Marvel's Reverse Flash

"Blowtorches, petri dishes, test tubes, beakers and alcohol"

Jean counted the laboratory tools placed on the table in detail, including chemistry and physics. He especially made a request for the physical and electrical aspects of energy detection, hoping to borrow some from the college; but what he didn't expect was thermal testing. Ang discovered that Charles’ hometown is really rich~

Not to mention everything, but at least some rare things can still be seen here from the outside world, such as rare earths bought from a certain country for cabbage prices.

Okay~don’t mention this~

"By the way, why do you want alcohol?" Hank looked at the black finger bones that were cut into small pieces by Jean and placed in beakers, test tubes and other placement equipment. As the diluent was mixed, the bones of the finger bones gradually decomposed in the mixture. The solution has been dyed black.

The energy index and reaction changes that can be seen under a microscope are even more amazing.

On the surface, Hank had to say that he seemed to have misjudged this guy Geng. Although Geng had a bad character and bad conduct as a person, he was not weak at all in terms of professionalism.

But the problem is that alcohol is not used in this experiment at all. What does Jean need alcohol for?

"Of course I'm drunk"

Boom~

Jeon turned into a bolt of lightning and suddenly disappeared into the laboratory. In the blink of an eye, he returned to the same place again. The figures that left and returned almost completely overlapped, as if Jeon had a bottle of vodka in his hand out of nowhere.

The crystal clear golden wine was sloshed in the bottle by heat, revealing a fascinating look through the bright flashlight on the stage.

"It's Charles' favorite wine. Where did you get it?"

"You can grab it~" Re Ang shrugged indifferently.

Subsequently

boo~

He opened the bottle cap with a flick of his finger and took a gulp of it; his bold posture was like drinking boiled water.

Under Hank's envious expression, Reang said slowly: "Since I got super powers, I have never been drunk again. Do you want some?"

"No~thank you" Hank reluctantly refused. He tried to focus his attention on the experiment, but Jeon's rhythm was a little weird.

While looking very serious, Jean would give himself a sip of vodka from time to time. Although this stuff was purified by heating with a blowtorch, it was still neither salty nor light enough for Jean to get drunk. .

Gollum~

Call ~

It’s Gululu again~

Then call again~

so repeatedly

Hank felt like he was going crazy. He couldn't understand how a researcher could tolerate his buddy being such a jerk~

"enough"

hiccup~

Hank's answer was a burp that smelled of alcohol from Jean. He drank a full bottle of vodka. Jean was not drunk, but he was full.

The experiments on the platform are still going on, and the responses to the electrical and chemical energy of the solution are still being recorded. However, the attitudes of the two researchers off the platform seem awkward, revealing some kind of contradiction and tension.

"I've had enough of you"

Hank flicked his sleeves and tried to leave. He couldn't find the value he could embody in the experiment at all. Reang had completed the work of several people by himself. He didn't need help from others at all, so what was his role here? what is the meaning

"Tsk" Re Ang looked at Hank's back and gently moved his teeth. What was he thinking in his heart~

In fact, did Hank really do nothing?

Maybe yes, but it's not entirely true that he really doesn't have any meaning~

"Do you want to help~Hiccup"

"No, not at all. I just want to stay away from this annoying guy like you." A breath of alcohol sprayed on Hank's face. The strong smell of vodka made this animal mutant with a very sensitive sense of smell very angry. He couldn't wait to Bite off the head of the bastard in front of you.

Hank and Jean seemed to be incompatible with each other. One was a Ph.D. specializing in physics and electrical research, while the other was a senior engineer specializing in the development of machinery and military weapons. The cooperation between the two should have been complementary and tacit. , but now it has become particularly contradictory.

Jeon said that he needed an assistant, but now he seems to be deliberately squeezing out Hank, which is inconsistent with the original purpose; so what is the purpose of Jeon's approach?

"It's like I want to cooperate with you and I need an assistant, but you are useless~ Charles said that you have made great achievements in machinery, but I didn't see it at all."

Reang shook the empty wine bottle in his hand, but the smell of his wine had already entered the air with the rapid vibration and metabolism in his body. At this moment, the entire basement was filled with a strong aroma of wine.

"Waste!" Hank cursed lightly, and then, the angry and humiliated beast suddenly pounced on him.

"I'm a mechanical engineer, not physics, you idiot," Hank said bitterly, twisting Re Ang's collar. Although he looked angry and irritable, he didn't show any signs of transforming.

Facts have proved that Reang is one step closer to his goal. He was wandering on the edge of this stupid rectum's psychology while taking him into the ditch. Reang needed this guy to give him a little help, but at the same time he I don’t want to owe someone a favor, or for more people to know about it.

So he needs Hank to come up with it~

"Prove it to me~" Reang said casually, and at the same time silently turned off the blowtorch and reaction device on the stage, as if he was giving up his seat to the guy in front of him.

"I saw this material, high-speed alloy, and the formula of these solutions, put it into these glasses, and you can prove it to me~" Re Ang took off his goggles, and a pair of red imaging devices were taken away by Re Ang. , leaving only a superficial shell.

The equipment I once saw on my other self in the future, now Reang wants to get the same one~

Call ~

Faced with Jeon's bossy greeting, Hank was undoubtedly more angry, but this was just psychological and did not care about the race relationship of mutants. Jeon was trying to transfer this matter to his professional ability. Not combat effectiveness

Hank was silent for a long time as he stared at the tool that Jean had placed on the table.

Just now he said: "Of course, but if I do it, what will you do?"

"There is no one-sided transaction in this world. The faster you go, the faster I go. How satisfied are you with helping you solve the mutant crisis?" Jeong's finger pointed at the electronic clock in the basement. There are still 60 hours left before the three days that Charles said, and If Hank is fast enough

They can also save more time to complete other things~

"That's it." The innocent and shy Hank seemed to think that he had used his courage and courage to make this terrible guy reach some kind of deal with him; the poor kid didn't think that he had been tricked by the other party~

I asked someone to sell it and help me count the money.

Hmm~ It seems that this is the kind of person he is talking about~

At the same time, a wolf howl came from the wine cellar of Xavier College.

"Where's the wine? Where's my wine?"

The angry Logan used his keen sense of smell to find a box, which Logan swore must contain the most fragrant liquor in the academy.

But not until Logan used his bone claws to pry open the box

A flash of lightning flashed past.

The box in front of Logan was empty, and its wine was gone.

Poor Logan

"I hate speedsters"