Marvel World New Magneto

"The development of science and technology is a symbol of social progress, but this progress cannot be at the expense of human safety. I am very happy to do something for the lovely New York citizens, but I hope that there will be as few similar incidents as possible."

On the TV, the new Magneto who was answering the interview was surrounded by a circle of reporters. Outside the reporters, there were countless heads.

The new owner of the White House Office suspended the show with mixed feelings. The new president who had just been sworn in after the accidental death of the previous president was inevitably a little bit sad.

Contrary to his pale and thin appearance, the new president has a strong and firm heart. If we say that he and the old owner of the White House had some differences and conflicts in political views in the past, now their positions on mutants have quietly tended to one government.

Although there is no evidence to prove that the death of the former president has something to do with the mutant leader on TV, on the day he broke free from secret imprisonment, the president was pierced through the skull by a hollow alloy cross used for Halloween decoration. As long as you have a little reason, you will not believe that it was an accident.

Impossible no relationship!

If politicians were still confused by Eric's gentle temperament when he just walked out of the academy, no one despises his existence now.Just like his name, this new leader is another Magneto. His gentle appearance is just a disguise, and his tough and cold nature is under the disguise.

Hydra's base did not hide for a long time. It was originally abandoned by another branch and reused by John Constantine. When S.H.I.E.L.D. found it, the elite agents were stunned by the scene inside.

All those present who read the report were deeply impressed.

The balls of metal wires entrenched in the bodies of unknown militants, the human body suspended from the ceiling by steel hooks, and the spears falling from a height and piercing through the chest made everyone feel cool.

Surveillance work is still to be done, but no one dares to take the initiative to reach out.

Now this gentleman has appeared under the eyes of all the people and rescued the citizens of New York - he has great power and is good at coercing public opinion. Anyone who encounters such an opponent will have a headache.

So the new president deeply felt the humiliation of his ancestor James Madison when the capital was captured by the British army in [-].His Excellency the President signed an agreement that year to restore the pre-war situation, but he still has to face a cloud of foggy and chaotic prospects, and move forward amidst difficulties.

This hardship cannot be borne alone, so he shared the pressure with members of the cabinet that the military and intelligence agencies must find a justification for their combined annual allocation of more than 6000 billion US dollars.

"It's not that we can't destroy them. It's just that the impact is too great." The generals emphasized so.

"We used to pay more attention to the challenges of ordinary human nations. But we need a stronger force for special people." Intelligence officials also pointed out that the previous direction needs to be changed.

The new president is a veteran of politics and certainly will not be fooled by their wordplay.

"Any concrete suggestions?" the president asked, leaning forward a little, his eyes fixed on his cabinet members.

Several directors looked at each other for a moment, and pushed out the S.H.I.E.L.D. that had no representatives present.

"Frey hopes to strengthen cooperation with superheroes, using their powers to fight against powerful people who may cause danger."

"Superhero?" The president frowned. "who?"

"Such as Captain America, Fantastic Four, Spiderman, Iron Man, etc." In fact, the director still knows some heroes that existed before, but when superhumans were born one after another.Their strength becomes insignificant.

The president wasn't happy with his proposal.

"And then. Will they shed blood and sacrifice for the country? What we need is a power that can be controlled in our hands. It is not only powerful, but also obeys commands."

"How about War Machine?" suggested an aide, who was very close to exploring aerospace.

However, the president and the military have a bad impression of Opadry's products. The war machine is powerful in national wars, and it is difficult to use it against the strong.Since the intelligence level of the machine is too far behind Stark's Jarvis, many actions need to be manually selected by the operator, and the training fee and maintenance consumption are close to the expenditure of a pilot.Not to mention the high cost of purchasing the armor itself.

In the last secret strike, the military suffered heavy losses.The only beneficiary is the exploration of aerospace, and Obaday finally got rid of the aftermath agreement signed with S.H.I.E.L.D.

The president is very dissatisfied at the thought of this.

"To that person, those are iron coffins. I need more constructive advice." The white eyebrows frowned, and the staff were helpless. At this embarrassing moment, someone made a suggestion.

"I still recommend paying attention to the mutant healing potion." If Eric saw him, he would definitely recognize that this was Lynch Mograine, a lobby representative of a medical interest group who had acquaintances. "The situation last time was a special case. According to our subsequent analysis, the target body may have undergone secondary mutations, so the effect of the medicine is not long-lasting, but its effect cannot be ignored."

This is also an opinion, the president is not too harsh, he still hopes to find more solutions.

At this moment, Senator Kelly, who is against mutants, stood up.

***

After finally dismissing the media, Eric came to Harry's house.

Little Osborne was waiting for him in fear, and was reprimanded as soon as he met.

"Even if Peter has discovered the flaws of the new technology, do you think everyone can't see it?" Harry shuddered when Eric frowned. "Otto promotes his so-called cheap energy everywhere. From the energy industry to the manufacturing industry, he has visited all the big companies, including our competitor Stark Industries. Trap, finally found you. You have disappointed me so much."

When Eric finished, Harry tried to defend himself.

"The company's business is too monotonous, and it can't squeeze into the lucrative eastern market, so I..."

Eric interrupts him, this time Harry's mistake must be pointed out clearly, he reiterates the importance of working with Stark again, and then gives Harry a little hope.

"It's not uncommon for a company like Osborne to find ten more. Why do I have to choose you? That's because I hope to continue the friendship since Norman. Originally, I planned to sign an agreement to allow you to redeem shares as the business improves. But your behavior this time is too inappropriate!"

Harry looked up sharply, forgetting the previous criticism and only remembering another message from Eric's words.

"Do I still have a chance?" It was his greatest desire to bring his father's company back under the name of the Osborne family, and this news couldn't help but cheer him up.

"Why not?" Eric asked back, and then persuaded him earnestly. "I don't value money, I just want to try to find employment for mutants. As Norman's friend, I hope that in a few decades, you will be regarded as one of the best entrepreneurs of this era, and my Eyes will also be mentioned frequently along with your name. I don’t need to be grateful, as long as we trust each other. If you really calm down, I will naturally arrange the next step for you, but if you still insist on your own goals , then our cooperation ends here.”

As he spoke, he changed from persuasive to harsh, but this time Harry showed no resistance.

Later that day, Harry took the initiative to hold a press conference, and tearfully blamed Otto for all his mistakes. He just believed in his deception and suffered a heavy loss for it.

When word got out that the mad scientist had gone on a killing spree in a hospital operating room, the super-criminal Dr. Octopus's name was born.

At this moment, Doctor Octopus Otto still doesn't know that the outside world has given him such a title. He is hiding in an abandoned dock by the river at night. Although he is hungry and has no money on him, he doesn't have enough courage. To complete the first crime in your life.

"My beloved Rose is dead, my dreams are shattered, what's the point of my life?" He muttered to himself, watching the out-of-control tentacles swimming strangely in the darkness behind him, his heart became more and more confused. The more desperate.

"These horrible things should sink to the bottom of the river with me." He looked at the mechanical arms attacking the doctor, and they pushed himself into the abyss again.

As if feeling the master's determination, several tentacles roared sharply, and the out-of-control artificial intelligence began to actively erode Otto's sanity.

Otto vaguely heard a voice resounding in his heart. He was confused for a while, and suddenly woke up from the hallucination. After discovering this terrible fact, he hurriedly touched the suppression chip on the back of his head that was supposed to prevent mental conflicts. But only then did he discover that the chip had already been burned by electric current in the exhibition hall.

"It's gone...", he said in a daze, several tentacles surrounded him, and the tips opened and closed, as if threatening, but also as if they were silently communicating with him.

"Do it all over again?" Otto laughed at himself for a while, and then changed his vicious expression.

"I can't be wrong! I'm going to increase the shield, make it bigger and stronger!"

The idea may be good, but there is a problem - you need to get money.

"Yes, go and rob the bank." Otto suddenly realized, as if he had found the easiest shortcut.

At this time, he has gradually assimilated with the artificial intelligence of the tentacles, and his thinking tends to be unscrupulous.

"Yes, it is a crime not to fulfill my dream."

As he spoke loudly, the two tentacles heavily penetrated the dock floor, like two extended feet lifting the owner high into the air. In the empty and abandoned dock, Otto rekindled his fighting spirit.

"It's right here, the energy of the sun is in my hands!" Otto said more and more passionately as he rose higher and higher.

"No one can stop us, no one!" (to be continued~^~)