Chapter Ninety-Five: Brotherly Reunion, Human Flesh Sandbag
After touring the three labs, Luke returned to the Mutant Project team in Bolivar.
S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intelligence network has not yet been rolled out, and it is time-consuming and labor-intensive to discover and train elite agents.
Like James Bond, Ethan Hunter, Jason Bourne, Yan Double Eagles...... They all belong to rare elite cards, and it is normal that they will not be able to draw them for a while.
As for the director of the boiled egg, Luke didn't go out of his way to look for it.
The low-profile version of Nick Fury, who has not yet grown, is of little use in recruiting.
Anyway, these plot characters will appear sooner or later.
After all, as the saying goes, the traverser of flowing water, the coulson of iron.
The man whose hairline is increasingly dangerous is a novice village guide on the Marvel set, and he will definitely not be unknown.
"General, he's James Howlett."
The person in charge pointed to a tall, muscular man with a beard.
Inside Laboratory Three, there is a rest area for mutants.
Not long ago, the military found Wolverine, who had been missing for many days.
The other party ran to the neon island country for some reason, and I heard that he almost received an atomic bomb head-on.
Luke looked at Wolverine alive and energetic.
I have to sigh that the self-healing factor is really unreasonable.
Wolverine was devastated by the heat and shock wave of the atomic bomb to the point that only a skeleton remained, which could repair itself.
"It's pretty fast."
Luke smiled, as the commander of the Allied forces in the Southwest Pacific Theater, MacArthur, who was in charge of the military occupation of the Neon Island nation after the war, heard that Lou, the youngest major general on the mainland, was searching for a missing GI.
The other party was happy to sell face, and with an order, he mobilized his strength and easily found Wolverine.
This thing is a tall Caucasian person, and it is extremely eye-catching in the neon island country.
"Congratulations, brotherly reunion."
Luke walked into the rest area, where there were a few other mutants besides the brothers Sabertooth and Wolverine.
All of them have been paid special attention to by S.H.I.E.L.D., and after a period of investigation, they have been contacted and contained.
However, there are very few mutants who are worth recruiting, and not everyone in this special group of genetic mutations enjoys the satisfaction that comes with their unique superpowers.
Since it is genetic evolution, there are bound to be examples of failure.
Mutants also have a hierarchy, the lowest level of the Epsilon level, many of which are typical cases of evolutionary failure.
Either the skin color or appearance has been changed, or it has a major defect.
Luke once saw a child who looked like a hedgehog, and when he was emotional, clumps of sharp hairs like steel needles would appear on the surface of his skin.
Frankly, this ability is both life-threatening and useless, and there is no room for improvement.
To that child, it was like a curse of deformity.
Therefore, he took the initiative to become an experimenter on leech serum, wanting to get rid of his mutant identity.
There are many more cases like this, powerful alpha-class mutants like the bald professor, Magneto, and talented omega-class mutants like Phoenix Girl and Franklin, are always in the minority.
Many more suffer from genetic mutations, and for them, "mutants" are a damned disease rather than a gift from God.
According to data analysis obtained by Bolívar, twenty percent of the mutant population are Epsilon class that has failed evolution.
Fifty percent are Delta-class with no major flaws, but weak abilities.
The number of alpha classes may be as low as ten percent.
As for the legendary Omega class, it is a golden unique card and basically rarely appears.
So it's ridiculous that Sebastian Shaw and Magneto are trying to build a mutant kingdom with the kind of regime that is strong enough to rule the world.
Because, the genetic defects of the mutant population alone cannot be compensated.
Not to mention normal reproduction and population increase.
"Thank you for helping me get Jimmy back, General."
The saber-toothed tiger thanked Luke while calling his brother's nickname and acting as a brother.
Wolverine, who was standing next to him, was dumbfounded, a little skeptical that something was wrong with his ears.
It's unbelievable that Victor, a grumpy old brother, can say the word "thanks"!
"I thought you were just going to say, 'Mom Mess with Fake.'"
Wolverine couldn't help but complain, and was directly elbowed on the abdomen by the old brother saber-toothed tiger.
The latter smiled stiffly, trying to show his docile side.
Victor the saber-toothed tiger did this to avoid being pulled into slices by the dwarf scientist named Bolívar.
These days, that damn dwarf is always looking back and forth with faggot-like eager eyes, as if he is wondering which part of the knife is better.
Victor the saber-toothed tiger is about to be scared out of the psychological shadows, he can't fight and fight, he can't escape, and he has to endure Bolivar's covetous gaze every day.
I can't live this day!
If it weren't for Luke's presence, Victor the saber-toothed tiger would definitely have to complain to his brother Wolverine.
Sabertooth Tiger: Do you know how I've been doing these days?
Wolverine: Shake your head.jpg
Sabertooth Tiger: You'll find out soon.
Wolverine: ......
"James Howlett, let me see what you're capable of."
Luke glanced at the young Uncle Wolf and couldn't help but feel pity when he saw the pair of sharp bone claws.
Wolverine, which is not infused with Edelman metal in its body, is a bit unworthy of its name.
"Since you're both here, let's come over and spar together."
After a casual exchange, Luke took off his coat and moved his muscles.
In the past few days, thanks to Victor the Saber-toothed Tiger acting as a sandbag for training, Knell's skill card "Master of Sports" has almost become muscle memory.
"Fighting? You can't do it......"
"General, forget it. We're no match for you anyway! ”
Victor, the saber-toothed tiger, interrupts his brother's act of death, and he understands very well that the so-called "sparring" is to be a movable human flesh punching bag.
Even if there is a self-healing factor in the body, the injury will recover.
But I'm not a masochist, I naturally like to be beaten, and there's no need to experience this terrible process of being beaten hard.
Wolverine looked at his brother in shock, his eyes full of disbelief.
Is this still the Victor I know?
What happened to him during this time?
How do you become elegant and easy-going?
As a series of questions popped up, Wolverine had some suspicions that it was not his irascible old brother who appeared in front of him, but someone else.
"Then let James Howlett come first - the mutants here have code names, and you can pick one too."
Luke didn't bother to pronounce his name directly, and said, "How is 'Logan'?" Use your middle name. ”
"No problem. You're the boss here, it's up to you. ”
Wolverine's eyes darkened for a moment, and he nodded in agreement.
James and Logan, both his father's names.
"Victor, you don't look like a tough guy at all. Isn't fighting something you're good at? ”
Wolverine, who had a new name, scoffed, and continued, "General—if I hurt you, will I be locked up?" ”
Luke shook his head and smiled, "No, Logan." To be honest, I haven't experienced an injury in a long time, and I'd be happy if you could let me relive it. ”
"On the contrary, General, I get wounded almost every day."
Wolverine Logan grinned, revealing a bit of wildness.
He's not as grumpy as his brother, but his temper isn't good.
I remember when Professor Charles and Magneto were looking for their mutant compatriots, they found Wolverine and just introduced themselves, and they received a "fuck off".
directly let the two leaders of the mutant camp return in vain.
It's no wonder that Magneto, who later saw Wolverine once, must have beaten him severely.
It is estimated that it is more grudgeful!
"Take care, Jimmy."
Victor, the saber-toothed tiger, patted his brother on the shoulder and advised, "When you find that you can't resist, you can try...... Enjoy that feeling. ”
"It won't hurt too much, only for a while."
Rogan heard his brother's words inexplicably.
He then followed Luke into the spacious, reinforced training room made of alloy.
It didn't take long for a continuous roar to be heard inside.