Marvel world code name ghost

It's a chaotic world.

Racial conflict is the only melody in this world, sharp and irreconcilable.

There are many versions of the origins of mutants. Some say they have existed for thousands of years, while others say they only appeared in the twentieth century. But either way, it's ultimately the same argument that mutants are dangerous.

Therefore, under the deliberate guidance of the government, ordinary people are becoming more and more afraid of mutants, and fear will lead to conflicts, conflicts will lead to wars, and in wars, people will die.

Unfortunately, wars between races often end in the genocide of one race.

2029, Mexican border.

Ron and Skye followed Wade to a sparsely populated town. Looking at the depressing scene of the yellow sand sky, the three of them fell into silence invariably.

"Are you sure he's here?" Ron looked at the little bitch beside him who was scratching his head and looking around aimlessly, with a strong suspicion in his tone.

"Of course I'm pretty sure." Deadpool nodded vigorously. Although he couldn't see his face, he could tell from his voice that he wasn't joking.

"When was the last time you saw him?"

"A day ago last time, he was so enthusiastic. He gave me a paw when he came up, which made me a little embarrassed. Then in return, I gave him a knife." Recalling the meeting at that time, Wade said There is actually a hint of shyness in it

God tmd Passionate God tmd As a return gift, what does your shy tone mean?

Uncle Wolf's current small body can withstand your knife. Your knife is made of carbon nanosteel and can suppress the self-healing factor.

Hearing Deadpool's words, Ron was extremely speechless. He didn't know what to say for a moment. Then he ignored the chatter that was still chattering and took his girlfriend to the inside of the town in a flash, and looked at the surrounding environment.

"This place is so desolate, it seems like no one has lived here for a long time." Skye lightly covered her mouth and nose and frowned in disgust.

"A place where no one lives is a good place to hide yourself." Ron looked up and saw the dilapidated unfinished building not far ahead, his tone was slightly complicated, and then he walked forward.

"Ron"

Seeing her boyfriend walking straight towards the dilapidated building, the girl was a little confused, but she still ran a few steps and followed him.

Ron gently opened the door and looked at the slightly messy furniture inside and the messy medicines on the table, remaining silent.

“Someone once lived here”

"Probably just left." Ron turned over the quilt on the bed, looked at it again, and speculated calmly.

"Excuse me," Wade poked his head in from outside the door and said with a tilt of his head, "I searched the whole town and it seems there are only three of us."

"They're gone."

"Gone" Deadpool was stunned for a moment, and then he clutched his chest heartbrokenly, "He actually left me like this. Oh my god, he was such an irresponsible man, he just turned around and left after stabbing someone."

Why do you have so many dramas?

Ignoring the little bitch who was starting to get nervous again, Ron turned to his girlfriend and said, "The old rule is to collect intelligence first. I always feel that something is wrong with this world."

He had seen a pair of deep and ominous huge footprints on the edge of the town before. It seemed that this world was not just the Wolverine 3 movie world. All these speculations may have been preconceived by him.

On the other side, on the deserted highway, a black off-road vehicle was driving fast.

"Logan, where are you taking me?" In the somewhat cluttered car, an old man slumped in the back seat and asked feebly.

"It's no longer safe for us to leave this place." The weather-beaten Wolverine held the steering wheel tightly with one hand and gently pressed his chest with the other hand. The pain that followed made him frown.

Although it was only a small scar, due to the special nature of Deadpool's sword, the wound could not heal for a long time, and the sticky feeling of the remaining blood made Logan particularly uncomfortable.

"It was those people who found us."

"It's not just them." Thinking of the annoying fly he met before, a look of nostalgia suddenly flashed across the face of the lonely wild wolf, and then he instantly regained his composure.

He rolled down the window and felt the cool breeze blowing in, and his chaotic brain gradually calmed down. He glanced at the unchanging desert landscape outside the window and sighed heavily.

"Logan Logan"

"What's the matter, Charles?"

Hearing the professor's call, Logan tilted his head and asked in a muffled voice, with a somewhat impatient tone.

"I seem to sense a mutant that has never appeared before." The already old Charles shook his withered arms and grabbed the pillow on the back seat, struggling to sit upright.

"You're sick again Charles, there are no new mutants in the world anymore." Upon hearing the old man's words, Wolverine suddenly couldn't control his emotions, slapped the steering wheel hard, and shouted sternly.

"No, no, I really feel it. He is so strong, so young, oh my God." As he said this, Charles suddenly froze, and then looked straight at the man in the driver's seat with turbid eyes. The figure showed uncontrollable shock in his tone, "I sensed your breath on his body."

"What?" Logan stepped hard, and with a harsh brake sound, the car stopped on the road, becoming the only embellishment in this endless desert.

"I can't sense wrong. Although my brain and abilities are up and down, and although I can't sense his thoughts, I can still clearly feel his soul." The professor finally failed to sit up. , had no choice but to slump in the back seat, murmuring blankly, "Such a beautiful life, such a beautiful life."

Looking at the old man who gradually fell into sleep, Wolverine remained silent, but from his heavy breathing, he could feel that his heart was not as peaceful as his face.

"Oh wonderful life." Suddenly, he sneered, then sat upright, looked at the endless road, shook his head fiercely, then started the car again and drove towards the confusing distance.

In an inconspicuous hotel, a trio of time-travelers sat around a round table, looking at the computer on the table, with different expressions on their faces.

"I swear, this is completely different from what I thought." Ron looked at the invincible tall robot in the picture with a stern face.

Can anyone tell me what's going on and where the sentry robots came from?

"I found that the world you brought me to is a little abnormal." He turned his slightly stiff neck and looked at Deadpool, who was puffing out bubbles in boredom, with a sad tone.

"I carefully choose every trip. The more abnormal it is, the more I feel a sense of accomplishment." Wade moved his buttocks, raised his arm and put it on the other person's shoulder, looking like the two brothers were getting along well, shyly With an ugly face and a playful smile, "How about we save the little wolf wolf in this world?"

"Otherwise, why do you think I came to this world with you?" Ron rolled his eyes and said angrily, "But the most important task is to rescue him. There is no need to fight with the sentries. We may not be theirs now. opponent".

"balabalabala" Hearing his companion's words, Deadpool waved his hand impatiently, "Of course I know this. Am I such an unreliable person in your mind?"

Aren't you a reliable person who travels through the universe with nothing to do?

Instead of looking at the little bitch who was giving him more and more headaches, Ron continued to watch the slightly blurry video on the screen, and suddenly saw a somewhat familiar face.

"This is"

Looking at the wanted notice in the center of the screen, he rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment, and saw a line of small words below.

Caliban, who appeared in the eastern frontier of Arizona.

"I think I know how to find the wolf"

Looking at the face that was obviously different from ordinary people, Ron said softly, a smile of relief appeared on the corner of his mouth.