Chapter 459 The Mutant Act, the Curtain Call

What kind of existence Professor Charles is in the world of mutants, I believe that many people have a very clear position in their hearts.

The fact that humans have been able to live in peace with the mutant race for so many years has an almost inevitable connection with the existence that claims to be the most powerful mind controller in the world. He could be described as a mobile nuclear weapon, a living nuclear threat. Because of his existence, humans and mutants can have a false but long-lasting peace.

They both have an unwritten agreement that Professor Charles prohibits any interference with the high-level government of humans using his abilities. In exchange, humans try to maintain a peaceful status quo against mutants, legally and otherwise.

Since World War II, this unwritten rule has been well maintained by both sides, until today. So when Dr. Teslak pointed his finger at Professor Charles, someone immediately refuted it.

"Doctor, is there any reason and basis for your identification? As far as I know, Professor Charles has been reclusive for decades and has been teaching and educating people. Now active in New York, he has been fighting on the front line. Most of the mutant SWAT officers are his students. Some of his qualities can be witnessed from his students. For such a person, do you have any definite evidence to prove that he is the mastermind behind the scenes?"

"I think I said, it's just my guess, he's just suspect. It's the job of the police and the federal government to find the killer. I'm just a scientist, and that has nothing to do with me."

Shaking his head directly, Dr. Teslak plucked himself out of all this. He's a scientist, and what scientists love most is hypotheses. So no one can accuse him of anything on this issue.

After watching Teslak complete the work of bringing disaster to the east as scheduled in the plan. The interim Mr. President immediately stood up and took his microphone.

"Everyone, the federal government has no evidence to prove who is the real culprit behind the scenes. But I can guarantee that we will not give up. This is a shame in American history, and shame must be punished with the most severe punishment. At the same time, in order to prevent similar things from appearing in the federal government. We have decided to hire Dr. Teslak as a special adviser to the White House. Specifically to target and solve similar mutant crimes.”

"In addition, in order to track down the murderer as soon as possible. The national decision-making department, which was temporarily formed by me and my colleagues, decided to exercise the power of the president and signed and issued a bill on the registration of mutants. We need to understand these extraordinary mutants. This is a decision issued for the security of the country and the world. I hope that all human compatriots who read this message can urge the mutants around you. Be aware of the relevant government The department reports all its information. In addition, I also hope that those mutants with peaceful thoughts can consciously abide by this act,

Make a contribution to the peace of this world. "

"Furthermore, regarding the serious incident of uncontrolled forces killing civilians in New York. We have urgently dispatched other forces to intervene and rescue the people of New York. Hope everyone in New York will continue to support. Please trust us, we are very Coming soon to you!"

The interim president in the camera is sworn in, but to the people in New York right now, it's nothing but a ****. persist in? What are you holding on to? Looking at the artillery fire and gun smoke constantly appearing around them, New Yorkers who have long been accustomed to the modern life of Daduhui are approaching the brink of collapse.

They want to be rescued, to be helped. Someone can stand up and help the heroes who have been protecting them to end this terrible thing as soon as possible. But when they turned on the news coverage from the White House with hope, all they heard was useless bullshit.

Who cares if that damn president committed suicide or homicide? Who cares what the hell is going on here? What New Yorkers care about now is when the government will come to their rescue and when the real government rescue will be in place. But let them down. Their greatest concern was simply brushed aside, and they were not given even the most basic rescue information, except for a white-toothed nonsense.

Instead, the cause of death of that damn bastard president, and the conspiracy that may or may not exist, has been tangled over and over again by those bastard bureaucrats. Is this something they need to focus on now? Do they think New York is dead? Or, could a trumped-up conspiracy be more important than the lives of millions in New York?

At this moment, New Yorkers finally despaired of their government. Instead of putting their hopes on the government, they can only put their hopes on other people. But who can it be put on? An obvious spiritual sustenance appeared in their thoughts. At this time, the gods who save people from suffering are more convincing than the bastard government.

so. One after another began to close their eyes. In such a helpless situation, they once again recited the name of the god they believed in. A name that has faded away.

One person, two people. Hundreds, thousands, thousands. When chanting to God one after another. When the legend spread all over the city that has been reduced to wasteland. Zhou Yi, who had been watching from the sidelines, watching everything that happened here, was fierce and frowned uncontrollably.

His expression naturally made the two people who had been standing in front of him aware of it. And the captain, who had been persuading him to stop what was happening from now on, even took the opportunity to tell him.

"You have also heard that the only hope for the people in this city is you now. Maybe some people are sorry for you, but it is definitely not them. You are their god and their only support in this situation. If Even you abandoned them. What can they do? Zhou Yi, think about your decision! Are you really worthy of them? Are you really worthy of those who have always believed in you?"

Hearing his words, Qingrei snorted coldly. But it is rare that there is no rebuttal. This is naturally not because the captain's words are irrefutable. In fact, on the contrary, as long as you care about the details a little, you can find that his words are not tenable at all. Because Zhou Yi's identity is not only the king of Ming, he is also the knight of dawn. Maybe no one in this city has offended Ming Wang, but someone must have offended the Dawn Knight. The parade for superheroes not long ago is still vivid in my mind, and New Yorkers were in it.

She was reluctant to refute the captain, just because she knew that Zhou Yi really cared about these people. Although he has already said that he is unwilling to get involved in the struggle of human beings, his heart is actually unbearable. This is the world he protects. The life he has guarded, if possible, he really doesn't want to see any innocent people disappear before his eyes. Qinglei understood Zhou Yi's inner feelings very well, so she just kept silent. Let the captain lobby him.

She didn't want Zhou Yi to be sad because of regret, so at this time she would rather Zhou Yi make up his mind and do whatever he thinks he should do.

With her acquiescence and the captain's persuasion, Zhou Yi, who had been silently frowning, finally sighed and waved to the light messengers standing around him.

He hardly needs to speak. Those light messengers who were created by him and regarded him as their heavenly Father began to act one after another. They stretched their wings and rushed towards the city in the swaying golden light spots. For these divine beings, Zhou Yi's will is the creed they must implement. They are the sharp sword in his hand, his axe to cut through thorns. As long as it is what he pointed, they will not turn back. It doesn't matter whether he is a god or not now.

This is their return to the Creator, and it is the only meaning in their simple life.

Watching these golden and dazzling beautiful beings swept toward the city like white clouds covered with golden sunlight, Zhou Yi lowered his eyes slightly and opened his mouth.

"Captain. This is the last time. From now on, you are on your own."

"Zhou Yi..." He opened his mouth in vain, but the captain really didn't know what to say at this moment. They couldn't ask Zhou Yi to do something over and over again, especially after he did so much. And already this time, he really doesn't have such a thick skin, and he will ask for more. So, in the end, he could only shut his mouth awkwardly and nodded earnestly to Zhou Yi.

He knew that his nod meant that they would lose a great companion. The burden on their shoulders will also be heavier. However, there are some things he has to do. Kidnapping others with morality and forcing others is not what people who are committed to justice should do. Justice is not maintained by this. And if it really depends on one person for everything, does their existence still have meaning and value? Is such justice still necessary?

At this moment, the captain suddenly thought very clearly. So he no longer entangled, so he could let Zhou Yi leave their ranks. And this is exactly what Zhou Yi wanted. He glanced at the direction of the city, where due to the intervention of the messenger of light, the battle situation had begun to become clear.

Human weapons are sharp, but only for humans. For a divine creature like the Messenger of Light, it is obvious that relying on these powers alone is not enough. He saved the city once again. And this time may well be the last.

Even Zhou Yi himself couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in right now. Some heavy, some light. But in the end, he still held Qin's hand without a word, and then said to the captain.

"Soon it will be over. Goodbye, then. Captain Steve Rogers! No, I don't think we'll see each other again. Good luck, then, on this thorny road. I hope you can take them further."

"I will, Mr. Zhou." The captain sighed and stretched out a hand. "You are a respectable person, whether you are a human or a god, I have to say, you are a true hero, thank you for everything you have done for human beings. Also, although you have decided to retire. But I think If I visit you by chance as a friend, it should be fine."

"Of course, I'm always welcome. After I've picked up my lovers, I'll take them and my children into seclusion in my own city. There, I'll be waiting for you at any time!"

With a slight smile, Zhou Yi took the captain's hand. At this moment, it means that everything before him has become the past. The captain took over a heavy burden. In any case, a new era has come. And in this new era, the legends of the knights of dawn and the king of Ming will be a thing of the past. (~^~)