Marvel World New Magneto

Boston.

The city, the capital of Massachusetts and the largest city in New England, was once an important shipping port and manufacturing center, but over time it became a center for higher education and healthcare.Its current economic base is scientific research, finance and technology - especially bioengineering, and is considered a cosmopolitan city.

This was the location for the new factory, despite the absence of large quantities of raw materials and cheap manpower.The reason is simple, the convenience of the port city and the promise of S.H.I.E.L.D. give the city a double advantage, while other factors—such as electricity, materials, and workers—have little effect on factories using new equipment.

If there is a choice, the cities on the west coast may be better, as well as the inner states with large land and sparse population. Of course, the Great Lakes region, which has advantages in transportation and materials, is the best. However, due to Eric's current control, it can only be limited to the east. After some research, Boston, known as the Athens of the United States, came into his sight.

For the students, Bobby may be the happiest, after all, this is his hometown.

Listening to the familiar northeast accent, Iceman was a little restless. He opened the window from time to time and poked his head out of the bus.

In the car with him, in addition to his classmates, there are reporter Eddie and Dr. Octopus who has removed his mechanical arm.

Eddie has recently received important news repeatedly. His status in the Daily Bugle suddenly overwhelmed his rival Peter.Out of his gratitude to Eric, he also lost no time in reciprocating, although the newspaper owner J. Jonah Jameson hoped to vilify the mutants into evil careerists just like he did with Spider-Man.But under Eddie's insistence, he had to make some adjustments and replaced it with various questions.

Eric doesn't care about this. No matter what kind of doubts, as long as the facts are correctly communicated, one day the citizens will find themselves unable to escape the existence of superheroes.

Dr. Otto, who was curled up on the other side of the car, was a little depressed.Since being found by Eric.The scientist fell deeper and deeper into a swamp. Although no one stopped him from leaving, it was difficult for him to find a more suitable place than here. When the little girl who looked like his dead wife appeared, he had to follow closely Eric's footsteps, this time is the first task, he wants to make a more practical and stable machine for his invention.

"I heard it's not very friendly to mutants here." Alison and Mary whispered, although Bobby was very proud of his hometown.But friends all know his experience.The Iceman used to freeze mobs in order to save others.As a result, a mob that rejects mutants rushed into the house was not intended to be against him. Fortunately, a police officer took him to the police station, and then solved the problem with the help of Scott and the professor.

The professor brainwashed those around him, erasing their memories and convincing his parents to enroll him in the Academy, thus creating Bobby the Iceman.

"It's much better now." Hearing his girlfriend's suspicion, Bobby quickly explained to them. "The last time I came back, I was welcomed, and I was specifically invited by MIT."

MIT is the Massachusetts Institute of Technology.His friends became even more skeptical when they heard the name. This academy probably wanted to study the abilities of mutants.

The noise of the young people was ignored.Eric told the driver to drive the car to the Loews Hotel.

Formerly the headquarters of the Boston Police Department, this historic Back Bay hotel is conveniently located less than [-] yards from both Copley Square and Boston Square.

As the contact person of S.H.I.E.L.D., Coulson was waiting there.

"I thought you would choose a place like the Bostonian Hotel or the Copley Building, but I didn't expect you to live in a tourist hotel." After the chatter, the senior agent had a bitter look on his face.

The cheapest place to stay in Boston is of course a motel, and the most expensive is a tourist hotel, and the one Eric chose was a well-known five-star hotel.

"What?" Eric asked knowingly.

"The daily price difference of each room is [-] US dollars, and the bureau will definitely not agree to it." The middle-aged man looked at Eric eagerly, wanting to hear his promise to pay for his own expenses.

But Eric ignored him, it was rare to take advantage of S.H.I.E.L.D., of course he wouldn't miss it.

"Willing to pay billions to buy a new headquarters, but not willing to spend a few pennies for a friend's happiness, should I criticize Director Fury for being stingy or praise him for being smart?" Eric teased.

Now Coulson can only hope that they are going well. If it is done as soon as possible, the finances may not embarrass him too much.

"Tell me about that land." Eric went straight to the point.

Coulson quickly got into the mood: "It's about 200 miles north of the city, near the Portland area. It used to be a small rolling mill with an annual output of [-] million tons. Now it's bankrupt and no one is taking it over. We can save money by running it for you. A lot of trouble, at most [-] million U.S. dollars can be won in full."

"How big is the area?" Eric asked.

"About two hundred acres," Coulson replied.

"I thought the area should be multiplied by ten." Eric was very dissatisfied. Although he can't use so many places, it is better to have a larger area.

"That has to be Indiana. This is New England," Coulson urged. "We can still help and find ways to add some to you from the public land, but there really can't be more. Think about it, there is a dedicated port, there are private railways and roads, and there is no better deal in the east than here where you can place your countrymen, as long as they do not break the law."

"Only these are not enough, unless there is a loan guarantee." Eric did not intend to pay a dollar himself, and the order from S.H.I.E.L.D. can be used as collateral to loan a sum of money from the bank.

"I'll report to the director. If possible, we'll ask the Small Business Administration to help you apply for a loan guarantee." The other side saw the urgent need of their own side, and the lion opened his mouth, and Coulson could only grit his teeth and agree.

Having said that, Eric finally nodded his approval. Next, he will go to the factory site with Coulson for on-the-spot investigation. The young man can relax for a while.

"You can play here for half a day. If Bobby has time, you can ask him to take you around, but I will see you at the hotel at night."

The students agreed loudly, Coulson also winked at his subordinates, and then left with Eric.

"It's almost eleven o'clock." Before going out, Eric checked the time. They left New York at 06:30, and it's not yet noon.

"Yes, we can reach our destination in another hour, and we can have dinner nearby." Coulson replied, he thought Eric was here to confirm the arrival time, but in fact he just wanted to confirm another matter time.

While the agent accompanied Eric on the bus in Boston, a good show was taking place in Chicago.

At this moment, the famous North Michigan Avenue is experiencing a scene of bullets raining down. A man wearing special bulletproof armor, a black mask, a silver metal arm, and a crimson five-pointed star printed on his shoulder is killing people.

"Who is that guy?" A police officer hid behind the police car with sweat on his face. When he just received the call, he thought it was an ordinary gang vendetta, but he didn't expect to jump out of a famous super killer soon.

"I don't know, we just called out to the two parties, and neither party in the conflict admits that they belong to them." Another policeman replied loudly.

In fact, this was just a misunderstanding. The killer's target was just someone in the car who was accidentally involved in the gang fight, but now the outside world has some suspicions about him, thinking that he was hired by one of the parties.

"Hold on," a gang leader yelled. He felt a little pessimistic about the prospect. No one could cover up such a mess on the "magnificent mile" on the Chicago River. The leader of the opponent who was shot to death indiscriminately was too ruthless.

However, there is no other way when the situation comes to an end. We can only eliminate the killer first, and then find a way to find someone to take the blame.

"Focus on, I want you to shoot together," the leader yelled as his men loaded their pistols or shotguns with bullets.

There was a sudden silence on the street, and then amidst the sound of a "fire" signal, the gunfire sounded like fried beans again.

Being the target of public criticism, the killer didn't resist, he turned over and jumped behind a car, and then the place where he was standing was hit by dense sparks, and flames burst out everywhere.

"Nice job, just a little bit," the boss yelled, and then muttered under his breath, "I should have bought a grenade gun if I knew that."

Then he saw a grenade gun pointed at his forehead.

Dazzling fireworks erupted, the boss's head exploded suddenly, the flames rang out with a loud sound, and brains, flesh and broken bones splashed everywhere.

The rumbling sound shattered all the nearby car window glass, and the ground was full of glass shards. The target who was still trapped in the car and didn't get out was suddenly inspired by some kind of signal, and he pushed the car door desperately and ran down.

There was another loud bang. The gangsters nearby and the weak policemen in the distance heard the violent explosion at the same time. They could even feel the vibration under their feet. , the gang members can't escape, and the police reinforcements haven't arrived yet, so can we just let that unscrupulous killer be arrogant?

Their worries turned out to be a false alarm in the end. When the siren blared and came all the way, but there was no gunshot nearby, the police and the brave gang members looked up at the same time, and the killer left at some time.

Now only a few bodies remain in place.

So, when Coulson accompanied him all the way to the factory, Eric had already ticked off the first target on his list. (to be continued~^~)