Dick called Tim out of the laboratory.
He told him the news from Alaska.
Then Tim calmly changed into Red Robin's costume.
Beat Dick up for "making a bad joke" -- well, Jack.
In fact, it was a fight. At least when the fight was over, both of them had red eyes.
Tim sneered and threw away the stick. He took out two cans of cold beer from the fridge, opened one for himself, and threw the other on Dick. It was so cold that he grimaced.
The two brothers sat across from each other in the cold winter courtyard and drank half a bottle of beer.
When they felt that both sides had calmed down, they officially started the conversation. First, it was a question that Dick was most concerned about. "How's the prevention of radio intrusion going?"
Tim, who had been extremely sleep-deprived in recent days, looked quite pale.
When he heard this question, his face was even gloomier.
He shook his head and said, "There's no progress. We tried to re-establish the signal station.
We bypassed the original route and opened a new way of communication.
But it was all ineffective. The opponent didn't just hack one or two servers, he was playing tricks on the invisible radio waves. Hank's idea is that we might as well start from scratch and develop a password system specifically for communication.
And it can only be written … "
"Then let's go." Dick had a certain psychological expectation for this.
"A password system.
We should be able to use it soon. "
Tim observed Dick's face through the beer can and guessed, "Do you have a plan?"
"It's not my plan alone." Dick drank the rest of the beer in one breath.
She stood up and stretched herself.
"If you've been here all this time,
You should know that the X-Men are divided into two factions and have different opinions. "
"They're arguing." But they're still defending together.
"Now they can form a united front," Dick said.
He threw the empty beer can into the trash can.
He pulled Tim up and the two of them walked to the auditorium. "Mr. Xavier has a good arrangement."
Tim looked at him sideways. "Wolverine or Lasereye?"
"Jean Grey."
"…" There's a love triangle in this?
*
When they arrived at the auditorium, Fang Zhao found out that Professor X had already sent out a message earlier. At this moment, the people who were still in town had already arrived one after another. Dick and Tim found a place to stand in the back row. Not long after, the door was closed, and the meeting officially began. The speaker was indeed Jean Grey.
"It's not easy for us during this time." The red-haired Phoenix went straight to the point. "Everyone here, whether you're a friend of the righteous side, neutral, or an enemy of the past, we've lost something in this new world.. What I'm talking about here isn't just superpowers, but something more important — purpose, identity, and proof of one's existence. This world is no longer our world, we no longer have the ability or reason to act. "
............ But................................................
"But …" Qin took a deep breath before she continued, "I hope that everyone can realize that if we continue to delay in this confusion, we may lose the last chance to redeem the old world …"
Sure enough, there were people below the stage who began to heckle Qin loudly, questioning what she meant by saying those words.
Jean had to raise her voice to calm the situation. "What I mean is, I hope that everyone can put aside their past identities and abilities and think about the crisis we are facing as ordinary people. It is not the black hole in the sky, which is beyond our power, but the world war that is about to break out. What can we do in the face of war? I think this is the question we need to think about. "
Below the stage, there were quite a few people who had participated in the previous World War, such as Wolverine. When they heard this, they immediately felt energized, thinking that Old Chuck had agreed with his proposition.
But that wasn't what Jean meant. "I believe that if war really breaks out, most of us will be able to find our place. But this war is special because it hasn't really broken out yet, but it has already begun to cause destruction. Once it really breaks out, it's not something that 'ordinary people' like us can handle. So I think our key mission is to stop it from happening."
Just these 'ordinary people'? Although the auditorium was still relatively quiet, everyone's faces were full of suspicion.
Pursing her lips, Jean did not continue to explain. Instead, she changed the topic. "Because we have basically lost the channel to receive information from the outside world these days, although the president called on us to turn off the TV and radio, he sent me, Walter, Pietro, and Raven to the major cities on the West Coast to collect all kinds of information and try to figure out what happened recently. Of course, most of it is what we can imagine — soaring suicide rates, economic collapse, gang chaos … But just yesterday, Pietro witnessed a major event in Washington. "
Pietro, who was sitting in the front row, got the hint and stood up. He turned around and said to everyone, "It's the students' sit-in. More than two thousand students organized a large-scale and disciplined sit-in in front of the White House. They asked the federation to explain what happened recently and express their attitude. At three o 'clock in the afternoon, more citizens joined in to support the students. They surrounded the White House so tightly that not even a drop of water could trickle through. The situation gradually became chaotic until at dusk, a citizen squeezed to the front line and poured gasoline on himself. Only then did the military appear to suppress the sit-in. They arrested the citizen who tried to burn himself and a group of leaders among the students. "
After Pietro described this shocking event, Dick clearly felt the commotion in the auditorium. Jean paused for two minutes and waited for the auditorium to quiet down before continuing the previous topic. "The information that Pietro brought made us think — perhaps, what force is driving the war is an unanswered question, but the people never want to face a destructive war. So, perhaps only a few thousand people in Green Town are worried about how to return to the Old World, but we have billions of companions outside Green Town who stand on the same side. What we need to do is to borrow their strength. "
Wolverine could not help but laugh. "Train them all into an army — that's not something that a few thousand of us can do, right?"
Professor X had been sitting in the corner and listening. When he saw Jean hesitate, he pushed his wheelchair forward and replied, "That's something that we can't do in the Old World. I think what Jean wants to express is that we need to unite the will of the people, strengthen their anti-war beliefs, and inspire their courage to resist. In our current state, we may be powerless to stop a nuclear bomb from exploding, but we may be able to do something to stop the collapse of the people's hope. "
Jean added, "And as long as the people's hope doesn't collapse, maybe … maybe we can gather enough strength to support the current world, and then wait for the savior to return and close the black hole in the sky."
Who was the savior? Harry Potter. Where was Harry Potter? No one knew.
However, the first part of the sentence still aroused the interest of some people. Scott raised his hand and asked, "So what's our plan?"
Professor X said with a smile, "We also need to have a scale and an organization …"
Everyone: "Sit-In?"
… Not really. Professor X's idea was to invest all of the X-Men's forces in building a communication network. Their main task was to transmit information to every corner and ensure that the people could get real information without being influenced by television and radio. The most important thing was to let the people form a collective consciousness: We don't accept war.
This was actually quite a whimsical idea. Not to mention how difficult it would be to launch a large-scale messenger network from the initial launch. The premise of this plan was to break up the remaining teams in the town into groups of two or three and spread out like a network. If they did this …
"We may hear about the death of our companions on the news — just like Batman and Robin." Professor X admitted this fact. "So we must shorten the initial process and form a network as soon as possible to avoid the large-scale disappearance of the network. Also … I have to apologize to everyone. This plan will inevitably put everyone in danger and panic, but I also want to make a suggestion: Don't panic.
Because if we succeed in the end, it will be a victory to save the world. Even if the plan fails, we will be the last force against Nihon, the most powerful force. "
This was really a somewhat tragic speech, and the auditorium was silent for a while.
Professor X was also silent.
Dick and Tim looked at each other and found that each other was hesitant to say something, but they didn't know what to say.
An unexpected figure broke the awkwardness: Mr. Undead from the Great Lake Avengers.
He looked up at the stage and asked, "Does it mean that if we do this, we may die, and if we don't do this, we will die sooner or later?"
Professor X was speechless for a moment. That was what he meant, but it was a bit too crude. Even so, he nodded and added, "It's time to cut off all means of retreat. Fortunately, if we can spread our mental power, things might take a turn for the better."
But Mr. Undead laughed and said, "I understand now. No one who can sit here is afraid of death!"
His words were too absolute. But the atmosphere in the auditorium was still hot, especially the group of hot-blooded people who originally supported Wolverine. They figured out the key point. Since they were not afraid of being soldiers, why should they worry about being messengers?
Jean saw that everyone's opinions were gradually in agreement, and the next thing to do was to formulate a specific plan. She was relieved and asked Professor X with a smile, "Should we give this plan a name?"
"Hmm?" Professor X touched his chin. "How about 'their' project?"
Everyone was confused. "Their project? Whose? "
"Not 'theirs', it's The.
information
Revolution, Global Information Project. "
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