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"Damn it, why didn't you tell me something this important sooner!"

Upon hearing these things, Falcon cursed Steve in annoyance.

"Haha~ You left in such a hurry, I didn't have time to say it."

"I didn't want to get up, so I quickly called you."

Steve smiled and said upon hearing this.

Miss Sarah also said that it is perfectly acceptable for other civilizations to go to the Xandar Empire to study or work and stay for a period of time.

However, obtaining official Xandarian residency is extremely difficult.

The initial path of Blue Star's future development will definitely follow the lead of the Xandar Empire, its older brother.

The former's view serves as a teacher to the latter, offering a bright path for human civilization, which has not yet established itself in the universe, to learn from. There is certainly no reason not to learn from it.

The Xandar Empire was also frequently visited by peoples of different civilizations for study, trade, work, and so on.

They simply wanted to establish themselves on Xandar, the stronghold of the Xandar Empire.

It's impossible for the Black population to be so outrageously large as it was in the past, causing such immense chaos.

"Although I don't know how difficult it is compared to the present situation, I do not know."

"But I will definitely find a way to come back in the future."

Falcon's initially overwhelming sadness was immediately alleviated by this news, and a smile appeared on his face.

Steve's words rekindled even more hope in Falcon's heart.

After rescuing others and being driven away, he would return to the land that had nurtured him.

"Yeah, I knew you'd say that."

"But don't expect me to give you special treatment."

"If I were to set up a case like this, I'm afraid Tony would kill me."

Steve jokingly remarked upon hearing Falcon's renewed spirit and confidence.

The tone was joking, but it also revealed that it was impossible to set a precedent for it.

"Do I look like someone who needs special connections to get where I am today, having achieved this status as a Black person in America?"

Sam Wilson, of course, knew the truth behind Steve's joking tone, but he didn't mind at all. He smiled confidently and spoke.

It wasn't easy for a Black man to climb to his current position.

"Well then, good luck, and see you in the future."

Steve smiled and said upon hearing this.

Steve then hung up the call.

"Steve really doesn't know how to get to the point."

"Let me show this ugly side of myself."

After the call ended, Falcon wiped away all the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, somewhat speechless but extremely happy.

He knew that this expulsion would lead to the formation of a community with a shared future for mankind.

His Black identity will certainly be met with more prejudice.

However, he has suffered countless prejudices in the past.

Unlike his fellow Black people who only morally blackmail others, he strives to truly stand out from the crowd, even at the cost of his own life.

His current special technological equipment wasn't something he begged for.

Rather, it was through his hard work, learning various kinds of knowledge, and demonstrating the courage to risk his life that he finally gained recognition.

"Congratulations, Falcon. It seems we'll meet again someday."

Ant-Man also heard what Mr. Steve Rogers had just said, and seeing Falcon smiling again, he went up to congratulate him.

"Well, before looking towards that future, let's deal with the present first."

Falcon nodded upon hearing this and said with a smile.

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On a private island.

"This guy has some guts; he's not so annoying."

Nebula looked at the Falcon and Ant-Man projected onto the screen of the Aegis fighter and spoke.

"Nebula, you can actually compliment people now?"

Drax's eyes widened when he heard Nebula's words.

"I was just saying what I felt. When have you ever seen me compliment someone?"

Nebula, noticing Drax's curious gaze, proudly raised her head and spoke.

"This falcon was implicated without being caught up in the situation."

"He must be a courageous and capable person to be called a hero."

"Whether or not they are expelled, truly capable people can earn the respect of others."

Star-Lord spoke up upon hearing this.

"It can only be said that the overall situation is so bad that it has affected a few individuals, causing them to suffer along with the rest of the population."

Gamora spoke up upon hearing this.

As beings active on the cosmic stage, they have seen far too many different species and are well aware of the rules of the universe.

In the universe, those who win respect are never necessarily from a particular race.

Even the Xandar Empire, known as the defenders of galactic peace, does not mean that all Xandars can earn the respect of others.

A large forest has all kinds of birds; the key question is whether the forest is a good one or a bad one.

The Xandarians are a good group; there will inevitably be a few scoundrels and scum among them, but if you remove the minority, the majority are good.

The black people on Earth are like a bad forest, mostly wicked bastards, but it cannot be denied that there are also a few good and outstanding people among them.

"That's true for Black people, but it's not true for Jews."

Steve smiled upon hearing this, but his eyes remained icy cold.

The Jews are the most adept at betrayal and gaining sympathy from others.

For Black people, it was expulsion, but this reckoning with the Jews is not as simple as just expulsion.

The whole world will show the Jews what human malice is.

"These people are finally gone. Time to sleep."

"I'll be busy in three days."

Rocket yawned, picked up his gun, and walked into the room assigned to them in the villa.

The rest of the Guardians of the Galaxy also went to sleep.

Steve was left alone on a chair in the courtyard outside the villa.

"Jarvis, thanks. I almost forgot if you hadn't reminded me."

Steve spoke softly into the space communicator in his hand.

"You're welcome."

"This is something Mr. Tony mentioned before."

“Being expelled from Earth doesn’t mean Falcon can’t return. If he has the ability, he can regain his human identity through the demands of the Community of Shared Future for Mankind.”

"Then his ability to come back is a testament to his skill."

Jarvis sensed Steve's intention and responded with a hint of amusement.

By then, only a very small number of truly talented individuals will be able to gain the recognition of the Ming Dynasty.

Unless some malignant tumors that must be removed emerge within the community of shared future for mankind.

Otherwise, it will be impossible for Black people to launch a large-scale invasion.

Upon hearing this, Steve smiled, then went inside the villa, turned off the lights, and everyone went straight to sleep.

Around 2 a.m., the private island returned to its tranquil atmosphere.

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For the various powers in Europe and America, this was destined to be a sleepless night, with gunfire echoing across the skies of each faction.

Spider-Man Peter Parker after his beloved Aunt May and Uncle Ben were taken care of by S.H.I.E.L.D.

He also moved about among the buildings in Queens, New York, under the hazy moonlight.

Quickly proceed to the locations where gunfire was heard to prevent further conflict.

Even within S.H.I.E.L.D.

At this time, due to the information disclosed online and the ensuing online flame war, there was some hostility in the eyes of those they were exchanging glances with.

Civil war could break out at any time. These are all special agents. While each of them may not be as skilled as a superhero, they are all among the most capable individuals in the world.

"Jed, what's with that look in your eyes?"

One of the tall, muscular Black agents, seeing the wary look in the eyes of a colleague he had worked with several times in the past, couldn't bear the oppressive atmosphere and blurted out the question.

"Hank, aren't my eyes obvious enough?"

"You should leave now."

Although the white agent known as Jed wasn't as muscular as the black agent, he was still a strong man with a six-pack, so he showed no fear and stood up to speak.

"Those are things they did. Don't you think it's going too far to involve us?"

Upon hearing Jade's words, Black agent Hank clenched his fists, his thick arms bulging with veins, as if he wanted to tear his agent uniform apart.

"This is not something they can simply dismiss with a single sentence."

"The crime rate among Black people is so high, you should blame your fellow countrymen."