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Had seen a mutant?

Bolivar suddenly got excited and changed his previous reserved attitude.

He eagerly said, "General, mutants are hazardous species! Is the greatest threat to human beings on this planet!"

"Do you know Neanderthals? They are close relatives of European ancestors and once ruled the whole continent. But 24,000 years ago, these ancient humans disappeared and became extinct!"

"Because Homo sapiens eliminated them! Both lower animals and higher animals could only survive if they adapt to the environment. However, due to the limited resources in nature, multiple animals in the same ecological niche are subject to fierce competition. "

"Human interference in similar species was stronger than other animals! Because we stand at the top of the food chain, we can use and transform nature. In the era of natural selection, fierce competition will inevitably occur among different races. Therefore, Neanderthals were destined to be replaced by Homo sapiens!"

"In my opinion, mutants are the race that's likely to replace human beings!"

The dwarf scientist spoke quickly and anxiously, as if afraid that the young Major General wouldn't understand the seriousness of the problem.

Luke picked his eyebrows. He didn't expect Bolivar to be a staunch human supremacist, and he was highly wary of mutants.

William Stryker, who also hated mutants, was due to family misfortune.

Then his teacher, Bolivar, saw a future in which mutants might replace humans and chose to develop the 'Sentinel robots.'

Of course, there must be selfishness involved.

For example, describing mutants as ticking time bombs and then selling weapons against mutants.

Just like arms dealers, keen on provoking regional conflicts and then making money from both sides.

"Don't get excited, Mr. Trask. "

Luke didn't show any apparent emotions. His views were quite different from those of the dwarf scientist, Bolivar.

Mutants simply didn't have the conditions to compete with human beings as the creatures at the top of the food chain.

First of all, compared with the vast population base in the world, their numbers were pitiful, and it was difficult to form an effective social system.

Secondly, mutants are essentially the evolutionary direction of human beings in the future and don't constitute a necessary prerequisite for competition.

There may be a high probability that the child might be a mutant in a family, and the parents are not.

Does it mean that the mutant would hate their parents and even exterminate them as offspring?

So objectively, mutants should belong to the evolutionary branch of human beings.

The contradiction between the two sides was more discriminatory than an unending feud to exterminate the race.

Magneto always wanted to build a mutant empire, but he never thought that a harmonious world made up of fellow mutants would be less than fantastic.

Because in the end, mutants couldn't even live a self-sufficient life.

Cars in factories wouldn't be produced automatically, and food in supermarkets wouldn't appear out of thin air ...

And could the mutants, who are still in the minority, accomplish this?

Magneto could destroy a building with a gesture, but he couldn't build a factory alone.

With the powerful force that can lift continents and reverse the poles, it still wouldn't be able to fill stomachs.

From this point of view, the genocide war is nothing but nonsense.

Besides, what's the difference between a totalitarian society where a few elites enslave many lower classes and the Third Reich?

As a persecuted Jew, in turn, he became the most hated person --

You have to say, that's a huge irony!

'Comrade Magneto's ideological level is too backward clearly; he never read the Marxist theory. '

Luke's mind flashed with many thoughts. He looked at Bolivar and smiled, "Since you are so interested in mutants, I'll take you to meet them. "

The scientist froze as if his brain was on hold, and his expression was somewhat dazed.

"General, you may not understand what I mean. Mutants are dangerous; they have all kinds of strange abilities ..."

Luke seemed to turn a deaf ear, stood up, and eagerly invited Bolivar to go with him.

Before, in Rome, Italy, he had dealt with the Hellfire Club and even briefly dealt with mutants.

Perhaps, after some convincing and friendly exchanges, Luke thought they were easy to talk to. Not as scary as Bolivar described.

The two walked out of the Pentagon and got into a black car.

Luke gave a specific location, and the driver started the engine and drove slowly to the enormous building complex behind the Pentagon.

The Satan, Azazel, and the Poison Woman, both captives, were held in prison in Arlington County.

"Trask, have you ever heard of Sebastian Shaw?"

On the way there, Luke began to inquire about the Black King of the Hellfire Club in the car.

Initially, he also expected the other party to join forces with Hydra and come forward to gift them his head.

As a result, he didn't expect this mutant to be too cautious and didn't show up until the end.

"Shaw? I know him, a very ... radical biologist. "

Bolivar frowned and thought for a moment, then continued, "Sebastian, who firmly believed in the theory of the perfect race in the Third Reich, once told me that the Aryans with blond hair and blue eyes could rule the world. "

"We met several times in England before, then he returned to Germany and wrote to me several times asking about the progress of the research on the mutant X gene. "

Luke thought about it. The villains among the mutants, with a slightly higher threat level, maybe Mister Sinister, who is far away in England.

This bastard is Apocalypse's number one horse, nearly obsessed with chasing Phoenix's powers.

Then, it was Sebastian Shaw's turn.

This guy was more about using mutants as tools to pursue the tedious and conventional grand task of 'ruling the world.'

Like a salesman, he packaged the Third Reich's extreme racial theories and sold them to many simple-minded mutants.

"Sebastian Shaw is a mutant. "

Luke said straightforwardly.

"He joined an organization called the Hellfire Club and is gathering his compatriots to prepare for a grand entrance. "

Bolivar showed a thoughtful look. He seemed to guess Luke's purpose for meeting him.

"What can I do for the country, General? If it's against mutants, I'm sure I can be of use!"

The scientist sat straight up. As a scientist who could set up a large enterprise, he wasn't stupid; on the contrary, he could sense people's motives.

Luke's lips showed a smile; this was precisely the answer he wanted to hear.

The Hellfire Club was a problem that must be solved.

As the veterans had already said, treat the enemy as ruthlessly as a harsh winter.

Instead of waiting for Sebastian Shaw to build up his strength and find him, he might as well strike hard and take the initiative to eliminate them all.

"Very well, Mr. Trask, S.H.I.E.L.D. needs your kind of talent. "

Luke smiled and quietly pulled Bolivar into S.H.I.E.L.D.

The future 'Father of the Sentinels' is still qualified to be a supervisor in the scientific research department.

"S.H.I.E.L.D?"

Bolivar's eyes twinkled. Although he had never heard of this institution, he didn't show any resistance.

As people know, doing research was very expensive.

He hadn't hooked up with Nixon and founded Trask Industry yet, but he was a famous scientist.

He had no backers and no financial backers. He lived in a confined space like any other independent researcher and couldn't afford to rent a lab.

At this time, Bolivar felt happy to have an official organization knock on his door.

And as we all know, the military's always the wealthiest investor!

And the most scientist-friendly sugar-daddy!

Luke sensed Bolivar's excitement, and his smile grew gentler.

All this was in his expectation.

Even a guy who thought highly of himself, like Howard, sometimes had to socialize with senior officers in the purchasing department to pull orders-in his words, 'Bunch of guys with less brain capacity than primitive mammals'.

What's more, Bolivar was a down-and-out scientist.

S.H.I.E.L.D human resources +1!

Scientific research strength +1!