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Steve was exaggerating, and it was a complete slur to Charles.

But when a tyrant slanders you, it is really difficult for you to refute him.

After all, he could just kill you.

Charles, or rather the professor, had never experienced anything like this in so many years.

Ever since he confirmed that he was a mutant, he hadn't felt like a weakling in all these years.

But now, he looked at the man in front of him who was probably a little younger than him.

He actually felt like a sissy.

All the abilities he was proud of were not worth mentioning in front of this guy, and all his pride was shattered.

He didn't know if this guy was stronger than his younger brother Red Tank, but to be honest.

The smell of blood on this guy is much scarier than the red tank.

Steve looked at each other with a calm expression.

"Hey, you know what, I hate it when people get distracted when I'm talking. So, do you know what I just said?"

Steve kept weighing the hammer when he said this, as if if this guy dared to shake his head, he would crack open this guy's head to see what was inside.

This is not a joke, this is a real threat.

"Sorry, Mr. Steve, I think you are not a qualified educator. At least judging from your performance, you are not.

I can understand why you think you are an educator. Do you think it is a great thing to influence other people's lives according to your own will? "

Steve smiled, spread his hands, and put down the hammer.

"I like discussions like this. You know, I'm actually a yellow card debater. Do you really think that between the two of us, I am the one who influences other people's lives according to my own will?

My friend, look here, every child here will become an excellent power controller.

The thing is, damn it. These children are individuals first, and human beings themselves have unlimited possibilities for freedom.

We can be great warriors, lawyers, doctors, and debaters, or we can be terrible alcoholics, drug addicts, and social scum.

But here, everyone here is just going to be fucking super soldiers.

Charles, my friend, you are the one who shapes other people's lives according to your will. "

Charles looked at Steve with no concession or wavering in his eyes.

In fact, people become hardened after a long period of time.

"Steve, you don't need to be sophistical. I went to your school and I know better than you what the children there are like.

You're just training to be a test machine, and you don't care at all what kind of person these kids will become. "

Charles was almost tit for tat, but Steve didn't get angry about it.

Friends who are often trolls on Tieba know that once you start to argue with someone, it is best not to have even the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"Ah, yes, yes. I am training a test machine, but doesn't your society always punish people with poor test scores?

Of course I know it's wrong, but you tell me, in Hell's Kitchen.

My students whose living environment is so bad to a certain extent have no choice but to pass the exam and stand at the starting line to choose their own free life.

How else can they change this fucking life, hey! Mazefak! Charles, don’t eat the sour carrot. Don’t you know that no one in this world is the protagonist? "

Steve looked a little angry. What's this?

"You are right, but according to the theory of free consciousness, whether they work hard or not is also a part of their own free choice.

Those who don't work hard just choose to become scum, alcoholics, and drug addicts in advance. "

Charles maintained his old-school white arrogance and looked at Steve with some disdain.

Steve finally smiled, as if things were finally back to familiar territory.

"I like your attitude, I like your current attitude, otherwise I will definitely have a psychological burden if I smash your head with a hammer."

After Steve finished speaking, he swung the hammer and hit the guy on the head.

He has absolutely no worries about whether killing important characters will affect the plot. There is a huge variable like him here.

If the plot can continue, there will be a ghost.

Fortunately, this is X Academy, and there are many mutants who are loyal to Charles.

Steve's hammer ended up breaking Colossus' wrist, leaving a slap mark on Charles' face.

"Oh! Shoot!"

Colossus let out a cry, he hadn't been hurt in a long time.

This immediately broke his defense, and Charles glanced at Steve in surprise.

He probably knows the strength of Colossus. This guy can even compete with his brother Red Tank.

And the red tank did not have such an easy time dealing with him.

"Are you a mutant too?"

"No, I'm a human being, just a human being. Damn it, when are you going to change this damn concept.

You see clearly, these guys in your academy are just human beings! They are all ordinary people who need to integrate into this society!

You need to figure out whether you want to isolate them and make them special, or let them know that they are just ordinary people.

Last but not least, you'd better hurry up and eliminate all the impact you've had on my friends. "

Steve was really angry when he said this, and he didn't care what this guy would think.

In fact, he didn't really intend to solve the big problem of mutants at once when he came here. He just hoped that Frank could return to his original appearance.

After all, this kind of big killer for household use has suddenly become mild, and it is not a good thing to follow the rules.

God knows what those asshole politicians are going to do to this guy and San Diego High School?

"So you are here for this matter. I think I can meet your request. But I still trouble you. Next time you have such a request, can you be more direct?"

Steve smiled and swung his hammer.

"God knows how much I hate your concentration camp. Believe me, I will blow up this place if I have the chance.

If you didn’t tell me, I would have forgotten it, and my students would be sent back to me as well. None of us can convince each other, so why not give it a try according to our own wishes. "

"I don't really want to take your advice, but it looks like I have no other choice."

Charles could finally maintain his gentlemanly demeanor now, and at least Steve was willing to talk to him within the rules.

This is a great thing.