When I transform into Marvel, I also want to be the overlord

"What about your heir becoming a Sentinel soldier or inheriting your Sentinel Secret Service?" Maya was so shocked that she took two steps back and said with a tangled face.

The Sentinel is indeed powerful, but it is not suitable for Maya.

Moreover, looking at Bolivar's appearance, Maya could also guess that the cost of transforming into a big bobo would be too high.

Maya wants to become a celestial being, not to ascend to immortality.

As for the Sentinel headquarters in Baton Rouge, Maya really doesn't like that kind of fun.

"all"

Bolivar didn't pay attention to her expression and simply said: "I will leave all my inheritance to you.

Sentinel headquarters is given to you, Teslac Corporation is given to you, Sentinel robot manufacturing technology is given to you, Sentinel warrior formula is given to you, infinite formula is given to you...

Except that the negative space belongs to the next generation of Holy Shield Brotherhood President Reed Richard, all my wealth, knowledge, and technology are given to you. "

"why me"

Maya looked at the old Bolivar with a complicated expression. There was no joy at all about suddenly making a fortune, but only confusion and worry.

"Because you are very similar to me. Seeing you reminds me of me back then."

Bolivar said something very nonsense.

Well, at least Maya felt that he was lying to her.

Maya looked at the dwarf with half-length shawl and gray hair, rolled her eyes and said, "Sorry, I grew up late."

"If I want, I can be taller than Jordan, more handsome than Tom Cruise, and stronger than Schwarzenegger...Science can change everything, but no matter how well-organized a stinky bag is, what's the point?"

Not only was Bolivar not angry, but he grinned, and then he sighed: "The biggest reason why you were eliminated and failed to become the president of the brotherhood is that you have very little affection for the motherland that gave birth to you, so I think You cannot bear the responsibility of protecting the world. After all, how can you love the world if you don’t even love the United States?”

"Uh......"

Maya didn't know how to reply.

"But after understanding what you have done...you rescued mutants as an ordinary person, and when the crisis on the earth came, you took the initiative to stand up and take on responsibilities that were not yours...well, this is good."

Maya is a clever girl who always knows how to "make the most of the situation". Seeing that the atmosphere of the conversation was peaceful at this time, and Bolivar not only did not blame her, but was also so "kind", she became bolder.

"Since you know that Payne is me, you should understand that I am disgusted by your way of dealing with mutants."

"I understand, but you don't."

Bolivar shook his head.

"Clap"

I saw him slapping his hands, and then, a light screen projection appeared opposite the two of them.

Bolivar flicked it back and forth a few times, brought up a two-dimensional curve chart, and said: "This is a map of the proportion of mutants on the earth over the past five thousand years. What do you think when you see this?"

The x-axis is the year, and the y-axis is the quantity and proportion. There are two curves, red and blue. The one Bolivar is pointing to is the "year proportion" curve.

The curve has a peak around 3500 BC, and the ratio reaches 0.1, which means that one in a thousand people on earth is a mutant.

There are many small wave peaks before and after this wave peak, but when spread over five thousand years of history, the curves are almost parallel.

Well, roughly 0.0010.002. Then, starting from 1945, the curve seemed to encounter a super bull market, climbing exponentially. By 1987, the ratio reached 0.246, and then, starting from 87, there was another parallel line, with the value Basically stable but declining.

"You see, in just over thirty years, the number of mutants has increased hundreds of times. Here..."

Bolivar pointed to the first peak of the wave, "At the ratio of 0.1, ordinary people on earth become slaves of mutants."

Then, he quickly slid his fingers and came to 1987.

"Due to the development of science and technology, our weapons have become more powerful, and the force of mutants has become much closer to that of ordinary people. The ratio of 0.1 can be completely digested by our society.

However, there is one kind of existence, and it is not the Omega mutants that high-tech weapons can balance out.

I estimate that the Earth's civilization, which is developed based on ordinary people, can withstand the proportion of mutants at a limit of 0.635. The larger the mutant base, the more Omega mutants will be born. "

Bolivar pulled up another graph.

The x-axis is the number of mutants, and the y-axis is the number of Omega mutants. There are many small dots on it, and all the small dots vaguely form a straight diagonal line. This shows that the proportion of Omega mutants is fixed.

"If ninth-level wise men are natural leaders of ordinary people, then Omega has a similar role among mutants. Payne proved this argument even if you are a fake mutant.

If there were an Omega mutant with the same emotional intelligence and IQ as you, he could easily repeat everything Payne did.

Indeed, mutants have extreme emotions, and Payne is an absolute elite among ordinary people. It is really difficult to give birth to a Payne among mutants.

But as long as the base number is large enough, even a small ratio can produce a miracle. Or, that is not a miracle, but a necessity.

Without me, without the Sentinel Secret Service, the number of mutants would reach the limit of 15 in about 0.635 years.

At that time, there were two endings.

First, if mutant civilization becomes the mainstream civilization on earth, we will become the trash can of history; second, if we are lucky, most of the Omega mutants are brain-dead. Then, during the war, a large number of people will die and the birth rate will decrease. Who will go first? If you can't bear it, who will exterminate the clan?

I didn’t want to see either ending, so I chose to let the mutants die. Starting in 87, the mutant purge plan was officially launched.

Even so, I can only contain it but not eradicate it. "

Bolivar’s data is detailed and his theoretical derivation is logical.

Even before reversing the time and space of the future, Bolivar died as early as the 70s. Then, in the early 21st century, the X-Men plot seemed to be developing according to the path he deduced.

After all, Maya was still a little unwilling and argued: "Everything you said is just reasoning after all. Who can say clearly about the future situation? There may not be a third way. For example, everyone can coexist peacefully and develop together...For example, the leader of the mutants Professor x, his philosophy is very peaceful.”

"Hahaha, Charles Xavier"

Bolivar laughed heartily, with unconcealed sarcasm in his laughter.

"Do you know how he fell into my hands? You know, even in the 80s, there were several Omega mutants."

"Professor

"Uh......"

Bolivar's laughter stopped suddenly, and after a while, he changed the subject and said: "You know why the philosophy of the X-Men is so peaceful, it's so left-wing."

"Because Professor x is a good person."

"Maybe."

Bolivar nodded and said: "For mutants, he is not only a good person, but also the greatest leader."

Well, this is a bit weird.

In his previous life, Professor

It seems that having the iron-blooded revolutionary Magneto is even greater.

“Xavier and Magneto are essentially the same, both mutant racists.

Xavier was very radical when he was young. He founded a mutant community and even built a glorious mutant city. He also promoted the language of his own race among mutants... Hehe, such a person is terrible."