Late at night, in John's private room at S.T.A.R. Labs.
John lay on his bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time.
His conversation with Dilos had ended ages ago, yet Dilos's words still echoed relentlessly in John's mind.
"Perhaps some people will doubt me, even despise me or resent me—but so what? This is neither shameful nor harmful. On the contrary, it benefits humanity's spiritual and material development as a whole. Why should I care what those people think?"
"People are the foundation of a nation. Men and women break up, cheat, divorce, and mess around in their private lives every day because of all these disharmonious issues. Under such circumstances, can the families they build truly prosper? Can our future descendants turn out well? Can nations made up of countless families remain so united and cohesive that they are invincible?"
"Humanity spent so many years evolving from those deranged beasts into highly intelligent, highly ordered higher lifeforms. With all the advantages we now possess, are we really going to regress to that former age of beasts?"
Only now did John realize that he had severely underestimated Dilos. While he and the others had only been thinking about becoming superheroes and fighting crime, Dilos had already considered the Mutant issue, social issues, and national issues—and had even thought of solutions.
"Maybe Dilos has already figured out how to solve the world's problems."
As John thought this, he gradually came to believe that Dilos could accomplish anything. Even if he could not do it now, it was only temporary. With Dilos's abilities, accomplishing those things was merely a matter of time.
The fact that he could beat Magneto head-on was enough to show that Dilos's combat power was terrifyingly high. And from biotechnology like the enhanced battle