Superman of the Marvel Universe

"Superman of the Marvel Universe"

"Are you going to run to the White House and punch the president to death?"

Howard frowned slightly, as if he was worried that Luke would do something drastic on impulse.

If Superman loses his mind and becomes an unscrupulous existence, it will be a disaster for the entire world.

"Although we all know that he is a fake, according to the procedures, we should find conclusive evidence and then implement law enforcement measures."

"This will not make you bear the charge of 'assassinating the president', nor will Superman become a terrorist."

Howard calmly analyzed that forces such as Essex Biological Company, Kang the Conqueror, Hydra and other forces are no longer a problem.

Because Luke is back.

With Superman sitting in charge of S.H.I.E.L.D., they can't make any waves, and at most they can make some small moves behind the scenes.

The next thing to do should be to put things in order and gradually solve the problem.

"Do I look impulsive?"

Luke raised his eyebrows, a relaxed smile in his tone.

He can understand Howard's worries. The simplest and crudest methods are often used at the end.

Gambling, struggle, competition, fighting... this is the norm in gambling games of different sizes.

No one would think about overturning the table as soon as they sat down, without even taking time to think.

That will only lead to fewer and fewer people participating in the game.

In the end, I was left alone, rolling dice in loneliness and boredom.

"I'm just proposing an idea, don't get too nervous."

Luke waved his hand to comfort Howard and Captain America.

"Then what are you going to do?"

Howard breathed a sigh of relief. If Superman insisted on doing that, he couldn't stop him.

"I understand that sometimes lies are more convincing than the truth."

Luke paused, looked at Howard, and said softly: "The main problem is not the president. He is sitting in that seat, and everyone is paying attention to his every move, so he can't cause any big trouble."

Of course, if the president is a master operator who is proficient in the accordion and often says "No one knows it better than me", then it would be a different story.

If you tell the truth directly and tell the public that a person from the future has impersonated the president and exiled himself to another parallel universe.

This sounds more like a science fiction movie, which is too advanced and not very credible.

It is not easy for people in this era to accept complex concepts such as parallel universes, future time and space, and human cloning.

"You have to eat the cake one bite at a time. I plan to deal with Essex Biotech first."

Luke tapped his fingers on the table and asked Jarvis, who was in his pajamas, for a glass of whiskey.

"This idea is correct."

Howard nodded, he thought so too.

Essex Biological Company, mastering advanced and cutting-edge cloning technology, can create a powerful army of super soldiers at any time.

If they dare to openly assassinate themselves today, they may attack others tomorrow.

This is a ticking time bomb that needs to be defused.

"If you want to take down Essex, go to someone you know who can provide useful information and serve as the right tool."

Howard's eyes flashed.

Put aside the aura of being a scientific advisor to SHIELD and a world-class genius.

He is also a successful businessman and qualified capitalist.

How to use effective means to destroy a rising company as soon as possible.

In this regard, he has quite a lot of experience.

After all, the more you see, the more you understand.

"You mean Emma?"

Luke quickly understood what Howard meant, and the only person who could help might be Emma Frost, the White Queen of the Hellfire Club.

Speaking of this, after returning to Universe 1024, he hadn't had time to meet those... women.

Reminiscing about old times, hugging, reliving past intimacy... these things can be done later, there is no rush.

He was only gone for eight months, not eight.

It's not like Captain America wakes up from his slumber, everything is different and the severity of the change is huge.

At this moment, the world situation has fast forwarded to the Cold War stage of the Cuban Missile Crisis.

"bingo!"

Howard snapped his fingers and raked the spaghetti on his plate with his fork.

This was just made by Jarvis. It tastes average, but it can fill your stomach.

The three of them were sitting in the restaurant chatting, causing a fuss among the butlers who had already gone to bed, and also asked the other party to have a late night snack.

"You may not know that the White Queen is now the leader of the Hellfire Club and one of the representatives of moderate mutants."

Howard was rolling noodles and said: "Essex Biological Company, they are very interested in mutants. Three months after you left, they took over the company with the order of the president and the pressure from the Pentagon. The mutant work that was originally the responsibility of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Originally, S.H.I.E.L.D. adopts a mild and tolerant policy towards mutants. It recruits, monitors and records lists, which greatly eases the relationship between the two parties."

"But Essex was not so patient. They continued the military's rough and tough way of doing things, which caused a lot of trouble and fueled public opinion."

After hearing this, Luke's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes became a little colder.

"According to what I know about Emma, ​​she should take action."

To the White Queen, Essex Biotech is just a small player on the surface.

Behind it stands Mr. Omen, an Alpha-level mutant with multiple abilities.

"They had some...conflicts."

Howard nodded.

The White Queen is not the type to swallow her anger.

Her Hellfire Club fought against Essex Biological Company several times, but in the end they failed to gain the upper hand.

"Originally, at the time of the Paris Peace Summit, the mutant registration bill and related policies were ready to be introduced."

Howard felt a little regretful. He knew Luke's layout and how much effort SHIELD had put into it.

"However, Essex Biotech stepped in and turned the originally relaxed racial relations into sharp conflicts."

Luke was silent for a moment and said softly: "It doesn't matter. A positive hero always needs a villain to set him off."

“Essex, it fills the role perfectly.”

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Hellfire Club.

in the hall.

The White Queen sat on the chair at the top, and a soft and exquisite red carpet was spread from her feet to the door.

"Emma, ​​what are you going to do?"

The silver fox Keira standing nearby glanced at her cold-faced sister.

During this time, Essex Biological Company stepped up its work to capture mutants.

Those clone warriors are moving more frequently, and more and more of their compatriots are becoming prisoners.

As the representative camp of mutants, the Hellfire Club has conducted many rescue operations, but with little success.

"do not know."

The White Queen shook her head.

On the one hand, Essex Biotech has the government acting as a protective umbrella, and all its actions are reasonable and legal.

The arrest of mutants is also for reasons such as assisting in investigations and cooperating with inspections.

On the other hand, she was no match for Mr. Omen.

That guy is an Alpha-level mutant and also has a natural ability similar to telepathy.

In a head-on battle, the White Queen will only end up in a miserable defeat.

"I want to take everyone back to Boston, consolidate the forces at hand, unite more compatriots, and resist the oppression of Essex Biotech."

There were only the White Queen and her sister Silver Fox in the hall, and there was no need to cover up their words.

"What about you? I heard that you are going to Canada with Logan? He has no other hobbies except smoking cigars, drinking, and fighting. He also has a beast-like brother by his side."

The White Queen advised.

She didn't think Wolverine was worthy of her sister. By the public's standards, the wolf had nothing to offer except being strong and having a wild charm.

No money, no house, and a grumpy old man who acts as a lightbulb in their world.

If they really want to be together, their married life will definitely not be happy.

"You have too many misunderstandings about Logan. He is actually... a very obedient person."

Keira smiled softly, she had tamed Wolverine long ago.

The only issue that needs to be considered may be the opponent's brother, Sabre-toothed Tiger.

Out of the psychic intuition, Keira felt that Logan’s irritable brother didn’t seem to like her very much.

"I remember that SHIELD originally wanted to build an exclusive school for mutants, and then you would manage it... This plan was shelved?"

Keira changed the topic. With the disappearance of Superman, the conflict between mainstream society and mutants became increasingly fierce.

The Hellfire Club's situation has also become difficult.

"That's all in the past."

The White Queen shook her head, with a trace of nostalgia in her eyes.

Although, she and a certain guy who disappeared were just special friends who occasionally came to have a friendly match.

However, many things cannot be appreciated until they are lost.

There is no Superman standing in the front, enduring the coveted eyes, ill intentions, and heavy pressure from the federal government and all forces.

The Hellfire Club was in dire straits and struggling.

Not to mention continued development, even its own existence is threatened.

"A while ago, it seemed like everything was getting better, and it seemed like mutants would have a bright future, but it was actually all an illusion."

The White Queen's mood was waning and she lowered her head and said, "That's just because someone gave us hope. When he is not here, all the promises have come to nothing."

"SHIELD can no longer protect mutants. Without Superman, it cannot protect itself and will be dismembered sooner or later."

Keira sighed. Unlike her sister, the White Queen, she wanted to be the leader of the mutant camp.

Being treated equally and living a normal life is the dream of all compatriots.

She is no exception.

If you can stay in New York, Boston, or other cities, who would want to go to Canada?

Keira knows very well that in Wolverine Logan's career plan, taxi driver actually has a higher priority than lumberjack.

"So I have such an important position in your heart? This is really flattering."

A frivolous voice came from outside the hall.

Under the White Queen's surprised gaze, Luke stepped on the red carpet and walked all the way to the seat at the top.

"What? Are you unhappy to see me?"

Looking at the White Queen whose brain seemed to be shut down, Luke reached out and pinched the other person's chin, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The silver fox Keira standing aside felt that her presence seemed a bit redundant.

She was also very sensible and exited the hall silently, leaving the battlefield to the two of them.