A few minutes later.

  "These are the points I want to make. Who is for it, who is against it?" ??

  Luke had his hands on the table and a calm smile on the corners of his mouth.

  In the Red Room parlor, there was silence, and no one made a sound.

  After Drake's previous experience, no one wanted to be the first to stand up, and it was extremely foolish to come forward and express an opposing view.

  Regan, the Iceman, glanced sympathetically at Drake, who remained silent and had a dull look on his face.

  Deep in his heart, a big 'tragic' word emerged.

  As an activist who liked to gain attention and make his presence known,

  Although Drake was a playful person, he was always concerned about his face and dignity.

  This kind of seemingly illusory thing may be more important to him than life.

  Unfortunately, all those cherished things were destroyed by Superman just now.

  Drake couldn't bear the heavy pressure exerted by the bio-force field.

  He thought he was a vigorous young man but felt difficulty breathing, which caused various physical discomforts.

  After a few seconds, his legs started to get weak.

  He couldn't hold up and fell to his knees on the floor.

  As Luke didn't make any aggressive moves, all this from an outsider's point of view was probably Superman releasing a strong aura. The timid Drake couldn't resist, his mind was shaken, and he bowed to it.

  'Poor guy. '

  Regan figured that in the future, the Hellfire Club would begin to gossip about the humiliating story of Pyro being scared to death and falling to his knees.

  In a way, this was already a social death —— within the mutant community.

  "Since everyone agrees with my opinion, then sort out your image as soon as possible and prepare to attend the Peace Summit in Paris."

  Luke nodded his head quite satisfactorily. The young people of the Hellfire Club still knew how to listen to advice and learn from lessons.

  When they walked out of the parlor one after another, the White Queen finally dropped her cold pretense.

  With her legs crossed, she leaned back on the sofa in a rather provocative position.

  Luke didn't look away. After a workout and two tumbling events, he was already at peace with himself.

  "I thought you would create a personable and approachable image that would better draw the club members together."

  Emma lifted her head, her shoulder-length blonde hair streaming down.

  Luke, sitting in his seat, shook his head. He wasn't Sebastian Shaw, bent on being a mutant leader.

  "Of course, you should be the good guy."

  The Lieutenant-General smiled strangely and added, "I should play the role of a cold and ruthless villain with a tough attitude."

  "The more I do, the more members of the club will recognize you and move closer to you."

  "At this moment, they may be thinking that you are fighting for the rights of your fellow compatriots and bending over backward to submit to my … coercion."

  Luke's tone was loaded with meaning, and his super listening skills had already caught the conversation between Iceman and Pyro.

  He could only say that most people had a colorful imagination in perverted stories.

  "Is that why I'm the approachable leader?"

  The White Queen's eyes flashed, seeming to agree with this statement.

  However, she felt that Luke's words had something in them as if there was another meaning.

  The last sentence obviously carried other meanings.

  "Changing their image is the first step, but what happens after that?"

  The White Queen didn't think too deeply about it and moved on to the next topic.

  She didn't know that rumors about her had been spreading in the club.

  Most of the stories were from the 18+ series, covering keywords such as 'humiliation,' 'forced,' and 'abuse.'

  "Of course, making them into celebrities."

  Luke spoke solemnly.

  "Celebrities?"

  A series of questions popped up in the White Queen's head.

  "If we want to eliminate prejudice and change public opinion, we have to make the public accept the good image of mutants first."

  Luke spoke eloquently and seemed to be getting an idea.

  "A celebrity is a person who is worshipped and sought after."

  "Most of the club members are young people."

  "You can pick a few that have good appearances - for example, Iceman and Pyro are very suitable."

  "The duo could be called 'Iceman and Fireboy,' or 'the Hellfire Duo,' and so on; cooperate with the federal government as superheroes."

  "For example, the simplest arrangement would be for Regan to work with the New York Fire Department to put out several fires, and for newspapers and reporters to focus on publicity and steering public opinion in the right direction."

  "Trust me, Emma. At that time, young people in New York would change their minds and think that mutants are cool and worthy of being sought after."

  Luke thought clearly.

  He was ready to learn the methods of a certain parallel world.

  Make use of the special status of S.H.I.E.L.D as a link between the government and the superheroes.

  The mutant, a seemingly restless time-bomb, will be recruited as a 'spin-off brand' to develop value.

  "Are you sure this would work?"

  The White Queen's tone seemed hesitant, and a bit overwhelmed.

  After all, at this point in time…


  Elvis Presley hadn't even made his debut yet, leading rock and roll and becoming a pioneering figure.

  And the latter, Bob Dylan, should be playing house with a runny nose in Minnesota.

  It was hard for people nowadays to imagine the 'Amusing Ourselves to Death,' 'National Idol,' and 'Fan Circle Economy' that would take place in the future would become a real thing.

  "There won't be any problem. It just takes time. Building a good and positive public image is a long process."

  Luke was quite sure that if superheroes were considered pop culture, mutants could become a branch product of this huge label.

  When the Internet era comes, give them each a personal blog and attract a group of loyal fans.

  S.H.I.E.L.D has become the largest entertainment brokerage company in the world.

  Specializing in training superheroes, developing the things surrounding their brand, and selling products.

  It was even possible to sign a contract with the federal government.

  They would be assigned to a city each and be the face of that city.

  As we all know, most superheroes in the Marvel world are always concentrated in New York, which is detrimental to the development of businesses in other cities.

  Like the studio next door, every hero had their territory.

  Batman stayed in Gotham; Superman belongs to Metropolis.

  The Flash was the hero of Midtown, and the Green Lantern had to protect the cosmic sector and Coast City.

  "The public always follows popular opinion. When the government exhibits vigilance against mutants and the upper-class displays rejection of mutants, it's only natural that the lower class would follow the trend."

  Luke stood up, looked out at the lawn outside the window, and smiled, "To change this, we only need to reduce our threat, let them relax their vigilance, and accept mutants into society for a while."

  The White Queen stretched out her finger and tapped her red lips.

  Then, nodding, she said, "Then do as you wish."

  …