At the news from Attilan, Alvin hesitated, but finally said, "Let them come!
There aren't that many kids anyway. My school dorms should be able to fit them.
As for Black Bolt, I'll talk to him.
He's the most dangerous person I've ever met—and also the least dangerous!
Those kids are his last wish. I absolutely can't let him down!"
Zhang Qiang knew how much pressure came with taking charge of Attilan under these circumstances.
He sighed and said, "I'll arrange for people to keep an eye on Europe...
You should call the people who really ought to be responsible. Even if it tips them off, that's better than carrying this burden alone.
This concerns all of humanity, not just you!"
Then Zhang Qiang said, as if trying to make light of things despite how grim they were, "It's not really that big a deal. At worst, a few people die...
Maybe the Mutants who survive will all be thick-skinned right-wingers?
Who knows, people might sympathize with Mutants as an ethnic minority. There'll always be some leftists waving their flags, right?"
Alvin knew Zhang Qiang was trying to ease the pressure on him...
How much worse could it get?
Once racial divisions began, the long struggle would lead to years of casualties.
Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions...
The Mutant Union he'd founded would be the first to take the hit!
Once "hatred" took hold, which side should he stand on?
Alvin never could have imagined that something so unimpressive would put this much pressure on him.
It wasn't some monster or organization...
Finding it, tracking it, chopping it up—all that sounded simple...
But it was easier said than done!
A shapeshifting mutant monster that could control Mutants, with Hydra traitors guiding and covering for it...
How could it