Saya smiled sweetly.

She looks like she is about fourteen or fifteen years old, with an innocent and childish face with a slightly baby fat, and her long pale green waist-length hair and bright eyes and teeth reflect each other, making her look more bright and vibrant.

Her long dress, more precisely a sundress woven from mineralized bone tissue, hung languidly over her slender shoulders, her delicate collarbones dazzlingly white.

"Gott~"

Saya lightly opened her teeth and spat a lump of flesh mixed with mouse hair into her hand.

The lump of flesh was red and black, and if you looked closely, you could faintly see half of the undigested tail.

Saya tilted her head in thought for a moment, and just as she wanted to swallow the lump again, Bane slapped her away, pinched the back of her neck, and turned around and walked into the laboratory.

Sebastian looked at the door sign in the lab that read "Biochemistry and Cell Biology Laboratory" and remained silent, suddenly realizing that his fate could be dire.

As he thought, Charles pushed his wheelchair and continued to move forward, turning corner after corner to the "Regenerative Medicine Laboratory".

Professor Charles knocked on the door, and there was a "Please come in" from inside the door.

It's a fairly clean and tidy office, and everything is neatly furnished.

The most conspicuous of course are the several whiteboards placed around the desk. Those whiteboards are densely packed with stick figures of various organs, not only human beings, but also the internal organs of other animals, which look extremely complicated.

The corner of each whiteboard is pasted with a goose-yellow piece of paper, and a line of small characters is written on the paper.

"Brother Ataste's Human Modification Program"

Dr. Stephen Strange stood in the middle of these whiteboards, his bloodshot eyes and his hair dishevelled like a bird's nest, all of which were highly excited.

"The bone strengthening organ implanted in the subject's body must monitor the subject's physiological condition in real time and secrete hormones for bone healing and strengthening...."

Dr. Strange muttered to himself, almost madly, "Not only that, but the new type of bone tissue cultivated by the Bone Strengthening Organ must also be able to absorb the ceramic compounds added to the subject's rations.

As a result, in just two years, the subject's ribcage will ossify, and the ribs will become bone plates, staggered and overlapped with each other, increasing the upper limit of the body's output....."

With that, he rushed to the front of the whiteboard again, "In order to enhance survivability, a large organ will be implanted in the inside of the chest cavity, which can serve as the tail of the pre-digested forehead." In this way, the modified subject can easily digest the ignorance that could not be digested...."

He was so engrossed that Professor Charles, who was a visitor, had to cough heavily to pull Dr. Strange back from his personal fantasy world.

"Uh, I'm sorry, Professor Charles, I'm distracted."

Dr. Strange rubbed his dry eyes and nodded apologetically to Professor X, while the corner of his eye involuntarily glanced at the whiteboard, "Is there anything wrong with you?" ”

"I'm here to ask you for a tube of mild traits."

Professor Charles sighed and said gently, "But honestly, you need to rest, Dr. Strange. ”

"Rest, yes, I need to rest..."

A hint of confusion flashed across Strange's face, and he was no longer as emotional as he had been before—Sebastian knew that this was the result of Charles' use of the Mind Interference ability.

Dr. Strange walked back to his desk with vague steps, and pulled out a syringe and a tube of unidentified solution from the desk drawer.

After handing it to Professor Charles, he sat down in his chair slowly, tilted his head and closed his eyes, and after a while a slight snoring was heard.

Professor Charles skillfully draws the solution into the syringe, carefully expelling the air hidden in the syringe.

Sebastian faintly felt that something was wrong, and said in a deep voice: "Wait, what are you going to do?" ”

"Save your life."

Professor Charles rolled up Sebastian's sleeve with great calmness and said softly, "Your life energy is going to be drained by Selena, and if you don't take any more measures, you will soon die of organ failure." ”

I think I'm good like that.

Sebastian wanted to resist, but Professor Charles, who had undergone artificial organ modification, was not at all as old and weak as he appeared - judging from the test results, Professor Charles's bench press data could reach 250 kilograms, which is completely enough to beat a fitness instructor all the way.

As a result, Sebastian, who looked like a delicate girl, was forced to be injected intravenously, and a whole tube of unknown medicine flowed into the bloodstream.

"What did you do to me?"

Sebastian's eyes widened, and his original indestructible worldview was completely shaken along the way in the underground laboratory, and he had the greatest fear of Charles, who could be regarded as an old enemy.

"It's just a tube of primitive cells with mild traits."

Professor Charles said calmly: "This kind of cell can repair your wounds, stop the blood, and subtly enhance your physiology, so that you will not easily collapse in the next experiment." ”

Experiment?

Sebastian Shaw immediately grasped the key to this sentence, and the powerful mutant from the Hellfire Club, who claimed to be the world's top elite, said in a trembling voice: "What experiment? ”

Professor Charles glanced at him and whispered, "I'm sorry, but my main focus is psychology, not mutant genomics. The specifics of this regard may be left to Mr. Leon's judgment. ”

"No!"

Sebastian didn't want to face the demon at all, he grabbed Professor Charles's wrist, and said almost begging for mercy: "You are the founder of the X-Men, the chairman of the Academy City Coordinating Council, Charles, I know you are a good person, you have to save me, I am willing to ....."

Professor Charles smiled pathetically and said with some complicated emotions: "Do you really think that the person in charge here is me?" ”

Sebastian's pupils dilated suddenly, his upper and lower teeth chattering, and the clicking sound was in unison, "Isn't it?" ”

"The reason why I can become the chairman of the School City Planning Council is just that my conditions are suitable,"

Professor Charles shook his head and whispered, "I'm not the administrator of the city, I'm just a portrait of someone who was pushed to the front of the stage." I can't do anything other than act as a representative, negotiate with forces outside the school, or stamp approval projects as a mascot. ”

Speaking of this, Professor Charles sighed a little lonely, "Actually, I can't even be sure that my original subordinates, Logan, Scott, Jean, Hank... Who exactly are the people to whom they are loyal now? ”