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Chapter 853 I know you don’t mean any harm, but isn’t this metaphor a bit too...

"So why did you take me with you to the interview?"

Inside the car reserved for CIA executives, Eric looked at Fang Mo in front of him with an incomprehensible expression: "You should know very well that I hate those disgusting and hypocritical bastards."

"People must learn to grow."

Fang Mo was in a surprisingly good mood at the moment. While looking at the scenery along the way, he answered casually: "When I was a child, my family was very poor. At that time, I hated the stupid classmate who showed off his wealth all day long. But I didn't expect that I would become a

Rich people...so people will always become what they hate the most."

"The look I hate the most?"

After hearing Fang Mo's statement, Eric surprisingly did not refute.

He thought of Sebastian Xiao, the guy who almost changed his life's destiny. After thinking for a moment, he sighed: "Okay, maybe you are right."

"right."

Fang Mo said cheerfully.

"By the way, you have already given that ring to the president, right?"

Soon, Eric asked again: "Does that mean he has become a mutant now? Does he plan to disclose the news today?"

"I don't know much about this either."

Fang Mo touched his chin: "I guess based on the caution of those politicians, he should keep it secret for a while, right?"

"Actually, you really shouldn't have brought me here."

Hearing this, Eric once again expressed his disgust for politicians: "I have thought about killing them more than once. John's murder may have something to do with them."

"If you really miss Melody, why don't I let him have a resurrection match with Ampere next time."

Fang Mo spread his hands, and some wonderful ideas about dimension construction suddenly appeared in his mind: "But then again, you won't be worried if I go to the interview alone, so I might as well take you with me.

Give Logan and the others some reassurance."

"How can I control you?"

However, what Fang Mo didn't expect was that Eric saw it very clearly: "If you really want to cause trouble, you might as well ask Charles to go with you. At least he can delete other people's records... huh?"

But we were only halfway through.

Eric suddenly seemed to realize something: "Yeah, why don't you let Logan or Charles go with you?"

"Well..."

"Wait a minute, are you trying to persecute me?"

For no reason, Eric suddenly became alert: "You told me last time that you found a job and were going to be the Minister of Energy... Please explain this to me clearly first!"

"That's what it means literally."

Fang Mo explained vaguely: "I mainly want you to penetrate into the enemy's interior..."

"wrong."

Eric immediately questioned: "If it were Charles and the others, then this idea would be reasonable, but you are different. Your words definitely have other purposes. I..."

"Ah, we've arrived."

However, before Eric could ask anything, Fang Mo suddenly opened the car door.

Eric was stunned for a moment when he saw this, but when he looked up, he was surprised to find that Fang Mo was not talking nonsense, and the car had really gone to the right place.

Because the content of today's interview is quite special, the location is not inside the TV station, but outside a factory in the suburbs of New York. Of course, the venue has been arranged in advance, and the security level is very high. You can see that many reporters have already

Debugging the machine.

"Let's go."

Before Eric could say anything else, Fang Mo greeted him directly: "Today is a great day that affects the history of mutants, don't be late."

"..."

Seeing this, Eric had no choice but to get out of the car along with him.

It was only after he got out of the car that he noticed that the outside of the venue was blocked by water.

A large number of civilians were gathering here excitedly, and they were holding a lot of strange signs in their hands. Eric took a closer look and found that there was a lot of information about mutants written on them, such as support for mutants.

Ah, mutants are heroes, mutants should have their own rights, and so on.

Eric can see it.

These people are not actors hired by the government.

They are really just ordinary people from the Magnesium country, but perhaps they are too deeply influenced by certain cultures. They believe in peace and love and highly respect them.

Just like now.

The heroic exploits of Hank the Beast have just made it to television.

They began to express their opinions, saying that Magnesium is a place full of freedom and tolerance, and that all races... including mutants should enjoy privileges. They even held up banners and signs to express their opinions and views, with faces

The expression on his face was excited and eager.

"..."

To be honest Eric doesn't like these people.

In his opinion, these people are just tools manipulated by those in power, a group of fools brainwashed by politicians.

But it is undeniable that when Eric saw this large group of strangers holding signs high and shouting seriously, they were obviously ordinary people, but they were trying to protect themselves, mutants who had nothing to do with them, indicating that mutants also

Even though they should enjoy equal rights, Eric's heart was still shaken uncontrollably.

"Is this the picture Charles often describes to me?"

Eric's expression was a bit complicated: "Can humans and mutants...really be able to coexist harmoniously?"

"Of course I can."

Soon a voice sounded, and Fang Mo walked happily from the side: "The reason why mutants have such a bumpy fate is purely because of the creator's malice. How can they attract attention if they don't create some contradictions?"

"The Creator's malice?"

Eric was stunned: "What does that mean?"

"It's nothing." Fang Mo shook his head, and then patted Eric's shoulder in a comforting manner: "Don't worry, this is my world now, and my surname happens to be HappyEnding..."

"I think you should probably use a different word."

Eric said helplessly.

"Don't you like Happy Ending?" Fang Mo was also stunned and asked hesitantly: "Then...then I can give you the whole Bad End to try alone?"

"I'm not talking about the ending! I'm talking about the surname!"

Eric held his forehead with a headache: "You can't just react after seeing Happy Ending, right?"

"So what!"

Fang Mo waved his hands with a proud expression and shouted: "This is how we, the God of War, are pure lovers! When we see others happy, we will clap our hands excitedly and cheer uncontrollably..."

"What kind of god of pure love are you!?"

Eric couldn't stand it immediately.

"Only the most indescribable god of pure love can defeat those hateful tauren who are everywhere." Fang Mo said seriously: "Your beloved has never been bullied by others, so of course you don't know how hateful these tauren are.

"

"Ruiwen and I..."

"Can you imagine Charles being taken away from you?"

Before Eric could finish his words, Fang Mo started to speak shockingly again: "Do you feel extremely painful? Incomparably uncomfortable? As if the whole world has lost its color?"

"It hurts, it hurts too much..."

Eric pressed his temples hard, his blood pressure rising.

Of course it's because of the headache.

"I'll just say it."

Seeing Eric's splitting headache, Fang Mo became happy again, and then pulled him towards the backstage area of ​​the venue: "Okay, let's go, I will take you to meet the president first.

"

"..."

Eric took a deep breath and followed Fang Mo's footsteps.

Although this venue is located on the periphery of the factory, it actually does not occupy a large area. After all, most of the citizens are kept outside, and most of the people inside are TV station staff.

Walked around the venue for a while.

quickly.

Fang Mo saw the other party's figure in the factory area.

At this moment, he was looking at the design drawings. Next to him were two guys who looked like engineers, and several other unknown congressmen, who seemed to be exchanging something.

It is worth mentioning that.

At this moment, the great president has undergone earth-shaking changes.

It turned out that the other party was just a middle-aged white man who was bald and obese due to a lot of government affairs and trivial matters, and was in sub-health in every aspect of his body.

But now, both his appearance and temperament have undergone almost earth-shaking changes. His whole person has become energetic, his eyes are as sharp as an eagle, and just standing there, a confident and majestic aura emanates from his body.

When it comes out, it is like a strong person who has practiced magnetic field rotation, giving people a powerful feeling.

Of course besides that.

His perception has also become very keen.

As soon as Fang Mo saw him, the president immediately reacted, looked up at Fang Mo with a smile, and then greeted him directly: "You're here."

"yes."

Fang Mo nodded happily.

"The guy next to you looks familiar." The president of the United States also laughed. The effect of powerful power was very obvious, and now he was in a very happy mood: "It must be the famous Eric.

Isn’t it Lancel?”

"Yes."

Fang Mo nodded with the same smile: "Eric is the strong man who can control the magnetic field."

"..."

However, it is different from the two.

At this moment, Eric's expression was a little complicated.

After all, he is also a top mutant, and of course he can feel the aura of a strong man.

At this moment, the aura he felt from the great president was very amazing. It was exactly the same as that Apocalypse. If Fang Mo had not reacted, he would have doubted whether Apocalypse had seized control of the president and planned to continue to complete the destruction.

The ambition of the world.

But while Eric was still thinking about these things.

However, the president of the United States directly extended a hand with a very kind smile: "Hello, Mr. Eric, then I will trouble you for today's finale performance."

"Final show?"

Eric was stunned when he heard this: "What kind of finale..."

But before he could finish his words, the president of the United States suddenly glanced at his subordinate, who then took out a document and handed it to Eric.

"What's this?"

Eric was obviously a little confused when he saw this.

After looking at Fang Mo suspiciously, he finally chose to open the document and read it.

As a result, Eric was immediately stunned when he saw this. Eric, the director of New York City's No. 3 Power Plant, Lansheer, the newly appointed deputy minister of the Magnesium Energy Department, and the first mutant high-ranking congressman and reform pioneer.

, and there is also a detailed outline of the Mutant Political Correctness Act. What kind of mess is this?

After reading the entire document.

Eric's first reaction was that he had been sold.

Without any hesitation, he immediately turned to look at Fang Mo next to him: "You..."

"Lao Wan."

However, before he could speak, Fang Mo patted his shoulder with a serious tone: "You don't want us mutants to lose our status again, do you?"

"..."

Eric also fell silent for a while.

His expression was a bit complicated, and he was obviously having a fierce struggle inside.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, this document is not difficult to accept. It is equivalent to having a stable and generous income, a high political status, and at the same time, it can strive for more benefits for the mutant community.

but……

How to say this?

Eric is still more accustomed to using his own abilities to fight and kill.

This is like a pure newbie, who usually only farts or poops when he takes off his pants... but one day he was accidentally tricked by the wealthy little blue lady in the group and gave him a pout, and then the other party gave him a

RTX4090 graphics card. At this time, he covered his skin and showed an expression as if he was just waking up from a dream.

ah?

Can this thing still be used in this way?

Eric's expression at this moment is exactly the same as that of this cute newbie.

"What's wrong?"

Of course, the president also saw Eric's hesitation, and looked at Fang Mo strangely at this moment: "Why is he looking like this? Didn't you ask me to arrange it like this?"

"..."

Eric's face seemed to get darker when he heard this.

"Oh it's all right."

Fang Mo was very calm: "He is just thinking about how he should act. After all, he used to fight and kill in various ways. This time he joins the establishment, and he may not be used to it..."

"That's it."

The president laughed when he heard this: "Don't worry, we are all here. You just need to follow the procedures in the document. Of course, if you are not prepared, it doesn't matter if you don't come on stage."

"this……"

Eric's expression was still somewhat resistant.

But considering Fang Mo's words, he finally gritted his teeth and nodded and agreed: "Okay, leave it to me..."

"Yeah, yeah, that's right." Fang Mo couldn't help but become happy when he heard this: "This is the mutant fighter I know. Come on, for our common tomorrow."

"For our common tomorrow."

Before Eric could speak, the president here looked at Fang Mo and smiled.

"I……"

"Okay, the interview is about to begin."

Before anyone else could say anything else, the President of Magnesia looked down at his watch, and then walked towards the front desk: "Let's go, it's time to show the potential of mutants to the world."

"Go, go, go!"

Fang Mo, fearing that the world would be in chaos, grabbed Eric: "I can't wait to see this scene!"


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