In the Same Boat

Atlanta was both a historic city and an emerging center of commerce and industry. The headquarters of hundreds of major companies were located here, along with television stations such as n and tbs, cable news networks, radio stations, and the headquarters of many news media outlets.

The city had a large immigrant population. White birth rates were low, and some people simply did not want children, while Black people had children as easily as if it were a game. Black residents now accounted for more than fifty percent of the city's population.

The gap between rich and poor in the city was immense. Though superheroes never said so aloud, they did not actually like Black people either. As a result, several thousand heroes crowded into New York, where seven or eight people might rush out to help if a plane fell from the sky, while Atlanta, this major city, had barely any superheroes.

The superheroes had not come, but Ultron's mechanical soldiers had arrived today.

More than a dozen mechanical soldiers charged and slaughtered their way through the streets, defeating those fat cops with big heads and thick necks in barely five minutes.

"Watch out, ahead!" a sharp female voice cried.

Reed Strucker, whose face was rather long, spun the steering wheel wildly and barely avoided an oncoming truck. The entire city had been thrown into chaos by those mechanical soldiers. He had originally planned to take his daughter home, but had no choice but to turn onto another road.

As a prosecutor handling Mutant-related cases, Reed Strucker had always considered himself an ordinary citizen. He had lived on this land of the United States for forty years and had originally planned to spend the next forty here as well. But the endless string of recent incidents had severely disrupted