was shaken, and he was convinced by it.

"It's so miserable."

Iceman Regan thought that in the future, the Hellfire Club would inevitably start to spread the shameful history of rising star Derek being as timid as a mouse and being scared to the ground.

To a certain extent, this is already a social death - within the mutant population.

"Since everyone agrees with me, let's sort out our personal image as soon as possible and prepare to attend the peace summit in Paris."

Luke nodded with satisfaction. These young people in the Hellfire Club still know how to listen to opinions and learn lessons.

When they walked out of the reception room one after another, the White Queen finally put aside her cold disguise.

Crossing her legs and leaning on the sofa, her posture is quite sultry.

Luke kept his eyes straight. After a warm-up exercise and two rollover accidents, he was calm.

"I thought you would establish an approachable and friendly image, which would better attract club members."

Emma raised her head, her shoulder-length blond hair flowing down.

Luke, who was sitting in his seat, shook his head. He was not Sebastian Shaw and wanted to be the leader of mutants.

"Of course you are the one to be the good guy."

The lieutenant general showed a strange smile and joked: "What I want to play should be a ruthless and tough villain."

"Only if I go overboard, the members of the club will recognize you more and move closer to you."

"At this moment, they may be thinking that you are fighting for the rights and interests of your compatriots, willing to compromise, and succumbing to my... coercion."

Luke's tone was full of meaning, and with his super hearing, he had already heard all the conversations between Iceman Regan and rising star Drake.

It can only be said that the people's imagination is always extremely rich when it comes to pornography.

"So, I am the approachable leader?"

The White Queen's eyes flashed, seeming to agree with this statement.

However, she felt that there was something in Luke's words, and there was another layer of meaning.

That last sentence obviously has other meanings.

"Changing your image is the first step, what happens next?"

The White Queen did not think deeply and turned to the next topic.

She didn't know that the scandal about her was already spreading in the club.

Most of the plot contents are from the 18-ban series, covering keywords such as "humiliation", "force", and "violation".

"Of course I will debut and become an idol."

Luke said seriously.

"Idol?"

A series of question marks popped up in the White Queen's head.

"If you want to eliminate prejudice and change public opinion, you must first let the public accept a good image of mutants."

Luke talked eloquently and seemed to have an idea.

"Idols refer to objects that are worshiped and sought after."

"Most of the clubs are young people."

"You can choose a few with good appearance conditions - for example, Iceman Regan and Rising Star Drake are very suitable."

"Create a group and give them a resounding nickname, such as 'Forest Iceman', 'Hellfire Gemini', etc., and then cooperate with the federal government as superheroes."

"For example, the simplest arrangement is to have Reagan cooperate with the New York Fire Department to successfully rescue several fires, and arrange for newspapers and reporters to focus on publicity and guide the direction of public opinion."

"Believe me, Emma. By that time, young people in New York will change their minds and think that mutants are cool and are idols worth pursuing."

Luke thinks clearly.

He is ready to learn the practices of a certain parallel world.

Use SHIELD's special status as a link between the government and superheroes.

Recruit mutants, seemingly restless time bombs, as a "derivative brand" to develop value.

"Are you sure this will work?"

The White Queen's tone was hesitant and a little difficult to accept.

After all, at this time point.

Even before Elvis debuted, he led rock music and became a pioneer.

And latecomer Bob Dylan is currently playing house with a runny nose in Minnesota.

It is difficult for people today to imagine what the entertainment-to-death, national idol, and rice circle economy will be in the future.

"There will be no problem. It just takes time. Building a good and positive public image is a long project."

Luke is quite convinced that if superheroes are regarded as a kind of popular culture, mutants can become a branch product of this huge brand.

When the Internet age comes, set up personal blogs for them and attract a group of loyal fans.

SHIELD transformed into the world's largest entertainment agency.

Specialized in cultivating superheroes, developing peripherals, and selling products.

You can even sign contracts with the federal government.

Send them to station in a certain city and become the local image spokesperson.

As we all know, the superheroes in the Marvel world always stay together in New York, which is not conducive to the development of careers in other cities.

Like the studio next door, each hero has his own territory.

Batman stays in Gotham, Superman belongs in Metropolis.

The Flash is the savior of Midtown, and Green Lantern has to protect not only the sector of the universe, but also Beach City.

"The public always follows the mainstream opinions. When the government shows vigilance against mutants and the elite class shows their rejection of mutants, it is natural that the people at the bottom will follow this trend."

Luke stood up, looked out at the lawn outside the window, and said with a smile: "If you want to change this, you just need to reduce your threat, let them relax their vigilance, and temporarily accept mutants into society."

The White Queen stretched out her finger and tapped her red lips.

Then, he nodded and said, "Then do as you wish."