Eric and Director Mograini met for two hours, during which they exchanged information and made private deals in the form of probing, promises, blackmail and threats, and finally reached a consensus. On the path of mutants seeking normalization, medical interests will not cause any obstacles and will give some assistance appropriately. In return, Eric paid for the spot ---- the corpse of an otherworldly bloodline, as well as the proceeds of future otherworldly adventures ---- future. Overall, the conversation was fruitful.

Of course, Mograini's promise Eric would not have believed it.

Who would believe that a group that exploits the life, old age, sickness and death of its compatriots for profit can fully fulfill its promises?

Looking at the complete information sent by Mograini, I'm afraid that Stryker himself has not preserved it so completely, at least Eric's got from the base of Lake Alcali is far less than the one in Mograini's hands. Even if the doctor's subordinates were bought, it would be impossible to get more materials than Mr. Councilor's box, and Stryker was an extremely good man, just looking at his right-hand man Warren's reluctance to betray his superiors when his daughter was in danger of life and had to turn to mutants in desperation, it was impossible to get past him to collect such complete first-hand information, and even with his cooperation, it would have to go through a lot of meticulous work and an extremely long process.

Eric had only given the Bloodline to Stryker for a short period of time, and considering that Stryker still had to extract the serum test results, he had to at least discount that time again. As soon as the medical interest group received the news that was unfavorable to them, they immediately reacted, and almost without hesitation, they came up with materials that could kill Stryker, which shows that they have been in contact for a long time, maybe they have been working together since decades ago, and the blood stains on the operating table of Stryker's base must also have their credit, after all, to study the abilities of mutants, medical help is indispensable. As for why Stryker was so downtrodden and desperate to attack the academy, it may be due to the fact that the medical group lost patience after seeing the delay in producing results.

Just released a fragrant bait, but it pryed the whole situation, and Eric can't say that he is not satisfied with such an exhibition. To comfort himself, he poured himself a cup of tea, and then sat down at the table and savored it slowly.

With a "squeak", the door opened, and Auroro's slender figure flashed.

"He's gone?" Eric asked casually.

Auroro nodded, his expression a little complicated.

Eric could understand the emotions in this look, and he reached out to take Auroro over, and put her soft body on his lap, soothing her in her ear, so that she didn't have to worry too much.

"You're playing with fire." Auroro said in distress, her brow furrowed. Anyone who lives in this country knows what a medical interest group is, people generally hate it, but they have to deal with it, it includes three major forces: commercial insurance companies, pharmaceutical companies, and medical associations, with tens of millions of employees and service providers, and is good at playing all kinds of tricks to put itself in an advantageous position, its potential power is so large that it can easily dismantle the administrative pressure of successive presidents, while the dignity of a country that it despises can easily inflict a heavy blow on mutants. It's like a great white shark that cannibalizes people at every turn. Unscrupulous, only the same behemoth can match it, and Eric's fact that he made a deal with the devil filled her heart with anxiety.

"I know, it's a poisonous snake." Eric acknowledges the other's danger. "But at this stage we have to dance with the viper, and only the viper that may come back at this moment can help us. As long as this period is passed, if it still dares to bite it, it is not certain who will die. ”

Auroro sensitively sensed the meaning of his words.

"What other plans do you have?" She asked uneasily, grabbing the arm around her waist, feeling like Eric was pushing the situation in some unknown direction.

"I don't have a definite plan yet, it's just some ideas that only exist in my head." Eric denied it, then patted her incredibly bouncy buttocks. "Everything I did was to strengthen the strength of the academy, only when the academy is strong, mutants can survive the storm, let these ordinary people contain each other now, we will have enough time to win this war."

As he spoke, glancing at the wall calendar on the wall, in a few dozen hours, he would stand on Capitol Hill in place of the professor for a hearing on mutant affairs, and no one would be able to ignore his influence in that regard as long as he set foot in that place.

The information sent by the medical group will be fully utilized, and the change in its attitude will no longer matter, as long as the representatives of the mutant community and the official dialogue is opened, no matter what the outcome is, as an independent race will be taken seriously, neither Stryker, nor the military, nor any big corporation or corporation can openly attack mutants as they have in the past. At that point, their effect on mutants would be at an all-time low, and Eric was waiting for that moment.

"I'll create a wonderful world that belongs to mutants." He whispered, grinding in Auroro's ear, making her flush and gasping softly. Breathe up.

Just as they were about to do something, the door suddenly opened.

"Chief, ......," John stepped in, and then froze.

"Am I bothering you?" He reacted immediately and said with a wicked smile.

Although this kid has grown, his nature is difficult to change, and he is still this acute child.

Auroro tried to jump off Eric when he broke in, but as soon as she was about to move, she grabbed Eric by the waist, so she had to learn to be an ostrich, burying her head in the man's chest, avoiding John and pretending to be alive.

"If I were you, I'd knock on the door first and get my master's permission to come in." Eric said slowly.

John quickly exited the room, and after ten seconds, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Eric said.

The door opened, and John walked in solemnly, and now Eric sat alone in his chair drinking tea, and Auroro sat across from him, with his back to the reckless student.

"What's the matter?" Eric asked gently.

"The freshman is here, my captain." As if he hadn't seen the scene just now, John gave a sailor salute decisively and forcefully, and replied solemnly.

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Miss Warren arrived accompanied by her father, wearing a fluffy white princess dress and carrying a small suitcase in her hand, obediently walking behind her father, her eyes were red as if she had been baptized by tears in a family ethics drama, and she said hello to Eric listlessly after seeing him.

"Take Christina to the mentor, John." Eric commanded, beating the daredevil, who looked at Mr. Warren suspiciously, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Mutants have always had a good memory, and even one side can be remembered after a long time, but there is no need to show his superiority now, Mr. John's job is very simple, all he has to do is show his beautiful elementary school girl.

Fortunately, this job will not be rejected by him, he is very happy to carry it out, like every heterosexual senior who is enthusiastic about helping beautiful students, he happily helped Christina pick up the suitcase and took her to the girls' dormitory diligently.

"You came very early, it seems that there are some things I don't know, can you sue me?" As soon as Christina's figure disappeared around the corner of the hallway, Eric's smile faded.

Today's Jester Warren is no longer the tormented father who appeared last time, his magnetic field is no longer the gloom of depression and decadence, and he has completely regained his former brightness and strength, and it seems that he has finally made a choice after a mental journey.

"I told Dr. Sù about Christina, he is like my father, I can't betray him, and he forgave me for hiding it before, so now I have his consent to send Christina." Jester said lightly, a faint look of smugness on his angular face, sweeping away the previous fear.

What a good dog. Eric cursed in his heart, his face impassive.

"What else?" He continued.

"The Doctor wants to see you." Jester opened the door.

Fifteen minutes later, Eric met Stryker, who was staying at a nearby café where Eric had spoken to Jester last time, the same table, and he wrapped himself tightly in his trench coat as if he were a patient with a serious cold.

"Don't you feel hot, William." Eric walked behind Stryker and sat across from him.

"It's better than being killed by a bullet fired by a sniper from a thousand meters away, Eric." Stryker replied in a muffled voice, not looking up, holding a cup of coffee in both hands.

Eric scowled at his concerns.

"Latte." He asked for a cup of coffee and tipped the unsightly waiter away.

"You've been having a bad time lately. Let me guess what is it that puts our doctor under so much pressure, that he has more wrinkles, less head, and a dark face than he did last time we met, and that you are tormented by the condemnation of your conscience and cannot sleep? Eric teased him wantonly, literally treating him as if he were nothing.

"You're right, I'm not having a good time." Stryker ignored the last half of the sentence and slowly drank his coffee, the hot liquid entering his thirsty mouth and warming his throat, and he gradually became a little angry.

"Why am I having a bad time? Because the president urged me, the consortium forced me, and the former allies were hostile to me, who gave this qiē ---- you, Eric. Stryker said as he spoke, looking like an old bear tormented by the deep sleepiness of hibernation, full of loneliness and resentment.

Eric spread his hands, very helpless.

"Why, William." He affectionately shouted the name of the sworn enemy. "I'm just expressing my kindness, whether to accept it or not in you, isn't that your own choice?"

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