[Zhongyingmei] At the end of time

Luna, who hadn't slept all night, went to the professor with her computer to say goodbye early the next morning. When parting, she hesitated and said, "The first mutant I interviewed, Tom, committed suicide."

The professor looked at her knowingly: "It's not your fault, kid."

Seeing the professor's encouraging expression, Luna finally couldn't help pouring out her thoughts: "If I hadn't interviewed him, his mutant identity might not have been exposed, and the explosion would only be considered an accident. He wouldn't be in jail. Maybe he wouldn't have killed himself if I hadn't stirred up the topic..."

"Sometimes I wonder if what I'm doing is really meaningful, or if I'm making things worse."

After the professor drove the wheelchair away from the desk: "You already have the answer in your heart, don't you?"

Luna squatted in front of the professor, smiling like a little squirrel who was found hiding a pine cone: "I just want to hear you encourage me."

The professor touched Luna's hair, and Luna lowered her head obediently: "I still know how the children I have taught myself can be knocked down by such things."

Luna felt her eyes were a little sore, she rubbed her face on the professor's knee, and the professor continued: "You will encounter more things that make you want to give up in the future, if you choose to keep going, we will always be there behind you, but if you choose to give up, it doesn't matter, the academy is your forever home."

Maybe it's because the story of "I can never hold the hand of the person I love" is enough to move people, or it may be because the previous interviews have already planted enough foreshadowing. There was unprecedented discussion on mutants in the society, and Luna's personal Twitter followers exceeded one million within a week.

Luna was sitting in the coffee shop flipping through the replies to her latest tweet, which was the link to the interview with Little Rascal.

"Oh my God, I thought mutants had cool abilities."

"Why should we be afraid of these people, they didn't choose to be like that."

"All mutants should be damned. This reporter must be paid by mutants to speak for them."

"I feel a little pathetic for them."

"If we don't centrally register all mutants, humanity will perish one day."

Compared with her first tweet before, the message has been greatly improved. Most of the people have a mild attitude towards mutants, and only a small half of them are still very radical. They firmly believe that mutants should be at least eliminated. register.

When Luna turned less than a tenth of the time, she suddenly received a call from Paul, the head of the column. Although Paul’s voice was tired, he couldn’t restrain his joy: “The sales volume of the Bugle Daily doubled on the day your article was published. congratulations."

Luna shook her head and stopped the waiter who wanted to order: "Thanks for your guidance."

Paul said: "A radical anti-mutant organization has already sent a threatening letter to the newspaper asking you to write more about the harm mutants have caused to ordinary people. You must pay attention to safety."

Luna couldn't help laughing: "Thank you for your concern, I couldn't be safer."

After hanging up the phone, Luna looked up just in time to see Carter walking in, and Luna waved: "Hi Carter, long time no see."

Carter sat across from her: "Sorry, I'm late."

Luna smiled and said, "I thought you'd be busy during this time."

Carter also smiled: "We plan to act tonight. Before that, I want to see you anyway."

Luna opened the menu: "Need me to go over? I think I can help."

Carter shook his head: "This is our business. You just need to go to school and do interviews. This is the meaning of the police."

Just as Luna was about to say something, she was attracted by the news broadcast on the TV in the cafe.

"What this station is broadcasting live for you is the first large-scale parade of mutants in history. It is estimated that at least 1000 people participated in the parade."

On TV, a group of people walked silently on the street. Among the crowd were young people, single mothers with children, and old people. Most of them looked like ordinary people, and a small number of them looked strange.The TV station gave a close-up of a purple child who looked about ten years old, holding a sign that said "I want to go to school", walking timidly at the edge of the line alone.

The front row of people held the banner of "IAMAMUTANT (I am a mutant)". Most of them were young people. Luna even saw Jack walking in the first row. The camera slowly swept across the huge queue from front to back , Luna saw a few faces she was familiar with, and Ms. White was walking in the middle of the line holding a "EQUALITY" sign, and almost everyone she interviewed came.

Some of them held "NODISCRIMINATE (no discrimination)", some held "LEGALEQUALITY (legal equality)", most of them held "IAMAMUTANT (I am a mutant)", they didn't have any slogans, they just walked silently and flamboyantly On the streets of New York, Luna saw a lot of people—people who didn't know if they were mutants, and after looking at the roadside for a while, they also joined the team.

Thousands of years from the appearance of the first mutant to the present, mutants have always been discriminated against and oppressed, and they finally realized that only by fighting for themselves can they be respected.They stood up and announced to the world: We are also human beings, we should be protected by law, and no one has the right to discriminate against mutants.

This day will always be recorded in the history of mutants. From this day on, the mutant group really appeared in the public's field of vision, fighting for the normal right to survive more actively.

Luna's vision gradually blurred, and Carter held her hand comfortingly: "Look, everything will be fine."

Luna felt tears roll down her cheeks: "I'm sorry, I just didn't think of it...I've been wondering if these things I did made sense before."

Carter sat next to Luna and hugged her shoulders comfortingly: "Never doubt that the efforts of a few people can change the world."

Luna continued the first half of the sentence: "In fact, it has always been the efforts of a few people to change the world."

She wiped her tears carelessly: "I wish I could walk down the street with them."

Carter gently stroked her shoulder: "When you can declare in front of the public that the reporter who wrote the mutant report is a mutant, you will really change the world."

Carter went on to say: "Look, we are all trying to make the world a better place, mutants, HR... Our persistence is meaningful." It seems to be comforting Luna, and it seems to be comforting Own.

Luna nodded, showing a smile: "Thank you, Carter."

Carter stood up. "I'm going to work. I hope we meet again in a better world."

Luna laughed at her statement: "Okay, see you in a better world."

That night, Luna finished writing the first draft of next week's column and wanted to see the Internet's views on the noon parade, but unexpectedly saw the results of the noon parade reported by many media. "Multiple anti-mutant organizations appeared. They tore up the banner of the parade. There was a fierce conflict between the two sides. The police arrived in time to avoid greater chaos. The conflict caused many injuries and no one was killed."

Luna sighed. All civil rights movements will experience countless failures, but she is somewhat angry and sad about her powerlessness. Fortunately, the conversation with Carter at noon strengthened her determination.Just when she was thinking about tweeting something in support of the march, Lily came back unexpectedly early.

Luna pushed open the door and asked, "What's going on? It's not in your club queen style to come back so early."

Lily said with a look of lingering fear and excitement: "There was a shootout next door to our bar, and everyone ran out."

Luna spread her hands uninterestedly. In the United States, shootings are really not worth mentioning after dinner—even in college, there will be one shooting every month on average.

Lily emphasized: "This is not an ordinary shooting case, it's a gun battle! Just like in the movie, the scene was chaotic. I seem to have seen the female police detective last time in the New York Police Department... "

Luna suddenly had an ominous premonition in her heart: "You mean Detective Carter?"

Lily tried her best to recall: "Maybe, I also forgot her name, it's the black man..."

Luna hurriedly asked, "Where is the bar you mentioned?"

After getting the answer, she hurriedly changed her clothes and rushed out the door.Since Finch and the others already know the name of the HR leader, the way they get rid of HR should be to collect evidence and contact the judge instead of a street shootout. There must be something wrong.

When Luna arrived, everything was settled. She saw Finch standing on the side of the street. The phone booth not far away kept ringing, as if trying to prevent him from crossing the road. On the other side of the street, a black figure After hitting Detective Carter, Carter slowly fell into Riise's arms, everything was the same as in the TV series, except that she, an outsider standing by the side of the road, could not change anything.

Luna quickly stretched out her hand, and a gray light shot hit the black figure. He was almost instantly turned into flying ash and dissipated in the air. At the same time, the floor tiles where he was standing disappeared, and the weeds grew wildly.

Luna trembled all over, staring at Carter who fell on the ground, Finch walked to her side: "Miss Luna, I think you should calm down..."

Luna looked at him blankly: "I can't change anything."

Just as Finch was about to say something, he found that gray light began to overflow from the surface of her body. Finch couldn't help but took a step back. Luna walked slowly through the street unconsciously, as if in the Bible Moses waved his stick to part the Red Sea. The road where I passed was cracked inch by inch.

She saw Carter, who had said to her at noon, "I hope we will be in a better world when we meet again", fell into Riise's arms, and a small pool of blood pooled on the ground.She trembled uncontrollably, if she could arrive even 1 minute earlier, if she didn't just provide information but participated in their actions, if she directly told the captain about the existence of HR and let anyone in the Avengers deal with it Things, Carter will not die.She clearly knew that such a thing would happen, and she clearly had so many opportunities to save her, but she chose the most conservative method because of the negative reason of not wanting to affect too much the original plot.

Luna murmured, "Fuck the original plot."

Her abilities were rioting in her body, and her power continued to spill out of her body. The gray light on her body gradually became stronger, and after a burst of dazzling light flashed, she disappeared in place.