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"Hey, Duke."

"Mindy, how are you feeling now?"

"I feel great. I can't wait to kill Shigant."

"Then ask Matt to bring you over at noon tomorrow. I'll wait for you at the company."

"I'm going by myself."

"Of course, take revenge with your own hands."

beep...

Mindy hung up the phone, glanced at Matt, and said coldly: "Take me to Duke's company at noon tomorrow."

Matt nodded, but then added: "You should call Mr. Duke, he saved your life, you should try to respect him... um... I mean only a polite little girl can Pleasing...Can you please take the knife away, Miss Mindy...it's really cool."

Minty flicked her wrist, and the long knife in her hand made a beautiful knife flower in the air, and she carried the long knife behind her waist.

Throwing the phone to Matt, Mindy went back to her room and locked the door.

Matt touched his neck. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the clothes around his neck were leaking.

Slightly cold, slightly cold.

Not even as warm as when I was around Duke.

This half-year-old child was truly terrifying. He took human life as his own, and his indifferent eyes made Matt feel cold.

Just when he woke up the next morning, Duke saw a tall figure standing in his office, "Long time no see, Duke."

Duke walked straight to his seat and sat down, poured a glass of wine and pushed it on the table to the old man who sat down with him.

Then I filled myself another glass.

The old man pushed the wine glass outward, "Sorry, I don't drink. Alcohol can paralyze people's brains and make people do some irrational things.

Especially early morning drinking. "

After Duke drank a glass of wine, he woke up and looked at the old man opposite, "Mr. Eric, have we met before?"

"When you went to Xavier Academy for Gifted Youngsters to donate money last year, I watched you in the dean's office."

"I thought you and Mr. Charles were no longer in contact with each other."

"Of course not. Although we have different ideals, we reach the same destination through different paths, all for us." Eric pointed at himself and then at Duke, "Me and you, us.

In order for us to gain a foothold in this world. "

Duke knew he was not referring to Duke, Stark's chairman who was active in the media, but Duke, the mutant.

Duke thought for a while and said: "Ideals are like underwear. Everyone has them, but not everyone will show them off to others every day. Look, this is me. underwear

Look how gorgeous it is, how dazzling it is. This is my most precious thing.

I guess it's not something worth showing off. "

Eric was not angry, but sighed, picked up the wine glass and took a sip. Then he looked at Duke with cloudy eyes and said, "Unless this person has nothing but his underwear."

Eric was born between World War I and World War II, and is now over 90 years old. In terms of human lifespan, Eric is already a very long-lived old man.

Duke knew him. He once had a happy family after World War II, but his wife left him soon after his abilities were exposed.

After going through a lot of things, Eric became the old man who seems to be in good spirits like he is now.

Eric now really has nothing but his ideals.

He has been running for the future of mutants, and until now has not had a fixed residence.

"Duke, I sincerely invite you to join the Brotherhood this time. I know that you and Charles have different ideas, but we have many similarities. When I see you, it's like I saw myself more than 20 years ago."

Duke poured himself another glass of wine and asked, "You have caught the magician."

Duke, who only has crazy regeneration ability, has no reason to be so valued by Eric. Duke doesn't know which link has the problem. He can only tentatively ask if the magician said anything good for him.

"Magic, you are saying that Jared went to the Middle East, where Jesus came, and he wanted to go there to listen to Jesus' teachings."

"It's really messy...Mr. Eric, I don't know what I have that deserves your attention."

Eric didn't say anything, but instead said: "I'm going to die."

Duke was silent.

"I am going to die, and so is Charles. We are not among the mutants who can extend our lifespan. We are satisfied to live to this age, but after Charles and I die, there will definitely be a big turmoil among the mutants.

They lack a leader.

I could find no one among them who could succeed me. "

"So you think I can"

"We are very similar. You are like me 20 years ago. I was already 70 years old at that time, but now you are less than [-], and your future is much brighter than mine."

"Is this what you mean? Your subordinates have no objections."

"I don't need to ask their opinion."

"Where's Professor Charles?"

Eric laughed, "Charles is more calm. He thinks he might live a few more years than me. I think he is stupid here."

"I can hear it." Professor Charles' voice sounded in Duke's ears.

Although hundreds of kilometers away, Charles' spirit could accurately reach Duke's company and Duke's office, making his voice ring in Duke's mind.

This is the ability of no more than a handful of Alpha-level mutants currently on Earth.

In the 70s, most people in the world were already aware of the existence of mutants. It was Professor Charles' ability that made the upcoming Mutant Act disappear into thin air.

Mutants, who were once well known to everyone, have now become a secret for a few people.

As an old friend who had been fighting against Charles for more than ten years, if the old man in front of Duke wanted to, he could turn New York into ruins in a few minutes.

But the old man said that he was going to die but had no heirs, so there was a throne that Duke needed to inherit.

It's a bit of a lie.

Eric was not wearing a helmet, so Eric could also hear Charles's voice. He complained: "Don't peek into my inner thoughts Charles."

"Sorry, I'm used to it, but I haven't seen any of your inner thoughts. It seems that besides the helmet, you have found other ways to deal with my abilities."

Because of Charles's intervention, the recruitment naturally ended without success. Eric picked up the gentleman's hat placed on the table, gently stroked the brim and said: "I'm sorry, I came in a bit of a hurry, so these words may be a bit abrupt.

But Duke, I mean what I say.

As long as you join the Brotherhood, you will be the heir to my position.

There is a word in the East called "three visits to the thatched cottage". I think I may have been too insincere this time.

Looking forward to our next meeting.

No need to send it to me. "

After saying that, he picked up the hat and put it on his head, stood up and left.

Duke pressed his fingers on the table, "Professor Charles"

As expected, Charles had not left yet, and his voice continued to ring in Duke's mind, "191 mutants were born in New York this month, and the growth rate of mutants in the entire United States suddenly increased by 150 last month.

Although most are Delta-level mutants with no impact on life, this number also indicates that something unusual is going on.

Although Eric could not obtain such accurate figures, such a large-scale awakening of mutants also made him aware of something.

This made him a little anxious.

Moreover, he had just suffered a little loss at the Roof of the World, so he might be feeling a little depressed. "

"So what do you think is causing the explosive growth in the number of mutants?"

Charles' voice deepened, "I think the reason occurs outside the earth. In the universe, there is a powerful energy traveling across the universe, and the aftermath of this energy causes the awakening of mutants.

Even the green monster I think is sneaking up on New York right now came from this.

Duke, you have to find a way to deal with this monster. "

Why is it me again?

This can all happen to me

This monster is the Hulk. How many times will I have to die? Do you really think I'm made of iron and won't hurt?