Antidote.

That one word alone clearly illustrates the abilities of this little mutant.

It's just that the name really doesn't match its abilities.

After all, what inhibition and elimination represent are completely different, and there is a fundamental difference in substance.

But this alone does have an effect, and it also has a suppression effect on Magneto, a fourth-level mutant.

Although it can be seen at the end of the movie, Magneto's inhibition ability gradually wears off shortly after, and it doesn't take long for this to happen, just a little after the loss of his ability in Alcatraz World War, if only enough to make the chess shake.

It's just that it has nothing to do with what Harry thinks or what he wants to do now.

Now what he wants to do is a temptation, a simple temptation.

Harry knew that all his abilities came from his own mysterious system, but this system was really mysterious, and he himself had never had any memory of the origin of this system, which seemed to come out of thin air, and he couldn't figure it out.

And he attaches great importance to his own safety, and in this world where the technology tree is obviously crooked, some precautions must be done, and he has made some measures.

The first item is whether you are reproducible.

You must know that in the Marvel world, even Thor, an alien god who does not belong to the earth, has been made into a clone, and the strength of the clone itself is not weaker than the main body, and the source of such a clone is only because of a hair of Thor collected on the battlefield.

Harry hasn't forgotten that on the Stark Tower, Thor was once stabbed by Loki?! suddenly, and the murder weapon that possessed his blood was casually thrown to the ground.

And since Thor can be cloned and copied, what about himself? This is really a problem.

So Harry asked Dr. Carl to study his blood, of course, this was done under his nose, even if he believed Dr. Carl enough, but the scientist's obsession made Harry have to be cautious.

It's just that this result makes Harry a little psychologically conflicted, because his blood doesn't have any peculiarities, nothing, just like ordinary people.

In addition to the strong cell activity, his genes are not different from ordinary people, not even the appearance of the god body, which obviously changes the genes.

This result made him wonder in his heart, but even so, his second step was carried out.

Imitating that character, and having the same ability, maybe what he does today may save his life in the future.

With a strong telepathic ability, another rebirth is indeed possible.

Harry looked at the little boy in front of him, slowly approaching the past step by step, and at the same time realized the change in himself.

The power of the phoenix is an ancient power, but it is an ability that does not belong to mutants, so it is naturally unaffected.

Similarly, none of these abilities were affected by Thor's divine body, the infinite power of wrath from the Hulk, the power of electric energy from Victor Doom, and the invisible stance from Susan.

The mental power changes infinitely, and the heart moves at will, and at this time, there is no stagnation, it runs freely, and the telepathy is not affected in any way. It's just that his own mental power is very strong, and even before he got Professor X's telepathic ability, some simple uses can be done, which is not enough to explain anything.

It's just that its own control of the magnetic field, its perception of space, and the activity of its own cells are not affected in any way.

Other words......

"Is that it? Ha! He muttered as his palm landed on the little bald head of the antidote.

No, nothing has changed.

It seems that he still has nothing in common with mutants at all, after all, the abilities of mutants come from the X gene in their body genes, and Harry's ability, he is much more mysterious, even Harry himself doesn't know where the ability comes from.

The corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and the worry in his heart instantly dissipated, so his hand couldn't help rubbing it on the little bald head. It feels good.

I don't know if it's because Harry's affinity is stronger, or because the little bald head is a little curious about Harry's unfamiliar figure, even if Harry's hand is rubbing his head around, he doesn't even show the same wary expression as he does to Warren Washington.

This scene seemed strange to Warren Washington, who in the past could not have made this little mutant so relaxed even by the people he had found with his affinity, but he was surprised that Harry had not been wary of his contact.

"You're funny, but you shouldn't be here," Harry said with a smile on his face, looking at the little bald head known as the antidote.

Even if this little mutant has no effect on his ability, he has a limit to the influence of a powerful mutant like Magneto, but it is a fact that his ability will suppress the power of the mutant race, so the existence of this little mutant is too troublesome, Harry believes that the ability of this little mutant is enough to make many forces excited, and that careerist doesn't want to control a mutant army of his own? It's just that the previous news has been blocked, and today this little bald head is still locked up on this small island.

Of course, if this little guy's abilities work for him, he will definitely solve this hidden danger immediately, and there is only Warren Washington here, even if Harry's abilities are not used, there is no problem at all.

But it turned out that it didn't need to be.

In this way, the killing intent in his heart immediately dissipated.

With the hook of Harry's fingers, because Warren Washington suddenly came just now, the frightened little bald head threw away the gamepad in his hand and immediately floated up and fell into Harry's hands.

"Give!" Softly, Harry delivered the thing to the little one.

The little bald head took it, but his eyes fell on Harry's hand, but he seemed to be a little puzzled why Harry could use such a thing that shouldn't happen around him by his side. He had experienced countless experiments, and naturally knew his ability, but at this time, the impossible happened.

The little bald head couldn't figure it out, so he raised his head, his brows furrowed slightly, and his big blue eyes were full of questions.

"Huh!" Harry smiled at this, patted the little bald head, then got up, turned to Warren Washington, and said, "Mr. Washington, let's go, I want to hear what you have to say next." ”

Warren Washington nodded in agreement, and Harry's words made his heart excited.

The salvation he wants may be about to begin.