Daisy in Marvel World

Chapter 910

Cyclops is a typical double standard for clones. He can turn a blind eye to Madeleine next to him, but he has no liking for the two guys who look exactly the same in front of him. Eyes are not eyes, nose is not nose and snorted.

The carriage moved forward slowly, there was no way to tell the difference between east, west and north, Cyclops could only judge that they were walking in a straight line.

Along the way, I can occasionally see soldiers here, all of them are clones with white skin and diamond-shaped marks on their foreheads. They are all wearing the military uniforms of [-]th-century British soldiers and bearskin caps, holding technological senses in their hands. Definitely a laser weapon.

From time to time in the darkness, roars like beasts came, and the clone soldiers also raised their guns to fight back. Are there still enemies in the underground world?It was disturbed before, so it is impossible to accurately judge the current location, but Cyclops feels that the depth here must exceed 5000 meters, and it may even exceed [-] meters. It is a veritable underground world.

He wanted to watch carefully, but the distance was too far away, and the light in the underground world was not bright enough, so he couldn't see clearly. He could only judge from his figure, the enemy was not tall and his weapons were simple.

"It's the underground people. Essex said that their ancestors were the survivors of the continent of Mu. This place was originally the territory of the underground people. Essex has fought with them for decades." Madeleine, as a clone here, She is well aware of some inside information of the underground world, and from the bottom of her heart, she doesn't want to come back at all.

What an eerie place.Cyclops never knew that such a group of creatures lived under his feet. He was not a scholar who studied the history of ancient civilizations, so he couldn't judge how credible this so-called remnant from the continent of Mu was.

The carriage was not in a hurry, and after driving for two hours, it stopped in front of a resplendent palace, and a dedicated clone waiter led the two of them inside.

"The famous Cyclops, hehe, he really is a hero like Nelson." In a small theater inside the palace, the two saw the goal of their trip.

Nathaniel Essex.

As an undead scientist in the Victorian era, with a pale face, a light red diamond mark, and a British-style tuxedo, he is exactly the same as the clones scattered throughout the underground palace.

The appearance is the same, but after years of precipitation, he has seen the joys and sorrows of the world, and the light of wisdom inadvertently revealed in his eyes makes him have a very different temperament from those cloned people.

Sitting there with his waist straight, people can't help but feel a little respect for him. The object of respect is not him, but his rich knowledge.

"I'm very glad that you can visit my art capital. Have you seen my artwork? Do you have any suggestions?" He pointed to the clones all around the palace who looked exactly like him, but with different clothes and jobs.

"Freak!"

Cyclops' comments are straightforward and merciless.

"My wife and son have long since left me. I still remember Rebecca's dying whispers. She saw the disaster and the fire that fell from the sky. In order for our conversation to go smoothly, I suggest you call me Mr. Sinister .”

Cyclops said to himself: "I have some problems with my super powers, Madeleine said you can help me."

The corners of Mister Sinister's mouth slightly raised, drawing the largest arc allowed by etiquette: "Of course, I am a scientist of the same age as Darwin, and I don't need to spend 20 or 30 years learning from my predecessors like ordinary people. They boast that they are standing on the shoulders of giants, and I?...is a giant. I am proficient in all the sciences in the world today, and it is a right choice for you to come to me."

......

Three and 10 minutes later, Mister Sinister, who claims to be proficient in all human science and technology and has surpassed human technology by 100 years, is also a little dazed.

He couldn't see any problem with Cyclops' ability. Genetics, genetics, and infectious diseases were all analyzed, and even some data called the X gene was imported into Cyclops' body values ​​for calculation. It's exactly the same, Cyclops is very healthy, even if he has sex with Madeleine every day, he remains in a relatively restrained range.

The body is healthy, the X gene is also very healthy, and there is no mental obstacle, and the air and atmospheric environment have not undergone drastic changes, so where can the problem be?

Known as the greatest scientist of mankind, Mister Sinister was confused for a moment.

"It may be that there is a problem with the space you are connected to. Judging from several indices, the energy is being rapidly diluted. There are many reasons for this. Specifically..." Mister Sinister hopes to gain the trust of Cyclops, At this time, I sincerely helped him check his body.

From the existing conditions, it is already at the level of a super scientist, but he never guessed that Daisy used Cyclops as a prototype to produce 2000 million Sentinel robot soldiers, not one thousand or two thousand, but 2000 million!

The originally abundant energy now has 2000 million more users, and the mechanical soldiers clear the Zerg without stopping. There is always a limit to the non-Einstein space, and the performance at this time is just dilution, which is already a performance of abundant energy.

But no matter how intelligent he is, he can't guess these things.

The effect of grabbing people first is not good, Cyclops obviously doesn't trust him, and now there is no problem with his research, he can only change his strategy.

"Mr. Scott Summers." Mister Sinister's address this time was very formal: "You still have brothers living in this world, I'm afraid you don't know that?"

Cyclops couldn't help but put his hand to his forehead as memories from the past hit his head.

"The stimulation of that day was too strong, and your brain blocked this part of memory in the deepest part. When you were young, whenever you saw other people's parents and brothers living together, it would be extremely painful. Do you think your ability It's a curse, it's a nightmare, but it's not, the gene will make the adjustment direction you want most, and you found it, not it found you." Mister Sinister smiled proudly.

Cyclops had already passed the blind and impulsive puberty, and Mister Sinister's words still gave him a headache, but the pain was still within the tolerable range.

"You have two brothers who are still alive, maybe your parents are too, but this involves extraterrestrial civilization, look at these." Mister Sinister pointed to the big screen, and there were many corpses of strange humanoid creatures on the screen And some text records magnified more than ten times.

"I don't know." Cyclops shook his head, the writing in front of him was not any kind of writing he had ever seen.

"Hehe." Mr. Shocking and Evil smiled darkly: "I didn't know it at first, and there was too little information. This is a completely different language from the earth. I can only analyze and decipher it a little bit, but yesterday, my research has made great progress. , look at this man."

A bald man with a healthy body, big ears, and glasses appeared on the screen.

(End of this chapter)