Superman of the Marvel Universe

Crunch!

The heavy iron door was pushed open, and a ray of light flowed in.

The rhythmic footsteps echoed in the dark corridor, like precise pointers, and finally stopped at the door of cell No. 12.

"Asazuo, long time no see."

The Red Devil was huddled in the corner, his hands were shackled with metal shackles, and his two broken legs were simply bandaged, and the recovery was limited to the extent that the injuries did not worsen.

He heard the clatter of keys and saw the tall figure standing outside after the cell door opened.

There was almost uncontrollable fear in his eyes!

"I didn't run away!"

The red devil shrank hard into the corner, and the shackles on his hands made a crisp sound.

The arrogance and arrogance of being a mutant has completely disappeared.

He and the Gas Girl were previously locked in the interrogation room of the Strategic Science Corps, and were later transferred here.

In order to prevent the Red Devil with the ability to teleport from running away, Luke specifically told him that he did not need to find a doctor to treat his injuries and let the other person continue to be unable to walk with his legs.

Every time you move to a new place, you must remember to blindfold the mutant to prevent the building layout and route from being leaked.

The ability to move instantly sounds unexplainable.

Users can enter and exit any place freely.

The size of the movable range and the judgment of spatial orientation are fatal shortcomings that are difficult to make up for.

As early as the battle at the Venice Palace, Luke had deduced the general range of the Red Devil's teleportation.

With one space jump, the opponent can move at a high speed of tens of miles at most, making it difficult to target.

Therefore, Luke can only complete this "mutant containment" plan by making the opponent lose his judgment of spatial orientation and restricting his mobility.

But what is surprising is that the red devil, who has an extremely long lifespan, did not try to escape.

"Asazuo, I won't do anything to you, don't be so nervous."

Luke smiled kindly.

The Red Devil didn't believe it at all, he only felt more scared.

There was a faint pain in the bandaged legs.

The young major general not only broke his own legs, but also beat the "Steel Shell" to death with his fists.

Every time he thought of that violent scene, the red devil shuddered.

The seeds of fear took root in my heart and grew stronger, even surpassing the sense of oppression brought by Sebastian Xiao.

"Teslak, he is a mutant. Not only does he have the ability to teleport, but his physical fitness and lifespan are far beyond those of ordinary people."

Luke turned sideways, and Bolivar, who looked like a dwarf, stuck his head out and took a look inside.

With red skin and a slender tail, it looks like a demon.

He is a mutant with dominant traits!

"Demon type. I saw an angel type with wings in England."

Bolivar said silently.

He couldn't help but wonder what Mr. Major General had done to the mutant nicknamed "Red Devil" to make him so afraid.

"There is a woman locked in another cell. She is also a mutant and can release poisonous gas."

Luke closed the cell door. He had not yet completed the main mission of "Opening the Third Camp".

The gene fragments of "Chameleon", "Red Devil", "Steel Shell" and "Venomous Woman" have been obtained, and the last one is still missing.

If you get the "Leech Serum", it will be easier to deal with Sebastian Xiao.

After visiting the two mutants who were held prisoner, Luke looked down at Bolivar and said, "Actually, mutants are not that scary, right?"

The dwarf scientist didn't know how to answer. He thought that the young major general might be a devil in human skin, otherwise how could he scare the two mutants into silence.

"If I join that... SHIELD, can I study them?"

After leaving the prison, getting rid of the dark, damp, small space and the unpleasant smell of decay, Bolivar asked the key question.

He couldn't wait to find the code hidden in human genes from mutants.

"That's why I recruited, Teslak."

Luke nodded, but he added: "What I want is not a weapon to kill mutants, let alone a human body modification plan."

"What I'm interested in is the mutants themselves. Their genes are a huge treasure house and the key to the door to evolution, so I want you to draw a complete genetic map, find the key nodes of the evolutionary curve, and decipher the mysterious Genetic code.”

Luke has little interest in persecuting mutants, they are a good card to control and master.

There is no need to force oneself into the enemy's camp. Why use violence when you can sit down and negotiate?

certainly--

The premise of all this is that the negotiation conditions and negotiation rules are set by oneself.

Otherwise, it would be better to just lift the table!

"I'm such a pacifist."

Luke thought so.

"Understood, General."

Bolivar swallowed. He actually wanted to study weapons to exterminate mutants.

The blue planet that nurtures life under our feet may not be able to withstand the resource consumption of two intelligent races.

This existential race war will happen sooner or later.

The dwarf scientist looked up at the calm-looking Luke, and he vaguely felt that Mr. Major General knew this.

In other words, this is exactly the result that the other party expected to see.

"But... what good will the war do to Major General Cavell?"

Bolivar pushed up his glasses and thought with some confusion.

If it is for promotion, it is impossible for a 20-year-old young major general to be promoted again in a short period of time. The military will at most give him some honors and awards.

Moreover, at Luke's age, he only needs to work steadily and accumulate experience and foundation, and his future achievements will definitely be unlimited.

No need to use mutants to achieve your goals!

"Teslak, after finishing the matter at hand, remember to report to SHIELD in a few days."

Luke didn't know what the other party was thinking, so he warned: "I will let the secretary tell you the specific address when the time comes."

The location of S.H.I.E.L.D.’s offices has not yet been determined.

The Pentagon is the Department of the Army and a national defense agency, and having a bunch of agents and agents coming in and out will have a bad impact if word spreads.

Besides, as the first director, Luke didn't want to stay with all kinds of generals in the sea, land and air, without any personal space.

"Ok."

Bolivar got into the car and stopped guessing about Luke's thoughts.

Big shots often have all kinds of strange ideas. Maybe Mr. Major General is a war madman.

After sending Bolivar home, Luke asked the driver to drive to the airport. He had to rush back to New York today.

"If I fly there by myself, it might not take more than 10 minutes."

Luke leaned back in the back seat and smiled to himself.

Making yourself more like a normal person can reduce other people's vigilance and defensiveness.

His only advantage over Clark Kent on the set next door is that he is human and does not have to worry about being ostracized.

The saying that people who are not of my race must have different minds is sometimes quite correct.

Any creature will have a certain degree of hostility towards outsiders who intrude into its territory.

Even though the superman on the set next door is called a beacon to guide the world, he is still wary of Batman.

"There is another mutant, where should I find him?"

Luke drummed his fingers on the seat as a candidate came to his mind.

He didn't have a deep impression of mutants. The only one he knew clearly was that guy, apart from the two leaders who were still children, Magneto and Professor Charles.

"Connor, help me check on James Howlett. He also has a brother. The two of them participated in the Normandy landing."

Luke ordered to go down. With his energy, it was not difficult to find a soldier who had served.