Chaos and order were always opposite and interchangeable. In this universe, there was no such thing as an eternally chaotic civilization. After extreme chaos, it was often the birth of a new order.
Using this theory to look at the change of civilization in the old world was undoubtedly very reasonable.
After the development of the new world, or Utopia, was on the right track, the resources from the new world greatly alleviated the many conflicts caused by the lack of resources in the old world. Because civilization needed to unite all the forces that could be united to enter the stars, under this trend, the Alliance for the Survival of Mankind gradually integrated the world's resources.
Although the process was not very smooth …
The stupid thing that the Australian government did was not an exception. In the process of integrating civilization, narrow-minded nationalists fanned the flames everywhere. In the newly established civilized areas of Japan, South Asia, and South America, small-scale demonstrations and wars broke out, and the Alliance for the Survival of Mankind's attitude was very strong.
The unification of civilization was driven by the general trend, and anyone who tried to stop it would be ruthlessly crushed. After the Intelligent Machine Corps entered the war zone, in less than four months, Earth's civilization was completely unified, at least in name.
Of course, we are not talking about these Joker, but the real problem that the Alliance for the Survival of Mankind was facing.
Europe … or more accurately, the heart of Europe.
The War of Faith 14 years ago left a certain impact on this land that could not be eliminated until now. Almost all the believers in the world were gathered here, but they were actually harmless!
The most fanatical group had already died in the war to defend their gods and beliefs. The rest were pan-believers who were unwilling to give up their beliefs. Putting aside the different understanding of gods and life, they were no different from other humans.
However, the disaster of faith left a great trauma to the world, so great that the survivors of the disaster were not willing to accept the existence of these believers.
But for the rulers and managers, this was a problem that couldn't be ignored. They couldn't leave Europe alone like ordinary people, even though 14 years ago, they were the ones who personally set the policy of "no participation, no promotion, and no responsibility" for the development of believers.
Just like what the Tyrant once said in a meeting:
"If the believers in Europe can rely on their own strength to rebuild their civilization in the chaos of losing their faith, then we will not hesitate to open our arms to them again."
Now, after 14 long and distant years, this thorny humanitarian and cultural problem had finally entered the final stage of resolution.
Buzz!
Accompanied by the black and white atmosphere, the shuttle landed quietly at the New York airport. Everyone at the reception subconsciously adjusted their clothes.
Speaker Charles was sitting in his wheelchair, and beside him was the serious-looking Nick Fury. This current secret intelligence officer of the Alliance for the Survival of Humanity already had wrinkles on his face. Those were the marks left on his body by time, but the glint in his single eye still made people unwilling to look him in the eye. It was like a sharp blade hidden in time, still sharp even when unsheathed.
On the other side of the speaker was the rotating speaker of the Supreme Council of the Human Survival Alliance, the former British Prime Minister, Mr. Mountbatten.
These three heavyweights of the Alliance for the Survival of Mankind appeared here to welcome the leaders of the European countries who had broken the diplomatic deadlock for the first time and came to visit the civilized world.
In the fourteen years of development, they finally relied on their own strength to overcome the chaos and restore order. Of course, because 100% of their citizens were believers, their civilization was more like a medieval theocracy. Although their system did not lag behind civilization due to the continuous aid from the outside world, it could be seen that there was still a gap between them and the civilized world from the slightly strange clothing of the leaders who walked out of the shuttles.
"Welcome, Bishop Mountbatten."
Speaker Mountbatten reached out his hand in the flashing lights around him and shook hands with the old man who was wearing a robe and a red hat. When the two embraced, Speaker Mountbatten said in a low voice, "Welcome, old friend.
"Welcome back, old friend … We haven't seen each other in fourteen years."
"But I don't think this will affect our friendship, old friend."
The bishop also responded very gently. Before the disaster of faith, they used to be old friends who talked about everything, but now, they had become the representatives of two civilizations.
On the other side, Nick Fury looked at the middle-aged man in a suit opposite him with a hint of coldness. This guy was a little bald, but the aura he exuded was surprisingly similar to Nick Fury's. Obviously, he was also a secret worker.
"Hassan, you lost in the end!"
Nick Fury said softly, "It seems that you, who claim to be the descendants of Assassin, are not as magical as your ancestors showed you …"
"We lost because our people yearned to return to the system of civilization."
The bald, middle-aged man smiled indifferently.
"It doesn't mean that our assassins are weaker than your SHIELD agents. If I remember correctly, your success rate of 174 infiltrations in fourteen years seems to be less than 40%?"
"That's because Europe has become the place where we train new agents …"
Fury sneered.
"Our best Ghost Agents are active on the interstellar stage. They fight for the well-being of mankind every day. It is because of their efforts that our fleet can move unimpeded among the stars … Hassan, your little tricks are outdated, just like your vision, disappointing …"
This sentence made the spy leader named Hassan's face turn a little ugly, but after a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief and stared at Fury.
"Soon … our confrontation will unfold among the stars. Fury, I will prove that the power of inheritance is greater than you think!"
"Oh?"
A smile appeared at the corner of Fury's mouth. He reached out his hand and said softly, "Very well.
"Very well. As wanderers who have returned to the civilization system, I look forward to your future performance …"
Another person stood in front of Chancellor Charles. He had blue skin and a conspicuous tail. Clearly, this was a religious mutant. His skin was engraved with sacred scriptures. He wore a priest's robe with a demonic appearance. He half-knelt respectfully in front of Chancellor Charles and said in a low voice, "Chancellor Charles, please forgive me."
"Mr. Charles, we … are finally home …"
"Child, your name is Nightcrawler, right?"
As the leader of the Mutants, Professor Charles gently placed his palm on his shoulder and whispered, "Welcome all Mutants.
"Utopia will always welcome any mutants … Regardless of whether you have faith or not, we have never treated you as an enemy. Queen Catherine will also express her joy at your return … Welcome home, child."
This sentence alone made the Mutant priest in front of him burst into tears. This guy had a little interaction with Saber and Catherine a long time ago. Logically speaking, he should have joined Utopia a long time ago. However, after the war of faith broke out, this Mutant who grew up in the church brought many Mutant believers to Europe.
Now, they were a very important force among the believers in the European countries.
A day later, the European countries and the Alliance for the Survival of Mankind issued a joint statement. The European countries, which had been wandering outside the civilization system for a full 14 years, officially joined the Alliance for the Survival of Mankind. The national boundaries would be removed, and they would receive official resident status and enjoy all the rights that citizens deserved.
Europe would also be designated as a special administrative region. It would become the final land of faith for the final integration of human civilization.
Just as Saber said, "Faith is not a problem.
"Faith isn't the root of the problem at all. Under the influence of faith, whether or not one can maintain one's rationality is the only way to distinguish the threat …"
"So, it's time for your game in Europe to end …"
In Gotham's Wayne Manor, the slightly plump Mayor Bruce took off his glasses and looked at Joker who was sitting opposite him. He said in a deep voice, "The Alliance for the Survival of Mankind has been integrated into Europe.
"The European civilization has merged with the human civilization. You should know very well that the Alliance for the Survival of Mankind will not allow a true divine being to continue stirring up trouble there. Am I right, Death Clown?"
"Tsk."
Joker disdainfully put the red wine glass in his hand on the table. He crossed his arms and snorted.
"If it wasn't for Saber's trick to steal the Black Lantern Ring that should have belonged to me … You wouldn't be living such a good life now …"
As he spoke, his voice became strange again. He slapped Bruce's plump body up and down. He squinted his eyes and teased.
"Speaking of which, we haven't played games for a long time. My Batman … Do you want me to continue our fated battle in Gotham after I return from Europe?"
"But seriously, look at you now. Your muscles are loose, your senses are dull, and your weight has increased by at least 40%. Fat Bat, can you still raise your fist and hit me? I'm curious … "
Bruce shook his head at this unfunny joke. He put his hands on the table and crossed his fingers. He looked at the Joker in front of him.
"Batman has disappeared from Gotham for 14 years because Gotham no longer needs him. But believe me, Joker, if you dare to cause trouble in my territory, I can guarantee that you will still be beaten up by Batman … Just like 14 years ago!"
"Just by relying on you?"
Joker's voice became vicious. A phantom holding a scale flashed behind him. He stretched out his fingers and clenched them in the air.
"The whole of Europe is shrouded in my shadow. Aren't you afraid of me?"
"Swoosh!"
A trident emitting a cold aura emerged from the shadows behind him. It was placed firmly on Joker's neck. Behind him, a young man wearing a batsuit said coldly.
"Then you can come to Gotham and give it a try … I'm different from my father. I've been learning from Uncle Saber since I was young. I don't have the habit of showing mercy to my opponents!"
"Oh oh oh ~"
Joker stretched out his finger and flicked the sharp blade on his neck. He said without turning his head.
"Little Damian … A son inheriting his father's legacy. Tsk tsk, Batman wandering among the stars. This is really a tradition of the Wayne family … Are you uncomfortable not being a hero?"
"Of course, the blood of a hero flows in my body …"
The grown-up Damian bent down and whispered in Joker's ear, "Just like the blood of Chaos flows in your veins. But to be honest, Jack … Your time has passed. You are an old man abandoned by the times …"
"Tsk."
Joker's figure turned into a black shadow and disappeared from Wayne's office. He left behind a sentence.
"Bruce, your son's upbringing is really bad … He doesn't know how to respect the elderly. But to be honest, Damian has been active in the Da Ma Galaxy recently, right? Very good, very good … I'll look for you soon. "
"A game of the stars … Ah, it really makes my blood boil … Hahahahaha!"
Joker disappeared completely amidst his signature maniacal laughter. On the desk in front of him, a messy Joker's poker card was left there like an invitation.
"You've made a mistake, Damian …"
Bruce rubbed his forehead. There was a trace of undisguised worry on his face. "You shouldn't have provoked Joker like that. That lunatic is very difficult to deal with. Even your Uncle Saber had to put in a lot of effort to defeat him back then."
Damian picked up the card nonchalantly. He took off his black bat-helmet, revealing a face that resembled Bruce's but younger. He smiled and said, "Let's talk about this.
"Father, are you afraid of him?"
"No! I'm not afraid … "
Bruce leaned back in his chair and looked at his grown-up son. He said in a low voice, "What I mean is, if the provocation just now wasn't part of your plan, but something you came up with on the spur of the moment, then you were a little too reckless …"
"Don't worry! Father! "
Damian laughed and put the Joker's poker card into his pocket. He rubbed his stomach and said, "I already have a complete plan. And where is Mom? Why aren't the chefs cooking? I'm so hungry … "
"Rachel went to attend the tenth anniversary celebration of the Gotham Sisterhood. She and the ladies will probably stay out until late. We gave the servants a few days off … Come on, son, let's bring old Afo out to eat … Maybe we can even meet your Uncle Saber and have a drink together."
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