Chapter 89: 89
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After reaching a consensus with Victor the Sabretooth Tiger, Luke showed a kind side.
He beckoned, called the young officer who was standing in his cell in a daze, and ordered: "Get him an identification plate. Victor Clyde, a member of the S.H.I.E.L.D. task force."
"From today, you will continue to serve."
"Yes, General."
The saber-toothed tiger with a collapsed sternum coughed twice and slowly got up.
The self-healing factor began to take effect, and the shattered bones and injured internal organs healed at an astonishing speed.
The grumpy old man who has been beaten, obviously has a lot of peace of mind.
Most of the mutants who have not been beaten up by society have an inexplicable sense of superiority and think they are more advanced than human beings.
Sebastian Shaw, and his spiritual heir, Magneto, rely on this set, either brainwashing or uniting a group of compatriots.
"Tesak will definitely like you."
Luke saw the saber-toothed tiger's self-healing ability, and couldn't help thinking about pulling in the opponent's brother Wolverine.
In this way, the proficiency of swiping the skill card will have a suitable training partner in the future.
The saber-toothed tiger alone will definitely not last long. With the rough-skinned Wolverine, these two pairs of brothers can withstand Luke's violent output.
Although I don't know who Tesak is in Luke's mouth, the extremely keen beast intuition reminds the saber-toothed tiger that it is probably not a good thing.
Thinking of the miserable end of becoming a laboratory mouse, a chill came up behind him.
The idea of running away came up in my mind!
"Victor, believe me this is not a good choice."
As if he had guessed it, Luke spoke eloquently: "You will become a wanted criminal in the military. The photo will be published in the newspaper. You will face full chase by S.H.I. , Living a life like a beast."
"You may not care, after all, you are a beast. But believe me, it will be miserable if you run away and get caught."
"I have a scientist named Bolivar-Tesak under my hand. He is very interested in mutants. Maybe he will experiment on you, such as cutting your body in half, where will it be? Half of them start to heal themselves first? Or, if you cut one Victor, you can harvest two Victors? What an interesting idea."
The saber-toothed tiger sounded horrified, and the emotion of fear could not be suppressed in his heart.
Only then did he realize that the self-healing ability that allowed him to charge unscrupulously on the battlefield could turn into a certain way of being tortured.
This young major general is simply the devil!
"General, I will never run away."
The saber-toothed tiger swallowed his saliva and made a serious assurance on his face.
If Wolverine sees his old brother's elegant and easygoing look, he will definitely show a shocked expression.
This is also not in line with the grumpy old man's swearing, saying every word with mom to make Fak's explosive temper.
"By the way, what is your name."
After some friendly communication with the saber-toothed tiger, Luke prepared to fly directly back to New York.
Before leaving, he stared at the young officer for a few seconds, vaguely feeling that the other person was a bit familiar.
"Report to the general, my name is William, William Stryker."
The young officer saluted.
Is this a special fate?
Luke couldn't help but smile, harvest a saber-toothed tiger, complete the main mission, and find the future mutant butcher.
Human Resources +2!
Team strength +1!
"Strek, right? How long have you served?"
Luke asked with interest.
The current Stryker has not experienced the pain of family fragmentation, nor has he encountered the destined perfect creation-Wolverine.
The whole person looks no different from the passionate youth, full of fighting spirit.
"Report to the general, one year and four months."
Luke glanced at the rank on the epaulettes, corporal.
I thought it was not long after I was enlisted in the army, no wonder he would appear in the New Jersey boot camp.
"Then Corporal Stryker, are you interested in doing things under my hands?"
Luke asked with a smile.
The evil taste of collecting plot characters is as addictive as drawing cards, only zero and countless times.
Mingming himself was not a philately player before!
"I... can I?"
Stryker was a little dazed, and even wondered if he was hearing hallucinations.
It's like a fan going to the airport to meet an idol, and the latter said that his house is quite big, should he go to Kangkang... It seems that the metaphor is a bit wrong.
It probably means that anyway, and Stryker thinks all this is very unreal.
"Reporting to Washington, D.C. next week, Corporal Stryker."
Luke said much lazily, leaving a sentence and ascending to heaven directly.
tall and straight figure, ripped through the thick air wave, disappeared into the clouds.
Left in the New Jersey boot camp, a look of worship and looking up.
……
……
The same moment.
Florida has a long coastline of more than a thousand miles, and many islands are like pearls dotted on the blue sea.
This is a holiday resort, there are countless islands that maintain tranquility and pristine appearance.
You can enjoy the charming beach, go out to sea kayaking and surf, or go to the fishing rod pier to stay for an afternoon, and then go to the seafood restaurant for a big meal.
In short, the pace of life here is slow and comfortable, attracting a large number of tourists every year.
"It's really a good place, it makes people feel relaxed and happy, forget the troubles?"
At the beach bar on Anna Maria Island, a middle-aged man wearing a strange helmet said with emotion.
Holding a glass of beer, he sat down by the window, looked at the strong young man on the opposite side, and smiled: "My name is Sebastian Shaw. Tourists coming over for vacation, don't you mind if I sit here? "
A strong young man with long black hair, two strong arms and a bronze complexion, shook his head and said, "Please."
He didn't seem to have the desire to talk, and after giving a brief and concise reply, he continued to remain silent.
"Where are you from? I'm from Europe. I have to say that the war is really bad, and everything is out of order."
The middle-aged man who reported his name was not savvy, and said to himself: "I have seen too many innocent people being persecuted and slaughtered. Not only Jews, but also many...excellent compatriots."
The strong young man raised his head and said in a low voice: "Mr. Xiao, is it a German?"
Sebastian nodded without disguising, and said sincerely: "Country, skin color, race, these are all external manifestations. I am a scientist, and I follow my inner thoughts and soul. Extreme racial theory, too extreme and superficial, can blond and blue eyes represent the perfect pedigree? It's ridiculous!"
"Then Mr. Xiao, what do you think is?"
The strong young man seemed to have raised some interest, and asked with a frown.
"Of course it is the gene! Only the gene engraved in the human body is the spiritual totem worth admiring!"
Sebastian started talking ~www.novelhall.com~ holding the glass of beer and said: "Genes are constantly evolving. From the forest ancient apes to the ruler at the top of the food chain, what do humans rely on? Talent? The ability to adapt to the environment? No! It is the instinct of evolution that drives us to experience mass extinction, experience the ice age, experience the Black Death...the perfection of a race depends on genes!"
"The Third Reich thinks that Aryans are a higher race, and blonde and blue eyes are a sign of perfection. It's actually stupid. It's just the result of genetic mutation and has nothing to do with evolution."
The strong young man was surprised to hear, he subconsciously asked: "Then what is evolution?"
"ability."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Sebastian's mouth, and he raised his head and drank a sip of beer, saying: "Humans learn to make tools, learn to make fire, and get rid of the primitive age of ignorance. In mythology, Prometheus steals fire from the world, he Is it just fire? No, that is the learning ability that enlightens wisdom."
"The degree of evolution of a race depends on its ability. For example, a longer life span, a stronger body, and more... the difference."
The strong young man frowned, and he didn't notice that the guests in the bar had already been gone.
A woman with white skin and cold face appeared behind him at some point.
The opponent's finger was placed near the temple, his lips were slightly opened and he repeated Sebastian's words.
"Evolution is cruel. Higher races should eliminate inferior races, just as Homo sapiens replaced Neanderthals."
Sebastian said with a smile.
"Do you feel right, Namor McKenzie?"
The strong young man's eyes were confused and gradually hollowed out.
After a long time, he nodded firmly and said: "Yes. Evolution is cruel."
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After reaching a consensus with Victor the Sabretooth Tiger, Luke showed a kind side.
He beckoned, called the young officer who was standing in his cell in a daze, and ordered: "Get him an identification plate. Victor Clyde, a member of the S.H.I.E.L.D. task force."
"From today, you will continue to serve."
"Yes, General."
The saber-toothed tiger with a collapsed sternum coughed twice and slowly got up.
The self-healing factor began to take effect, and the shattered bones and injured internal organs healed at an astonishing speed.
The grumpy old man who has been beaten, obviously has a lot of peace of mind.
Most of the mutants who have not been beaten up by society have an inexplicable sense of superiority and think they are more advanced than human beings.
Sebastian Shaw, and his spiritual heir, Magneto, rely on this set, either brainwashing or uniting a group of compatriots.
"Tesak will definitely like you."
Luke saw the saber-toothed tiger's self-healing ability, and couldn't help thinking about pulling in the opponent's brother Wolverine.
In this way, the proficiency of swiping the skill card will have a suitable training partner in the future.
The saber-toothed tiger alone will definitely not last long. With the rough-skinned Wolverine, these two pairs of brothers can withstand Luke's violent output.
Although I don't know who Tesak is in Luke's mouth, the extremely keen beast intuition reminds the saber-toothed tiger that it is probably not a good thing.
Thinking of the miserable end of becoming a laboratory mouse, a chill came up behind him.
The idea of running away came up in my mind!
"Victor, believe me this is not a good choice."
As if he had guessed it, Luke spoke eloquently: "You will become a wanted criminal in the military. The photo will be published in the newspaper. You will face full chase by S.H.I. , Living a life like a beast."
"You may not care, after all, you are a beast. But believe me, it will be miserable if you run away and get caught."
"I have a scientist named Bolivar-Tesak under my hand. He is very interested in mutants. Maybe he will experiment on you, such as cutting your body in half, where will it be? Half of them start to heal themselves first? Or, if you cut one Victor, you can harvest two Victors? What an interesting idea."
The saber-toothed tiger sounded horrified, and the emotion of fear could not be suppressed in his heart.
Only then did he realize that the self-healing ability that allowed him to charge unscrupulously on the battlefield could turn into a certain way of being tortured.
This young major general is simply the devil!
"General, I will never run away."
The saber-toothed tiger swallowed his saliva and made a serious assurance on his face.
If Wolverine sees his old brother's elegant and easygoing look, he will definitely show a shocked expression.
This is also not in line with the grumpy old man's swearing, saying every word with mom to make Fak's explosive temper.
"By the way, what is your name."
After some friendly communication with the saber-toothed tiger, Luke prepared to fly directly back to New York.
Before leaving, he stared at the young officer for a few seconds, vaguely feeling that the other person was a bit familiar.
"Report to the general, my name is William, William Stryker."
The young officer saluted.
Is this a special fate?
Luke couldn't help but smile, harvest a saber-toothed tiger, complete the main mission, and find the future mutant butcher.
Human Resources +2!
Team strength +1!
"Strek, right? How long have you served?"
Luke asked with interest.
The current Stryker has not experienced the pain of family fragmentation, nor has he encountered the destined perfect creation-Wolverine.
The whole person looks no different from the passionate youth, full of fighting spirit.
"Report to the general, one year and four months."
Luke glanced at the rank on the epaulettes, corporal.
I thought it was not long after I was enlisted in the army, no wonder he would appear in the New Jersey boot camp.
"Then Corporal Stryker, are you interested in doing things under my hands?"
Luke asked with a smile.
The evil taste of collecting plot characters is as addictive as drawing cards, only zero and countless times.
Mingming himself was not a philately player before!
"I... can I?"
Stryker was a little dazed, and even wondered if he was hearing hallucinations.
It's like a fan going to the airport to meet an idol, and the latter said that his house is quite big, should he go to Kangkang... It seems that the metaphor is a bit wrong.
It probably means that anyway, and Stryker thinks all this is very unreal.
"Reporting to Washington, D.C. next week, Corporal Stryker."
Luke said much lazily, leaving a sentence and ascending to heaven directly.
tall and straight figure, ripped through the thick air wave, disappeared into the clouds.
Left in the New Jersey boot camp, a look of worship and looking up.
……
……
The same moment.
Florida has a long coastline of more than a thousand miles, and many islands are like pearls dotted on the blue sea.
This is a holiday resort, there are countless islands that maintain tranquility and pristine appearance.
You can enjoy the charming beach, go out to sea kayaking and surf, or go to the fishing rod pier to stay for an afternoon, and then go to the seafood restaurant for a big meal.
In short, the pace of life here is slow and comfortable, attracting a large number of tourists every year.
"It's really a good place, it makes people feel relaxed and happy, forget the troubles?"
At the beach bar on Anna Maria Island, a middle-aged man wearing a strange helmet said with emotion.
Holding a glass of beer, he sat down by the window, looked at the strong young man on the opposite side, and smiled: "My name is Sebastian Shaw. Tourists coming over for vacation, don't you mind if I sit here? "
A strong young man with long black hair, two strong arms and a bronze complexion, shook his head and said, "Please."
He didn't seem to have the desire to talk, and after giving a brief and concise reply, he continued to remain silent.
"Where are you from? I'm from Europe. I have to say that the war is really bad, and everything is out of order."
The middle-aged man who reported his name was not savvy, and said to himself: "I have seen too many innocent people being persecuted and slaughtered. Not only Jews, but also many...excellent compatriots."
The strong young man raised his head and said in a low voice: "Mr. Xiao, is it a German?"
Sebastian nodded without disguising, and said sincerely: "Country, skin color, race, these are all external manifestations. I am a scientist, and I follow my inner thoughts and soul. Extreme racial theory, too extreme and superficial, can blond and blue eyes represent the perfect pedigree? It's ridiculous!"
"Then Mr. Xiao, what do you think is?"
The strong young man seemed to have raised some interest, and asked with a frown.
"Of course it is the gene! Only the gene engraved in the human body is the spiritual totem worth admiring!"
Sebastian started talking ~www.novelhall.com~ holding the glass of beer and said: "Genes are constantly evolving. From the forest ancient apes to the ruler at the top of the food chain, what do humans rely on? Talent? The ability to adapt to the environment? No! It is the instinct of evolution that drives us to experience mass extinction, experience the ice age, experience the Black Death...the perfection of a race depends on genes!"
"The Third Reich thinks that Aryans are a higher race, and blonde and blue eyes are a sign of perfection. It's actually stupid. It's just the result of genetic mutation and has nothing to do with evolution."
The strong young man was surprised to hear, he subconsciously asked: "Then what is evolution?"
"ability."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Sebastian's mouth, and he raised his head and drank a sip of beer, saying: "Humans learn to make tools, learn to make fire, and get rid of the primitive age of ignorance. In mythology, Prometheus steals fire from the world, he Is it just fire? No, that is the learning ability that enlightens wisdom."
"The degree of evolution of a race depends on its ability. For example, a longer life span, a stronger body, and more... the difference."
The strong young man frowned, and he didn't notice that the guests in the bar had already been gone.
A woman with white skin and cold face appeared behind him at some point.
The opponent's finger was placed near the temple, his lips were slightly opened and he repeated Sebastian's words.
"Evolution is cruel. Higher races should eliminate inferior races, just as Homo sapiens replaced Neanderthals."
Sebastian said with a smile.
"Do you feel right, Namor McKenzie?"
The strong young man's eyes were confused and gradually hollowed out.
After a long time, he nodded firmly and said: "Yes. Evolution is cruel."
After reaching a consensus with Victor the Sabretooth Tiger, Luke showed a kind side.He beckoned, called the young officer who was standing in his cell in a daze, and ordered: "Get him an identification plate. Victor Clyde, a member of the S.H.I.E.L.D. task force.""From today, you will continue to serve.""Yes, General."The saber-toothed tiger with a collapsed sternum coughed twice and slowly got up.The self-healing factor began to take effect, and the shattered bones and injured internal organs healed at an astonishing speed.The grumpy old man who has been beaten, obviously has a lot of peace of mind.Most of the mutants who have not been beaten up by society have an inexplicable sense of superiority and think they are more advanced than human beings.Sebastian Shaw, and his spiritual heir, Magneto, rely on this set, either brainwashing or uniting a group of compatriots."Tesak will definitely like you."Luke saw the saber-toothed tiger's self-healing ability, and couldn't help thinking about pulling in the opponent's brother Wolverine.In this way, the proficiency of swiping the skill card will have a suitable training partner in the future.The saber-toothed tiger alone will definitely not last long. With the rough-skinned Wolverine, these two pairs of brothers can withstand Luke's violent output.Although I don't know who Tesak is in Luke's mouth, the extremely keen beast intuition reminds the saber-toothed tiger that it is probably not a good thing.Thinking of the miserable end of becoming a laboratory mouse, a chill came up behind him.The idea of running away came up in my mind!"Victor, believe me this is not a good choice."As if he had guessed it, Luke spoke eloquently: "You will become a wanted criminal in the military. The photo will be published in the newspaper. You will face full chase by S.H.I. , Living a life like a beast.""You may not care, after all, you are a beast. But believe me, it will be miserable if you run away and get caught.""I have a scientist named Bolivar-Tesak under my hand. He is very interested in mutants. Maybe he will experiment on you, such as cutting your body in half, where will it be? Half of them start to heal themselves first? Or, if you cut one Victor, you can harvest two Victors? What an interesting idea."The saber-toothed tiger sounded horrified, and the emotion of fear could not be suppressed in his heart.Only then did he realize that the self-healing ability that allowed him to charge unscrupulously on the battlefield could turn into a certain way of being tortured.This young major general is simply the devil!"General, I will never run away."The saber-toothed tiger swallowed his saliva and made a serious assurance on his face.If Wolverine sees his old brother's elegant and easygoing look, he will definitely show a shocked expression.This is also not in line with the grumpy old man's swearing, saying every word with mom to make Fak's explosive temper."By the way, what is your name."After some friendly communication with the saber-toothed tiger, Luke prepared to fly directly back to New York.Before leaving, he stared at the young officer for a few seconds, vaguely feeling that the other person was a bit familiar."Report to the general, my name is William, William Stryker."The young officer saluted.Is this a special fate?Luke couldn't help but smile, harvest a saber-toothed tiger, complete the main mission, and find the future mutant butcher.Human Resources +2!Team strength +1!"Strek, right? How long have you served?"Luke asked with interest.The current Stryker has not experienced the pain of family fragmentation, nor has he encountered the destined perfect creation-Wolverine.The whole person looks no different from the passionate youth, full of fighting spirit."Report to the general, one year and four months."Luke glanced at the rank on the epaulettes, corporal.I thought it was not long after I was enlisted in the army, no wonder he would appear in the New Jersey boot camp."Then Corporal Stryker, are you interested in doing things under my hands?"Luke asked with a smile.The evil taste of collecting plot characters is as addictive as drawing cards, only zero and countless times.Mingming himself was not a philately player before!"I... can I?"Stryker was a little dazed, and even wondered if he was hearing hallucinations.It's like a fan going to the airport to meet an idol, and the latter said that his house is quite big, should he go to Kangkang... It seems that the metaphor is a bit wrong.It probably means that anyway, and Stryker thinks all this is very unreal."Reporting to Washington, D.C. next week, Corporal Stryker."Luke said much lazily, leaving a sentence and ascending to heaven directly.tall and straight figure, ripped through the thick air wave, disappeared into the clouds.Left in the New Jersey boot camp, a look of worship and looking up.The same moment.Florida has a long coastline of more than a thousand miles, and many islands are like pearls dotted on the blue sea.This is a holiday resort, there are countless islands that maintain tranquility and pristine appearance.You can enjoy the charming beach, go out to sea kayaking and surf, or go to the fishing rod pier to stay for an afternoon, and then go to the seafood restaurant for a big meal.In short, the pace of life here is slow and comfortable, attracting a large number of tourists every year."It's really a good place, it makes people feel relaxed and happy, forget the troubles?"At the beach bar on Anna Maria Island, a middle-aged man wearing a strange helmet said with emotion.Holding a glass of beer, he sat down by the window, looked at the strong young man on the opposite side, and smiled: "My name is Sebastian Shaw. Tourists coming over for vacation, don't you mind if I sit here? "A strong young man with long black hair, two strong arms and a bronze complexion, shook his head and said, "Please."He didn't seem to have the desire to talk, and after giving a brief and concise reply, he continued to remain silent."Where are you from? I'm from Europe. I have to say that the war is really bad, and everything is out of order."The middle-aged man who reported his name was not savvy, and said to himself: "I have seen too many innocent people being persecuted and slaughtered. Not only Jews, but also many...excellent compatriots."The strong young man raised his head and said in a low voice: "Mr. Xiao, is it a German?"Sebastian nodded without disguising, and said sincerely: "Country, skin color, race, these are all external manifestations. I am a scientist, and I follow my inner thoughts and soul. Extreme racial theory, too extreme and superficial, can blond and blue eyes represent the perfect pedigree? It's ridiculous!""Then Mr. Xiao, what do you think is?"The strong young man seemed to have raised some interest, and asked with a frown."Of course it is the gene! Only the gene engraved in the human body is the spiritual totem worth admiring!"Sebastian started talking ~www.novelhall.com~ holding the glass of beer and said: "Genes are constantly evolving. From the forest ancient apes to the ruler at the top of the food chain, what do humans rely on? Talent? The ability to adapt to the environment? No! It is the instinct of evolution that drives us to experience mass extinction, experience the ice age, experience the Black Death...the perfection of a race depends on genes!""The Third Reich thinks that Aryans are a higher race, and blonde and blue eyes are a sign of perfection. It's actually stupid. It's just the result of genetic mutation and has nothing to do with evolution."The strong young man was surprised to hear, he subconsciously asked: "Then what is evolution?""ability."A faint smile appeared at the corner of Sebastian's mouth, and he raised his head and drank a sip of beer, saying: "Humans learn to make tools, learn to make fire, and get rid of the primitive age of ignorance. In mythology, Prometheus steals fire from the world, he Is it just fire? No, that is the learning ability that enlightens wisdom.""The degree of evolution of a race depends on its ability. For example, a longer life span, a stronger body, and more... the difference."The strong young man frowned, and he didn't notice that the guests in the bar had already been gone.A woman with white skin and cold face appeared behind him at some point.The opponent's finger was placed near the temple, his lips were slightly opened and he repeated Sebastian's words."Evolution is cruel. Higher races should eliminate inferior races, just as Homo sapiens replaced Neanderthals."Sebastian said with a smile."Do you feel right, Namor McKenzie?"The strong young man's eyes were confused and gradually hollowed out.After a long time, he nodded firmly and said: "Yes. Evolution is cruel."
