July 12th.
For the television industry, today was a day worth recording in history.
Because the World's first communication relay satellite, Telstar1, was put into use for the first time, the first satellite television live broadcast in history would be conducted.
The entire North America and Europe would be able to watch the program through the broadcast.
The United States government, of course, would not give up such a good opportunity, so the program they prepared for the entire World was—President John Kennedy's speech!
In Fang Yuan's previous life, Kennedy's talk was postponed, so the final live broadcast was a baseball game.
But this time, Kennedy's speech was not postponed; he even chose New York as the location for his public address!
As for the reason, Fang Yuan smiled without speaking, while Charles had a good rest.
Telepathy is just so useful.
Of course, Fang Yuan didn't overdo it; he merely had Charles impose strong psychological suggestions on a few key figures, leading them to make this choice themselves.
"Is this distance okay, Eric?" Fang Yuan asked Magneto, who was beside him, looking at the distant iron scaffold.
That was a temporarily erected platform, over twenty meters high, for reporters and photographers in the distance.
It was about a hundred meters from Fang Yuan and the others.
"No problem." Eric nodded.
That's right, they were about to do something bad.
After all the busy preparations, which even gave a younger Professor X a headache, Fang Yuan naturally had big plans.
He and Eric each wore a hat, standing in the crowd. Most of the men around them were dressed similarly, so no one noticed them.
"But what happened to your face?" Eric was surprised; he saw a slightly red patch on Fang Yuan's face.
"Cough, cough, it's nothing."
Fang Yuan rubbed it with his hand, and it returned to normal.
Of course, he couldn't explain the reason.
"Who knew The Twins' older and younger sisters still lived together? It was so dark without the lights on, how was I supposed to tell them apart?" He muttered to himself.
"Is that Angel?"
Eric gestured with his chin towards one of the priests among a group below the iron scaffold; that was a representative of the church.
A part of Kennedy's speech this time was related to the church, so some church members were also present.
Fang Yuan also saw Warren among the priests; his golden hair was quite noticeable, and because the priestly robes were quite loose, no one noticed the wings hidden inside.
"That's right." Fang Yuan replied.
"Is he ready?" Eric asked, "After today, he'll be in the eye of the storm."
Fang Yuan nodded, his tone full of satisfaction: "I told him, but Warren said this is for all our companions, and he can endure the turmoil."
He paused: "I will help him too."
"Good."
Eric suddenly felt full of motivation. At 32 years old, he had spent the first 32 years of his life fighting alone. Now, with so many companions fighting for their kind, he was extremely excited.
"At your command." He said softly.
Fang Yuan also clearly felt Eric's excitement and was secretly pleased.
A sense of collective honor can bring great subjective initiative; the ancestors did not deceive me.
However, Fang Yuan wasn't exactly misleading them. After all, while he was doing it for rewards, his actions had indeed made significant contributions to the survival of Mutants.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration for Mutants all over the World to bow down to him.
Kennedy's speech began quickly, and Fang Yuan listened for a while as well.
It must be said that Kennedy truly deserved to be the President with the highest approval rating; his speech was very captivating, lively, and considerate of the public.
No wonder in his previous life, even though he was President for only two years and ten months, he was still revered by U.S. citizens as one of the greatest Presidents.
Of course, it might also be due to the assassination bonus, after all, the dead are always honored...
But whenever Fang Yuan saw him, he couldn't help but think of impolite things like "brain-opening," "convertible car," and "as long as I'm alive, the rabbits can't build an atomic bomb."
Oh no, the last one is very polite.
Because Kennedy was sensible and knew how to take responsibility for his words. The year before the rabbits developed an atomic bomb, he was already gone.
Of course, this is another World now; the characters are similar to, yet different from, those in Fang Yuan's previous life, so it's just for fun, no need to take it too seriously.
"And... it seems Kennedy is also a Mutant."
Soon, Fang Yuan's thoughts returned from memes and plot, because the time was almost up, and they had more important things to do.
He nodded slightly at Eric.
Upon receiving the signal, Eric remained calm, making no movements that would attract attention.
But behind the scenes, his ability had already activated. The support pillars of the distant reporters' iron scaffold suddenly underwent a slight deformation, and the entire platform instantly tilted. The dozen or so reporters and photographers on it stumbled, and some even fell.
"Ah!"
"Danger!"
"Help!"
The commotion here was immediately noticed by the surrounding crowd. Seeing people in danger, the entire venue became noisy, and even Kennedy's speech was interrupted.
Soldiers quickly surrounded Kennedy, protecting him in the middle, while Kennedy loudly shouted: "Quick, save them!"
Soldiers and Police rushed towards the high platform, and the live broadcast cameras also focused on the platform.
Fortunately, the iron scaffold was only slightly deformed, and the reporters on it quickly ran down. However, due to the narrow stairs, they could only pass one by one.
And because the reporters were very panicked, those running down were stepping very heavily, and the deformation of the iron scaffold suddenly intensified.
"Walk lightly, walk lightly!"
The Police below quickly shouted.
The trapped staff complied. As people came down one by one, the deformed part of the iron scaffold completely gave way, breaking on the spot, and the entire platform toppled over.
And there were still two men and one woman who hadn't managed to evacuate, all falling from a high altitude at this moment!
"Ah!"
The public screamed, many closing their eyes in tension, unable to bear witnessing the next scene.
Others continuously made the sign of the cross, praying for the three people.
But everyone knew that falling from a height of over twenty meters meant no chance of survival.
The live broadcast cameras aimed at the scene quickly moved away, to avoid broadcasting the tragic sight, while other reporters on site didn't care as much, their cameras never stopping.
However, the staff in the distance, preparing to cut the live broadcast, found that the button had inexplicably lost its function.
In that instant, a figure suddenly rushed out. The person was wearing a priestly robe, and most of the crowd on site had an impression of him; he was a member of the church team.
This person was, of course, Warren.
He ran towards the iron scaffold, his back suddenly bulging. With two ripping sounds, a pair of pure White wings tore through his clothes and emerged. Then, under the shocked gaze of everyone, he actually flapped his wings and took flight!
"Angel!"
Someone shouted, and others immediately reacted. Wasn't this the much-talked-about Superhero, the Mutant Angel?
"Shoot him!"
"Shoot him!"
The reporters present shouted frantically, and the live broadcast cameras also focused on him.
Angel flew up, quickly grabbing a man and a woman, one in each hand. Then, just as another man was about to hit the ground, he caught him between his feet. After adjusting his posture again in flight, he slowly descended.
At this moment, everyone watching this channel on their televisions witnessed this astonishing scene.
"Oh my God!"
"Angel has descended to Earth!"
At this moment, the entire World erupted.
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