The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 122 Magnetic Field
To be honest, Magneto is confused in his heart at the moment.

Originally, according to his idea, he should first send Mystique to kidnap Li Ang back, and then try to convince him with emotion and reason.

If you don’t follow suit, you can use threats and lures to force the other party to accept the request for cooperation, use the social resources of the meme company to help develop genetically modified hydroponic meat, let the general public join in the evolution, and make the mutants expand their own ethnic groups and ascend to the top of the civilized society. stage.

Who would have thought that this young president of a technology company would not show any timidity in the face of these fraternity mutants wanted by the federal government. Instead, relying on facts and eloquence, carrots and sticks, he succeeded in convincing everyone present , even himself, inexplicably began to obey the instructions given by the other party - he didn't feel anything wrong yet.

Director, this is different from the agreed upon script.

Thanks to the fact that Magneto lives in a capitalist country that is in dire straits all year round, he has never watched the classic "Taking Tiger Mountain Out of Wisdom", so he doesn't know the tricks of the big fool.
Li Ang sat on the sofa with a golden knife, with a relaxed attitude, and did not treat himself as an outsider at all. "The Brotherhood has been in business for so many years, and they must have accumulated a lot of wealth, right?"

Magneto withdrew his thoughts from the abyss of self-doubt, frowned and nodded and said: "The Brotherhood has been active in the underground world composed of extraordinary people for many years, and it has indeed accumulated some property, but it is estimated that with your net worth, there is still a lot of money left." I don't care about the little money."

"Money is just a number when it reaches a certain amount. Wealth is useless if it cannot be used wisely." Li Ang said indifferently: "The family property I am referring to is the data of mutants. If there is a genetic stock It's even better."

Magneto hesitated for a moment, and said frankly: "I have done research on genetic engineering and preserved a part of the genetic data of mutants."

"That's good, take me to have a look."

Under the building used as a disguise, there is a rather spacious underground laboratory, where there are many scientific research instruments scattered, but it can be seen that they are not very professional.

"My old friend Charles Francis Xavier, better known as Professor X, runs the Xavier Academy for Gifted Youngsters on the estate of his father, a respected nuclear physicist. In the center, there is the scientific research center that he and I jointly established."

Magneto led Li Ang down the steps, entered the disinfection room, put on an orange isolation suit, and said expressionlessly: "But the differences in ideas on the relationship between mutants and humans made me part ways with him—I He believes that the contradiction between mutants and humans is difficult to reconcile, but he firmly believes that humans just lack the time to understand mutants."

Li Ang was noncommittal on this question. It is true that Professor Charles and Magneto were outstanding talents at the time, but they had neither the determination nor the corresponding means to achieve their goals. They fell into a barrier of knowledge and could only hover on the edge of the mutant problem.

As the upper elite in the capitalist system, Professor Charles can enjoy the privileged status brought by wealth, so he is naturally unwilling to engage in a "mutant revolution" with the poor and white Magneto.

Looking back, Magneto's violent methods are not advisable. Terrorist attacks may be able to gain the upper hand for a period of time, but they will still be crushed by the mobilized state machinery in the end.

Li Ang's thoughts turned sharply. The mutant's solution to social problems is just a trivial matter that can be done with a raised hand. The most important thing is to study supernatural powers.

"Since then, Charles has led the X-Men to continue to suppress our brotherhood. And because of the ban issued by the federal government, most equipment companies are unwilling to sell scientific research equipment to us, so they have to steal Or snatch."

When Magneto spoke about his criminal fortune solemnly, he was not at all ashamed, "At the same time, I have been keeping on learning, relying on my magnetic field manipulation ability to extract, forge, and smelt metals, and create some scientific research instruments.

Although it can't be compared with top laboratories, it can barely make do with it. "

The base's underground laboratory is divided into several modules. Li Ang looked around and found that they were mainly instruments used in genetic engineering.

"The low-temperature refrigerator for storing serum is the most important, the high-speed centrifuge needs to be replaced, the wave-light accuracy of the ultraviolet spectrophotometer is lower than the threshold, and the gel imaging system should not be placed together with the PCR machine,"

Li Ang walked on his own, glanced at him, opened his mouth, and kept making new requests: "We also need a brand new horizontal electrophoresis tank, electrophoresis apparatus, full-temperature shaker, constant temperature culture apparatus, ultra-low temperature freezer, magnetic stirrer, None of these instruments you make may be as accurate as I would like."

"Yes, is it that exaggerated?" Magneto's teeth were a little sore, he didn't want to lose face in front of the other party, so he said with a straight face: "I think everything is okay."

"Your Excellency Magneto, errors in any scientific research field are unforgivable," Li Ang scanned the instruments with his spiritual sense.He said solemnly: "A slight difference is a thousand miles away. A slight mistake may waste my precious time and energy. You are also a scientific researcher, so you should be able to understand my feelings."

Magneto was speechless. Decades ago, when he was still in school, World War II broke out.

As an ordinary Jewish teenager, he was involved in the war and had no opportunity to receive education. When the war ended, Magneto, who had lost his family, had no intention of returning to school—in other words, he dropped out of junior high school.

It's a bit embarrassing to say this title. Magneto has been self-taught for so many years, but his scientific research ability is still at the master's level. At most, he can compare with some mediocre doctors in the fields of engineering and molecular biology. Compare.

To put it bluntly, I still suffer from the culture.

Magneto sighed, rubbed the aching brows, and said in a low voice: "The name of the Brotherhood may not be very good. If you want to buy serious scientific research equipment, it will be difficult."

"This is easy," Li Ang took out his mobile phone, called Robert Cullen, the new executive officer of the meme company, gave a few casual instructions, and then hung up the call.

"It's done. The scientific research equipment that meets the requirements will be delivered to the designated place in the name of an anonymous buyer within a week, and you will have to send someone to accept it."

Under Magneto's complicated gaze on "a big dog who can do anything and do whatever he wants", Li Ang said calmly: "By the way, I am very interested in your ability to manipulate magnetic fields. I wonder if you have heard of a kind called Martial arts for 'magnetic field rotation'?"

(End of this chapter)