Walk around the United States with the earth in your arms

After learning that there was a Hydra in this world, Song Fang had trouble sleeping and eating for a while. .1kanshu

But then I thought that I didn't have the ability to eliminate the Hydra anyway, so I just let it go and continued to eat and sleep.

Of course, this does not mean that Song Fang will lie down and not resist. If Hydra really dared to come to his door, he would have to protect himself, Raven, and Charles even if he risked exposing the navigation system.

And before Hydra's letter licked his face, what Song Fang had to do was to prepare for a rainy day.

That old family is a good choice.

Song Fang once had the idea of ​​contacting the family. But then I thought about it, I was just a brat who kept coming to the door, and people would just kick him out. Or in order to keep the secret that there were mutants in their family, they might even find Song Fang in a sack and throw him into the Hudson River.

So it is better to work hard to develop yourself and let the other party notice you.

Mobian Company is now somewhat famous. Established families also want to watch the movie.

So why are they silent?

One possibility is that they are still too lazy to talk to Song Fang and the others.

The second possibility is that they noticed Song Fang, but for some reason, they stood still.

Well, thinking pragmatically, they didn't notice Song Fang and Charles at all. The possibility is one and the possibility is two. But even if the family stays in the state of possibility one or does not yet know the existence of other mutants, as long as Song Fang and Charles continue to work hard, one day they will enter the state of possibility two.

So Song Fang and Charles must answer this question: What makes this force hesitate to look forward and backward? How should they dispel the concerns of this force?

"I have been working on answering this question for the past few years." Song Fang said, "Do you want to see my answer?"

"Of course. Can't wait."

The two were currently sitting in a car heading to the Machu Picchu Institute.

Soon, the car stopped at the entrance of the Machu Picchu Laboratory.

What came out of the car was Charles and a tall gentleman in his thirties.

Yes, that's exactly what Song Fang changed. When he and Charles entered the Machu Picchu laboratory, the researchers all greeted him respectfully, "Hello, Director."

Song Fang asked a researcher: "Where is Mr. Trask?"

"It should be in an exclusive laboratory."

Song Fang politely thanked the researcher and led Charles upstairs to the exclusive laboratory.

The laboratory requirements are very strict. You must first enter the changing room and put on a full set of protective clothing, and then disinfect before standing in front of the last door of the laboratory. However, the two of them did not rush in. Instead, they looked inside through a glass window next to the door.

A middle-aged dwarf was guiding the assistants next to him to conduct an experiment with a serious face.

Although he was small in stature, the dwarf's serious expression was full of absolute confidence in himself. Although his assistants were generally two taller than him, they obeyed him, with both respect and fear.

In front of them were several mice in their own cages. Apart from the label on the cage, they don't see anything different.

They were placed side by side in a row, with about thirty centimeters between each two mice. The assistants checked this distance carefully and repeatedly, and it seemed that this was a very important parameter.

After determining that there was no problem, they started the experiment.

There is a slide rail above the mouse cage. A small black square wrapped in a wire resistor or other device was placed on the slide rail and began to slide slowly from one end to the other.

The further it moved forward, the more nervous the dwarf and several assistants became, and the air seemed to become tense.

Suddenly, when the slide rail slid over a mouse, a red indicator light suddenly turned on.

Several assistants trembled in shock, as if a sleeping person had been kicked suddenly, and they were immediately in a panic.

——Don’t panic!

shouted the dwarf.

The glass was very soundproof, and Song Fang and Charles inferred what he said based on the shape of his mouth.

But no matter what he shouted, the assistants beside him quickly calmed down, took notes when they should do it, checked the parameters when they should, and worked in an orderly manner.

But the dwarf's face was still solemn, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the slide rail and the mouse in front of him, even more focused than before.

The small black block moved forward slowly on the slide rail. The red light is still flashing.

Suddenly, the red light went out.

The gnome immediately looks at the vertical position of the black patch. It stayed between two mice, and from the time it lit up to the time it went out, only one mouse passed by.

Finally, a smile appeared on the serious dwarf's face.

After that, the slider continued forward, triggering the red light one more time on the head of the penultimate mouse, and extinguished the red light before reaching the head of the last mouse.

Song Fang then opened the door and walked in with Charles.

"yeah!"

"Success!"

Aides cheered.

The dwarf was also very happy, but he still restrained himself and asked his assistant calmly: "How is the data?"

"Sir, the data is great! Both mutant mice were correctly identified, and the misidentification rate is also very low!" an assistant said excitedly, "In this way, we can ensure that we can identify traces of mutants from the crowd. And won’t be mistaken!”

Song Fang stepped forward: "Congratulations, Mr. Trask."

Only then did people in the laboratory notice Song Fang, and greetings came and went.

"Hello, Mr. Song." The dwarf man whom Song Fang called Trask immediately ran over and shook hands with Song Fang. "This is nothing. At present, our results are limited to the pure environment in the laboratory. We must also strengthen Only by reducing its robustness and cost can it be put into mass production. Mr. Song, we still have a long way to go in the future."

"That's natural, Mr. Trask." Song Fang smiled, "In the future, we will definitely have great potential."

Trask's eyes showed a fierce and determined light, and the hand holding Song Fang tightened.

"Oh, by the way." Song Fang turned around and signaled Charles to Trask, "You don't need my introduction, this is Mr. Charles Xavier."

Trask was obviously much colder and extended his hand to Charles: "Yes. We know each other. Nice to see you again, Mr. Xavier."

Xavier didn't respond.

He was completely stunned.

Song Fang secretly slapped him with his finger, and he suddenly came back to his senses. He quickly grabbed Trask's hand and shook it up and down: "Hello, hello. Long time no see."

Trask hummed indifferently.

Song Fang went over, took the record sheet, and while looking at the data, he asked Trask and several assistants about the details of each data.

At the same time he asked Charles in his mind:

Charles couldn't help roaring,