"Human Rights Revolution?" Fury's mouth twitched when he heard those words. "Are you sure you need me rather than your former CIA agents?"
It wasn't that he didn't understand. On the contrary, he understood very well; he just hadn't had much practical experience.
"Though the name of this mission doesn't sound too promising, I'm still glad to work with you again, BOSS." Coulson stepped up beside Fury.
The members of this team were more or less the same as Coulson's previous team, except Nick Fury had been added—and at a very low rank.
"That's you. All right, Lena, introduce Attilan's situation."
Lena nodded and began explaining Attilan's circumstances.
"Attilan has a population of 1,400. It is an Inhuman city that migrated to the moon several decades ago, with a rigid class hierarchy."
Attilan's social structure was even more extreme than Afterlife's. Its rulers possessed overwhelming force, while the ruled were few in number and completely incapable of resisting them.
The existence of Terrigenesis had given rise to a "Genetic Council" within their society, responsible for handling related affairs.
They divided people into different ranks based on "genes." Unlike Earth's Inhumans, who could trade with the outside world for necessities, the Lunar Inhumans needed hard labor to survive.
Yet Terrigenesis was also what allowed ordinary Inhumans to rise into the upper class in a single leap—though in the end, they were nothing more than living tools for the Royal Family. Even so, they still clung to that hope.
Overall, Attilan had several kinds of people:
Ordinary people without powers usually lived on the first underground level. They performed manual labor, lived on tight rations, and mostly crammed themselves into cramped spaces just to scrape by, hoping only that the Genetic Council would take a liking to their children.
Inhumans with the