The situation surrounding mutants was incredibly complex—so complex that even figures like Magneto and Professor X, who had been both allies and adversaries for decades, had failed to change anything fundamental. Despite society's progress, public attitudes toward mutants had barely shifted. That was mostly because people had no real way of understanding them. For many, Elsa's emergence might be their first real exposure to what a mutant even was.
That's why Frozen's debut was no less impactful than Martin Luther King's "I Have a Dream."
But the root of the issue wasn't something a single movie could fix. That meant Elsa still had a lot of work ahead. She needed to deliver more outstanding performances—and, just as importantly, she had to show the positive side of mutants again and again.
After Jean finished speaking, it was Elsa's turn.
This wasn't really her responsibility. But now that she had friends at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, she couldn't just stand by: "There will come a day when mutants and humans live in harmony. I believe in that completely, and it's the goal I work toward."
Short and clear. Bob took a new look at Elsa. Seemed like this young woman had quite a bit of ambition.
Finally, the reporter turned to Liu A'dou, signaling that he'd like to hear his view as well.
"Film is one of the most widely accepted modern art forms. Back when I worked as a reporter, I did a survey—80% of citizens had been to the theater. So I believe movies are a powerful platform. Casting mutants in leading roles isn't some announcement about their existence. As Dr. Jean said, mutants have always existed. People just haven't understood them. Elsa will go down in history as the first brave mutant to step into the light. I'm not a mutant. I'm just a regular guy with no powers. But I know that we can either sit back and watch people sink deeper into ignorance, or stand up and tell the truth. Whether you're a mutant or not, we're all human. And it's time to come together—because the space age is upon us. If we can't unite now, how are we supposed to face all the alien life out there in the universe?"
Bob hadn't expected Liu A'dou to think that far ahead. "You believe humanity's ready to head into space? From what I know, that's still a long way off." He was from Metropolis, where aliens were not unheard of—explorers, refugees, all sorts, though none were a match for Superman. Still, while aliens existed, the idea of humans joining the center of galactic civilization seemed far-fetched. Aliens and Superman alike had often said humans were primitive, stuck on the edge of the galaxy, still needing to learn and grow. Basically, there was still a massive gap between Earth and other advanced civilizations.
But was that really the truth?
In other universes, maybe. But in the world of superheroes, they already had power enough to survive in the stars. Even if Earth didn't announce itself to the galaxy, as long as there were superheroes, galactic villains would eventually come looking. That was unavoidable. Liu A'dou knew this. The real problem was getting others to believe it. "At the very least, that's what I believe. Mutants and humans working together is the future, whether you believe it or not—I do."
"…You're a tough one." The reporter was speechless for a moment. "Mr. Liu, your optimism is inspiring. I hope you're right—I hope humanity really will venture into space and meet the unknown. That'd give me a lot more stories to cover." He chuckled to ease the atmosphere. "Alright, last question. May I ask Dr. Jean and Ms. Elsa something?"
"Please go ahead."
"Let's start by taking a look at this." Bob picked up a tablet from the side and used the hotel wifi to pull up a webpage. "Please review this and share your thoughts."
It was a private site, and the name said it all: Die, Mutants.
A forum filled with mutant hate. Every page was choked with insults and slurs. There were countless crude, vile photoshopped images—mocking, degrading, and smearing mutants without restraint.
Jean took one look at the content on the screen and immediately shut the tablet, not letting Elsa see it. There were far too many indecent photoshopped images—completely unacceptable.
"What are you trying to do?" Jean questioned sharply.
"This has nothing to do with me. When you search for 'mutants,' this site pops up. It gets tons of traffic. It's right below the official Frozen website. Didn't you notice?"
No, they hadn't noticed. But this site was utterly disgusting. Jean was practically itching to hack into it and drag out the webmaster piece by piece.
"This website's been live for several days now. I wonder how that makes you feel?"
"Feel?" Jean was clearly furious. The shameless slander, the vicious defamation—it was all baseless. "I'll sue them."
Luckily, she didn't show any hint of violence. Instead, she responded with reason and a willingness to take legal action.
"Leave this to me. I'll handle it." Liu A'dou had glanced over some of it just now and was furious too.
Bob nodded slightly. Even provoked, Jean hadn't lost her temper. That showed she was more self-controlled than most people. It also proved what she said about training and learning to manage powers was more than just talk.
"Don't get too upset. Obviously, there are still a lot of people who don't like mutants. Does that shake your confidence?"
But it was Liu A'dou who spoke up: "Doesn't this just reinforce the film's closing line?"
'I've seen noble mutants… and despicable humans.' That line was the soul of the entire movie. Of course Bob knew it. Now that it had been brought up, it made him feel like he'd been lumped in with the despicable ones. He always used the harshest methods to provoke and probe for the truth in his interviews.
"The more things are like this," Liu A'dou said, "the more we have to show the strengths of mutants. We have to keep showing their good side—make people confront their own ugliness." Though in his mind, he was already planning to go home and hack that website into oblivion.
These three really were exceptional people. Even in the face of such provocation, they kept their cool. Bob had to admit it—this disproved the stereotype that mutants were ticking time bombs. Mutants didn't instinctively rely on their powers to disrupt social order. At least when faced with conflict, they thought like anyone else.
But that still wasn't enough. Piranha Bob wasn't finished.
"You've all handled yourselves well. Even when you're angry, you show more composure than most people. Honestly, if most people saw that kind of abuse online, they'd probably smash their computers. Yet you didn't. That makes me wonder—were you really even angry?"
"I'm angry. And I'd love to debate those people face to face. But years of learning have taught me restraint. Having superpowers doesn't mean we should use them to vent our emotions. Powers are tools—tools to shape nature, no different than a screwdriver or wrench in our hands. And we don't use a screwdriver as a weapon. That would go against the purpose it was made for. The same logic applies to superpowers."
Jean truly lived up to her title as one of the X-Men's brightest minds and Professor X's prized pupil. Her answer was perfect. Even Bob silently applauded. This was the kind of statement that could change public perception. He'd half expected to get blasted with powers during this interview—but the actual outcome had been entirely unexpected. This trip had absolutely been worth it. Now he finally understood why mutants wanted to make a movie—because they'd been misunderstood for so long that they had no choice but to step forward and reveal their true selves.
"Well then, one final request—would it be alright if we took a photo?"
Liu A'dou and Elsa had no problem. Jean hesitated for a moment, then declined. Bob didn't push it. He took individual photos of Elsa and Liu A'dou and even asked for their autographs.
With the interview over, the newly changed Bob saw them off at the hotel lobby, then rushed back to his room to write his article.
The title: "The Spark of the Mutants."