Marvel World New Magneto

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, Chairman Watsonton put his hands in his trouser pockets, looking down at the senator representative with a blank expression as he boarded the helicopter parked on the ground and left the island where the laboratory was located.

When the aircraft wobbled across the barrier of the strait and disappeared among the layers of buildings in the distant city, a feeling called remorse slowly grew in his heart, and he hated himself for not insisting on his opinion Well, the dignified world-renowned pharmaceutical tycoon was persuaded by a politician's representative in a few words, and reversed his attitude so easily, which made Watsonton extremely uncomfortable.

But he also understands that the company's internal views need to be respected. Mograine, who speaks for politicians, is not alone. Behind him are major shareholders who are eager to obtain more benefits.Watsonton himself may care about social responsibility, but others may not think so.This kind of conflict of positions cannot be reversed at will with a single sentence. Being too tough will only make the situation out of control.

When the former president was alive, he launched a fierce attack on medical interest groups on behalf of other industries that supported him. The influence of that political turmoil is far from over. As a leader in the industry, it is not easy for Watsonton to maintain its current position.

People hate the high medical expenses so much that there is such a wonderful tourism project as medical tourism. Patients would rather endure physical and mental pain and come to overseas backward countries to accept medical projects with unpredictable risks than enjoy first-class medical treatment in their own countries. Medical equipment and top-notch healthcare workers, the reasons for this are well understood, but like all persistent problems, no one can fix them.

From the moment an interest group was formed, it became a monster lying on the sick bodies of the people and sucking blood.People in the group enjoy all the benefits it brings, but it is difficult to reconcile conflicts through self-discipline, and when people outside the group want to start changing the status quo.It will also be attacked by groups of vested interests.This phenomenon has become deeply ingrained with the growth of the country, and it is not just a few promises made by politicians that can dissipate the dark clouds in the sky.

What's more, it also involves the issue of mutants. For a private reason that he doesn't want to make public, Watsonton's line of fighting mutants has caused many disputes within the company.

Now he can only pray to God that the experiment will not go wrong, and then tide over the difficulties with the help of the senator.Watson thought so.Then the assistant woke him up.

"Dad?" Accompanied by an assistant.A handsome young man in a slightly chubby beige coat walked in.

Watson turned his head back, barely showing a kind smile on his gloomy face.

"Warren, my son, are you okay?" He sat down with his son.

Warren nodded. He looked a little timid, without the confidence and arrogance that his peers should have. He was as pitiful as a child who had done something wrong.The son's appearance fell into the eyes of Chairman Watsonton.He felt more and more pressure.

"The new drug has not been finalized yet. We have to observe its side effects before we can use it for you. You can just stay at home. Why did you come so far to see me?" The father scolded, while holding his son's hand tightly. Hands, affection and blame came at the same time, Hua Lun could only nod repeatedly.

Then the young man took off his coat, revealing the two white wings bound very tightly behind his back.Watsonton observed it for a while and then put it on him with his own hands.

"It's a little bigger, but don't worry. I will find a solution before sending you to college." Father murmured, suddenly a wave of anger welled up. "Damn mutants!"

He cursed fiercely, as if his son was not a member of the mutants, but was suffering from an infectious disease that caused the human body to mutate.

Hearing these words, Hua Lun's eyes, who turned his back on his father, immediately dimmed.

In a field that the father and son could not observe, an invisible force slowly retracted. It left the chairman's office, plunged into the floor, and arrived at the most important virus isolation room without hindrance.

In this heavily guarded room, dozens of isolation boxes of different models are placed separately. Each box made of strengthened glass contains a creature injected with a virus. The growth performance of these creatures is studied The personnel recorded them separately. Some of them can still maintain a basically normal appearance, and some have become strange - or have an extra huge organ, or a certain part of the body has become deformed, and some have become eccentric. His hair was bare, and his body was covered with scales.

Behind these small isolation boxes, a giant rat was displayed alone in the distance. When the force approached, it raised its head sensitively, and stared at the sky vigilantly with its small purple eyes.

A gust of wind blew through the sealed thickened box, and the giant rat's hair suddenly stood on end. It jumped upright and roared hoarsely towards the sky.

The monitor in the corner immediately noticed the change, and the observers through a window immediately issued an order, and soon four fully armed security guards with high-voltage electric shock weapons on standby rushed in.

"What's the matter?" Watson, who rushed over after hearing the news, asked the monitor.

"Nothing found." The monitor reported, and then put forward his own guess. "Probably left it alone for too long, and the experimental subject was a little restless."

It turned out to be a false alarm, and Watson heaved a sigh of relief. When the vigilant force receded like a tide, the giant rat also returned to its usual tranquility, and now Mr. Chairman was even more convinced of his subordinates' judgment.

"Keep an eye on it, and report to me if you have anything to do." After a few orders, Watsonton took his son and his assistants and left. People suddenly shivered.

"Eric?" On the academy's playground, Ororo was shouting at the master of that power. "Do you want to try again?"

"Here we come." Eric opened his eyes and replied, and then walked to the center of the lawn with Storm again, and he planned to observe how Ororo's power worked.

Although according to him and Qin's guess that the mutant talent is not entirely due to the effect of genes, there must be some commonalities among them. Perhaps all people are the same at the most fundamental source, which means that Pyro may not only be able to manipulate The flame, in turn, may also form a low temperature by absorbing heat, so observing the operation mode of other people's abilities has become an important homework for Eric to design for himself.

In this world, he is far from the strongest one. Now there are opposition forces among human beings, and unknown threats will continue to arise in the future. After the professor is out of the game, he has lost important resistance and at the same time lost a strong support , if human beings are willing to pay a huge price, they can still cause immeasurable harm to him. If he wants to evolve in peace, he can only choose to be strong to the end, so as to prevent someone from having other thoughts.So Eric must clearly recognize the pressure and make himself stronger every day than before.

Ororo also understands this, so she cooperates actively.

After a burst of force field fluctuations, the clear sky darkened, and thick dark clouds gathered from all around, quickly covering half of the sky.

The branches fluttered, slightly swaying at first, and soon swayed sideways in the wind. Shining lightning flashed repeatedly in the black clouds above, and the huge thunder was deafening, like countless troops proudly stepping from the void. However, we must conquer the world with majestic spirit.

Eric stood opposite Stormy, watching her quietly with squinted eyes. Ororo seemed to feel a silent urging, so the output of the force field was further enhanced.

The dark clouds were almost pressing down on the ground, and a storm blowing from a far distance swept over with cold air, and soon formed a fine icicle around Eric, but the white frost flowers had not yet approached his body. , Naturally changed direction, the invisible magnetic field was rotating silently and spontaneously produced protection, not even a trace of freezing air could penetrate into his body.

Eric stretched out his hand to feel the force field emitted by Ororo. The nature of Storm Girl's power is quite different from his magnetic field talent, unlike Qin, who can have a similar source.Sometimes he felt that he had gained nothing, that he was just trying in vain, but occasionally, inadvertently, he had a flash of inspiration, and it seemed to quietly pluck a few transparent strings, and several thunder and lightning flashed in the air correspondingly.

He didn't open his mouth, and the storm never stopped. The dark clouds hovered over the playground, forming a rain band the size of two baseball fields. At first, the rain was just fine droplets, but it gradually increased as time went by, and finally turned into a torrential rain As noted.

The main building noticed the changes here. The professor left the office and looked over from the balcony. Logan couldn't stop the curious Laura and the junior students, so he simply took them out of the classroom to observe.

Just when people were worried about whether a rain this winter would flood the playground, the storm stopped suddenly, and the rain stopped falling. The thick dark clouds in the sky surged violently, being torn left and right by invisible giant hands.

"This is Ororo?" Logan was a little strange. In his impression, it was very easy for Storm to disperse the storm.

"He succeeded." The professor shook his head, turned the wheelchair and moved back to his office.

Behind him, a ray of sunlight finally penetrated through the gap in the dark clouds, followed by another, pale yellow beam of light, like a spear thrown by Apollo from a chariot, piercing straight into the dark shadows, and the dark clouds rolled painfully Then, howled silently for a while, suddenly froze for a moment, and then disappeared into nothingness, disappearing into the void as if it had never appeared.

The playground is sunny at the moment, and the accumulated water flows away quickly through the drainage channels.

Ororo rushed over happily, Eric hugged her and kissed her for a while, then suddenly glanced out as if feeling something.

The wind is clear in the distance. (to be continued~^~)