Walk around the United States with the earth in your arms

Song Fang counted on his fingers and said it very sincerely. .shung

Charles burst out laughing.

After a while, he continued, "But if you do this, will potential mutants become careless and use their abilities to harm others?"

"Charles, why do you even think mutants are dangerous?" Song Fang said depressedly.

"But it is indeed very dangerous." Charles said, "If I pour my power into the brain of an ordinary person without reservation, I think... I can kill him."

"You can kill someone by stabbing him in the stomach with a knife." Song Fang asked, "But would you do that?"

Charles "Uh..."

"Besides, only when a person believes that he is safe will he put down the knife in his hand." Song Fang said, "Am I right?"

Charles didn't reply.

He saw a kind of compassion in Song Fang.

It is not the love and compassion God has for his creation when he looks down on the earth.

Rather, when the clay figures looked up at the sky, they felt sad for their fellow humans on earth.

"Believe me Charles, people's prejudices are not so easy to eliminate. As long as we can ensure that the elite does not use their resources to persecute mutants, we have achieved our goal." Song Fang said, "Of course, if we can win over the elite It would be even better if we get the support of our compatriots."

Charles asked in surprise, "Are there any of our brothers and sisters among the elite?"

"There should be. I believe the gene distribution is even."

Song Fang didn't say anything to death.

If not, why would Lao Wan in "Days of Future Past" be locked up under the Pentagon?

Charles nodded thoughtfully. "I will try my best to follow what you say and not clearly indicate that humans and mutants are two species in my paper. But if the results of my research are not consistent with what you said, not everyone has mutant genes. Then I can only follow the facts.”

"That's no problem." Song Fang said, "Any true scholar has academic self-esteem, which I respect. I also look forward to you discovering the truth about us mutants from the genetic level."

Charles breathed a sigh of relief and high-fived Song Fang.

When he heard Song Fang say, "The truth is not important, what people believe is important," he was really worried that Song Fang would essentially be a politician, ignoring facts and only talking about interests.

In that case, he would not cooperate with Song Fang.

Song Fang put his hands on his hands and smiled and said, "Okay, the first step of the first direction has been finished. Next is the second step, shaping the public's attitude towards mutants - I am going to register a cultural media company."

"Wen, cultural media?!" Charles couldn't remember how many times he stuttered, "Are you sure it can be useful?"

"Of course. Don't underestimate the role of public opinion media." Song Fang said, "Through the media, we can educate the public and let them not be afraid of mutants. At the same time, we can make fellow mutants hidden among the people believe that they are not isolated. Don’t hold the ‘knife’ in your hands all the time.”

"What are you going to do? Get on the radio and call for love?"

Charles teased.

Obviously, even if he agreed with Song Fang's goal, he did not believe that Song Fang could achieve it.

Yes, he would not take the initiative to stab someone in the stomach with a knife.

But the knife of ability is really in the hands of mutants.

You have to put the knife down before you can convince the person next to you that you can't hurt them, right?

But according to Song Fang, he wanted to make the unarmed people near the knife-wielder believe that the knife would not come, and this was even though he knew that someone beside him had a knife in his hand, but did not know whose hand it was. ?

...Isn't it funny?

Song Fang raised his hand, "Sorry, I couldn't explain clearly. Please allow me to reiterate that we need to educate the public so that they should not be afraid of mutants, but worship mutants."

"..."

Charles reached out to touch Song Fang's forehead.

Song Fang "I'm not sick. Thank you."

"I'm not sure." Charles leaned back suspiciously and distanced himself from Song Fang, "Is it contagious?"

"Charles, have you really never thought about where your ability can be used?" Song Fang asked sincerely, "For example, lie detection?"

While watching the movie, Song Fang always had a question.

Why must everyone use their abilities to fight and kill?

For example, Storm, floods, droughts, hurricanes, wildfires, what kind of things can't you take care of?

Siren, if you use your ability in a serious place, you will definitely be able to pick up girls.

Angel, if the place where you spread your wings was not the CIA's mutant branch base, but a Broadway-level stage, would others still regard you as a monster?

Of course, it's a movie, and mutants fighting around are for the audience.

But imagine, if mutants really lived next to you, would you want them to beat them to death every day?

Anyway, Song Fang didn’t want to.

"Actually... I really thought about it." Charles said, "I hope that the students who leave my school can support themselves. If possible, I would of course be happy to see them use their abilities to support themselves. But... I think, I will If we use a human lie detector, we probably won’t be able to equip it in every police station.”

"What about the FBI?" Song Fang said with a smile, maybe he could open a copy of "Criminal Minds", "Okay, just kidding. In short, this is a way to make people believe that mutants' abilities are useful and great. It’s very handsome, I wish I could have one myself, everyone around me would be so envious of it, that would be the best.”

"But I'm afraid not everyone's ability can be used to make a living." Charles said, "Maybe I can know who the murderer is through the suspect's mind, but the judge and jury probably won't accept my testimony."

"That's true." Song Fang said, "So how about we make a movie?"

Charles "..."

"Mr. Song." Charles blinked weakly, "You are really...an active thinking person."

"I'll just assume you're praising me for being a smart little kid."

Song Fang smiled naively.

Then he stopped smiling, "But I'm serious. If your ability can't be used in production and life, then make a movie. At least you don't have to spend money on special effects in the later stages of the movie."

Charles touched his chin and thought, "And... we can't announce that those people are mutants and just treat those abilities as special effects?"

Song gave Charles a thumbs up.

Talking to smart people saves trouble.

"So we can achieve 'let ordinary people not be afraid of mutants without being aware of them'." Charles became more and more excited as he thought about it. "When the school is established in the future, students will not be able to find jobs, at least they can Go make a movie, become a star, gain a sense of worth, and no longer feel abandoned...Okay Song Fang, this is great! How did you come up with this?"

Song Fang smiled foolishly again.

Song Fang would not tell Charles how popular he was in the main universe.

But then Charles looked embarrassed, "But... I have no money."