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Chapter 289 Ultron is a racist

Faced with the tough stance of the mutants, the human negotiating team felt frustrated but helpless.

The Sentinel robots, which they had originally considered their trump card, were utterly helpless against the Ultron robot army and had no chance to fight back.

As for the army at his disposal, he couldn't count on it at all.

Not to mention that conventional weapons won't get them any advantage over mutants, even if they use large military weapons or even plant mushrooms, Magneto can turn the warheads around and smash them back on their own heads in no time.

After much deliberation, they said that this was a matter of great importance and that they could not make the decision on their own. They requested that the negotiations be temporarily suspended until they returned and discussed the matter collectively before giving a final answer.

Eric agreed, giving them only two days to make a decision.

Magneto was not entirely satisfied, feeling that Erik was too weak and shouldn't have given the humans a chance to recover; they should have just started fighting.

Eric's lips twitched slightly.

He finally got to experience what it's like to be Professor X.

Even as a radical, he felt that Magneto was too radical.

The human negotiating team, seeing Magneto's murderous intent, trembled with fear and left in a sorry state, unable to even utter a polite word.

When they returned and informed the human leadership of the negotiations, they were immediately outraged, exclaiming that the mutants were going too far and that they could not possibly agree to these conditions. They were determined to fight the mutants to the death.

But when the white-haired old man asked them what strategy they had to break the deadlock, the crowd that had been making a ruckus just moments before suddenly fell silent, each of them lowering their heads and pretending to be dead, unable to utter a single word.

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!"

The white-haired old man cursed loudly, feeling a sense of powerlessness as he looked at his useless teammates.

Humanity is probably doomed this time!

Du Mu learned all this from a shady man planted within the upper echelons, but he didn't take it to heart at all.

In his view, these human high-ranking officials didn't have any real skills to begin with, and if it weren't for the Sentinel robots, they wouldn't have been able to challenge the mutants at all.

The truly capable humans were sent to meet their maker by the very Sentinel robots they created when the Sentinel robots went out of control, because they harbored the X gene within them. The irony is palpable.

The rest are nothing but power-hungry, cowardly, and cowardly good-for-nothings.

Du Mu narrowed his eyes: "Whether you agree or not, you have to agree. Time is running out, it's time to bring this to a close."

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

A thousand miles away in Washington, a terrified scream suddenly rang out in the street.

"What is that thing!?"

People on the street stopped in their tracks and instinctively looked up at the sky.

Suddenly, countless purple portals appeared in the once clear blue sky.

Countless Ultron robots swarmed out of the door, like locusts blotting out the sky, instantly covering the entire city.

Waaah—!

The piercing air raid sirens blared throughout Washington, D.C.

The sentinel robots stationed in the city immediately set out, their sheer number dazzling, and charged head-on towards the Ultron robot army in the sky.

But the Ultron robot army didn't give them a chance to get close. Their hands transformed, and countless magical bullets shot out.

The sentry robots at the forefront were instantly engulfed in fire, exploding into fireballs in mid-air, their mechanical debris crashing to the ground.

The citizens below screamed in terror and scattered in all directions, covering their heads.

After this period of frantic troop buildup, the Ultron robot army has long since reached a terrifying scale.

This time, they came out in full force.

Looking around, the numbers of the two are almost equal.

However, Ultron's stats are much higher than Sentinel's, and with all the data Ultron has collected over the past few days, he already knows all the weaknesses of Sentinel.

Faced with the massive Ultron robot army, the Sentinel robot army was no match at all, and its numbers dwindled at a visible rate.

Du Mu held the Pharaoh's scepter and sat on a luxuriously decorated chair, which was steadily supported by four Ultron robots. Behind him, countless black tentacles wriggled wildly, spreading a small patch of thick darkness in the sky.

Around him, several Ultron robots stood guard, while he floated below the clouds, looking down at the battle below, exuding the aura of an ultimate boss.

"So this is what Loki felt back then. I have to say, it was pretty awesome, hehehe!"

Du Mu lowered his voice and let out a standard, villainous, evil laugh.

Unfortunately, while he was all set to be the villain, the main character was missing, and there was no Avengers to stop him. He didn't get a chance to beat up any superheroes and have a good time being a villain.

Du Mu secretly regretted it. Bored, he turned to the Ultron robot beside him and casually asked, "Ultron, do you know what's the whitest part of a Black person's body?"

Ultron paused for half a second, then replied through the robot: "Their teeth."

Du Mu shook his head: "Wrong, their master is the whitest."

Ultron: "9"

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Du Mu, intrigued, asked, "Do you know what kind of music Black people often listen to when they go jogging at night?"

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Ultron paused for two seconds, seemingly searching his database, before giving the answer: "Based on popularity statistics, the answer is Black hip-hop music."

"Wrong again, it's a police siren."

Ultron:

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Not yet satisfied, Du Mu threw out another question: "Do you know who the first Black person to walk on the moon was?"

This time, Ultron finally recognized the logic in Du Mu's words and said with certainty, "Armstrong's slave."

"Of course it's the astronaut, Ultron. I never expected you to be a racist. You can even come up with such a hellish answer. I'm so disappointed in you."

Ultron:

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While Du Mu was chatting with Ultron, Ultron's robot army had already started a full-scale clearing operation, reaping all the sentinel robots in their field of vision with an absolute crushing force.

Before long, not a single complete Sentinel robot could be seen in the sky anymore; only the Ultron robots, which blotted out the sky, remained, firmly controlling the entire airspace over Washington.

This robot war ultimately ended with a complete victory for the Ultron robot army.

At that moment, an Ultron robot swiftly flew in front of Du Mu, holding a pale-faced, white-haired old man in its hand.

The white-haired old man was being held by the back of his collar by the Ultron robot, suspended a hundred meters in the air. Looking at Du Mu, who exuded an evil aura, he couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Who...who are you?"

"What's the rush? Everyone's not here yet."

Du Mu did not answer.

Soon, one after another, Ultron robots sped down from the city below, each carrying a terrified figure in its hand.

Without exception, they were all high-ranking members of humanity.

The white-haired old man watched this scene, his face turning ashen.

Clearly, the other side had complete intelligence on them and knew their identities perfectly well.

Du Mu checked the time: "Not bad, not bad. It took less than an hour, breaking the speedrun record."

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The white-haired old man mustered his courage and asked again, "Who exactly are you?"

Du Mu smiled and said, "Brotherhood leader, Doom."

"The Brotherhood leader!?"

The white-haired old man shuddered.

Of course he knew about this infamous mutant organization; Magneto was its leader back then.

Now, Magneto is still alive, yet he willingly steps down to the sidelines, allowing this young man to take the position of leader of the Brotherhood.

This means that this person is far more terrifying than Magneto.

The white-haired old man's mind raced with wild imaginations, scaring himself half to death. He forced himself to remain calm and asked, "Then what do you want to do?"

Du Mu chuckled and said, "Isn't it obvious? Of course, we're here to negotiate with you."

White-haired old man:

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Looking at the sky full of Ultron robots and the human executives being carried around, he couldn't see any trace of negotiation.

"Don't worry, I've always been a gentle and easy-going person who loves peace, unlike Magneto who is so extreme."

Du Mu smiled kindly: "I heard you weren't very satisfied with the conditions we proposed earlier? That's alright, feel free to voice your opinions, and we can discuss them slowly."

Upon hearing this, a high-ranking human, who was usually arrogant, instinctively said, "Your conditions are simply outrageous and unreasonable. We cannot agree to them."

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Before he could finish speaking, the Ultron robot he was carrying suddenly let go of him.

A piercing scream tore through the sky.

The high-ranking human leader then performed a trapeze act, disappearing from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

The countless high-ranking human leaders instantly fell silent, not daring to even breathe, fearing they would be the next to be thrown down.

Du Mu was very dissatisfied: "This person is so rude. He left without finishing his sentence. He doesn't understand any manners at all."

Human leaders: "6"

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Du Mu glanced at the terrified crowd, his smile still kind: "And what about you? Feel free to voice your opinions, don't hold back."

Everyone shook their heads vigorously, like rattles.

After seeing the fate of that guy who elbowed the ground from 100 meters away, who would dare to offer any opinions?

Du Mu clapped his hands with a cheerful smile: "Since no one is saying anything, that means there are no objections. Then I'll trouble everyone to sign the peace agreement and then just follow the terms on it."

"Okay, okay, we understand, we'll sign!"

The white-haired old man quickly agreed, not daring to utter the slightest rebuttal.

He had already realized that he had long since lost the right to negotiate.

The enemy has even breached their headquarters; taking their lives would be a piece of cake for them.

They had no other choice but to obediently sign; otherwise, they would be the ones elbowing the ground.

The Ultron robot put them back on the ground and tossed the prepared agreement to the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man stared at the densely packed clauses on the agreement, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally gritted his teeth and signed it.

Of course, this was just a formality.

Whether he signs it or not, the outcome is already decided.

With just a command from Du Mu, the Ultron robot army could wipe out the entire city in no time, and if he wanted, the whole of America could be his.

However, Du Mu had no intention of ruling the world or anything like that.

His mission is to help mutants escape their desperate situation and save this world filled with despair, not to make mutants the rulers of the earth.

If the human side is pushed too far, it might trigger a counterattack, leading to a lose-lose situation. Although with the Ultron robot army, humanity is unlikely to recover, Du Mu doesn't want to waste time on this; it would be completely unnecessary.

Besides, he'll have to leave this world eventually. Even if he takes over the whole country, he'll only enjoy it for a few days, which is practically meaningless.

With the formal signing of this agreement, the decades-long war between humans and mutants has finally come to a complete end.

The first thing to do after the agreement takes effect is to destroy all Sentinel robots across the United States simultaneously.

As the culprits who nearly wiped out the mutant race, the Sentinel robots must disappear; only in this way can the tragedy be prevented from happening again to the greatest extent possible.

Ultron took full charge of the destruction work, not only destroying all existing Sentinel robots, but also cleaning up all related data such as technical drawings and R&D records, leaving no room for future problems.

Of course, Sentinel robots are not only found within the United States.

Even though the Ultron robot army has wiped out a large number of them, there are still many Sentinel robots scattered around the world that need to be cleaned up by Ultron robots.

As for the white-haired old man and the group of human high-ranking officials, Du Mu was too lazy to care about them. He simply took the devices that could block telepathy and left them to the mutants to deal with as they saw fit.

Without the device to block telepathy, they are nothing more than puppets in Professor X's eyes.

Besides that, there is another extremely important matter.

That is, mutants want to establish their own country.

This decision was reached by Professor X and Magneto, and had little to do with Du Mu.

If it were him, why build a country? He'd just make Earth his own, and then there wouldn't be any need for countries.

However, Du Mu did not interfere. These two old men had been playing against the odds their whole lives, and they had been hoping for this day to come, so he let them have a good time.

And so, the new mutant nation was officially born, named Krakow.

They have no trouble finding a place to stay. Since the Sentinel robots went out of control globally, many small and medium-sized countries have simply disappeared in the chaos, leaving plenty of unclaimed land. They can just open a world map and pick a decent spot.

With the abilities of mutants, rebuilding a country is not difficult at all.

Thus, the mutants, who had been wandering for decades, finally had a home that truly belonged to them.

Seeing this, Charles remarked with great emotion, "Establishing a nation for mutants seems like a very good idea."

Du Mu nodded: "It's really good. Actually, I've always had this idea: to find some no man's land and establish a mutant nation. I've even chosen the location."

Charles asked curiously, "Where?"

Du Mu chuckled and said, "It's not far, but there are a lot of wild monsters there. Once we clear them out, we can move in directly. That place also has an awful name, something like America."

Charles:

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Are you sure that's no man's land?