For the peace of the universe!

Victor spread his hands helplessly: "Among the homicides reported by the residents so far, there is not a single murder case similar to that caused by 'Eve', but she obviously won't be a good girl. Stop hunting - besides, we are still doubting whether 'Eve' is aware of this. It is not the team's style to wait for bad news, it is our principle to take the initiative to attack. Since 'Eve' needs men, then my third army The genetic perfection of the mech warriors is definitely enough to attract her sensitive nose. They are all purebred humans with S-level genes, and the recessive genes and diseases of genetic diseases have also been excluded from the genes of the warriors on this mission. Carriers, 'Eve' will definitely not be able to resist their 'manly taste' and rush over."

Angus moved his nose slightly, and then nodded in agreement: "The flowers and plants planted in the square can't hide the smell of sweat and feet. She is indeed very manly. If 'Eve' has no problem with her sense of smell, I think she will consider it." But come here, so as not to give birth to a child with stinky feet."

Victor glanced at Angus coldly, his eyes full of threats: "You think this idea is bad?"

"No, I think it would be better for them to wear the uniforms of real nightclub waiters - the ones with shoes." Angus took a step back. Brother Yuze attaches great importance to his family, he can't hurt them, and ...Victor is already the best as far as humans are concerned.

"Your physical fitness is amazing, and your reflexes are also very good." Victor skipped the previous topic, took a document from Charles behind him and flipped through it, then raised his eyes and proposed to Angus, "I plan to form a A mecha team composed of mutants, are you interested in joining?"

"Didn't Brother Yuze say that... the empire is suppressing the social status of mutants? How can those in power tolerate mutants with strong physical strength and supernatural powers mastering mecha technology?" Angus looked at Victor with eyes wide open. Some surprises.

"Weak and incompetent people in power will taboo the development of human beings. Mutants are also human, and the number of bases in their bodies is still four, and they have the same genetic code as mine. The only difference between the genes strengthened by mech warriors and mutants Yes, the genes in the mech warriors have undergone directional strengthening, while the mutants have undergone disordered evolution—they are an inseparable part of human society, and I will not divide my race." Victor smiled confidently after finishing his speech When he got up, he slowed down his speech with a look of longing in his eyes: "I am 32 years old this year. Before I am 35 years old, I will hold the Academy of Sciences in my hands and become the ruler of the empire. At that time, Yuze has been working hard for it." The "Mutant Emancipation Proclamation" worked hard will be published and recognized by the Empire."

Angus nodded to express his understanding. Victor suppressed the expression on his face and was not dazzled by ideals. He said calmly: "But mutants will not master the manipulation mechanism when the empire recognizes the status of mutants." A's technology, and even some radical mutants think my decision is just a cosmetic project, in order to wipe them all out. Therefore, I must train a group of excellent mecha fighters before the reversal of the status of mutants is passed. It's up to them to hold up the pressure and fend off attacks from other factions, even possible rebellions."

Angus finally looked at Victor differently. He thought that Meng Yuze's closeness to mutants was deeply buried in his ethnic consciousness, but even if the rest of the Hunter family were willing to treat mutants kindly, they would not always be firmly controlled by ordinary people. Mecha technology is shared with mutants.

But now it seems that the education of the Hunter family is extraordinary, Victor's vision is very far-reaching, his mind is extraordinary, and he can be the leader of a country.

Through the brains of all the people he met, although Angus is still ignorant of feelings, the knowledge of Planet Kawen has been engraved in his brain since birth, and with the spiritual power as broad as the sea, he The information "read" on the earth far exceeds the imagination of ordinary people. He can speculate that even though ordinary people suppress the mutants severely on the surface, they are still growing tenaciously in the shadows.

There are always some mutants who have good births and have relatives who love them. Under the blockade of government orders, this group of mutants can still receive the best education and master complete knowledge, and they are the kindling of the mutant group.

Among the mutants, share the information they have with the entire mutant group, so that the entire mutant group will not be ignorant and become a killing tool for ordinary people.

Even the mutants have some understanding of the mecha manufacturing and manipulation techniques that are kept secret by those in power. The only shortcoming is that the information that the mutants get is always too behind.

Excessive suppression will always have a rebound one day, no matter how much those in power reject mutants, they are already part of society, and when mutants start to use violence to fight back, the price will be completely unbearable for ordinary people—— Even without the leadership of a fifth-level mutant who is proficient in every ability like Meng Yuze, as long as a mental mutant and a mimic mutant cooperate, they can completely dig out all the information in the head of any head of state, and then pretend to be this person upend his life.

Fingerprints, voiceprints, corneas... Except for the genetic code, none of the existing methods of secrecy can prevent mutants!

But what if you follow Victor's approach?He comes from a famous family, has a good and clean reputation, has a mutant partner, and has a fifth-level mutant brother. When such a person in power extends a hand of friendship to a mutant, there will be no suspicion of his intentions , and when he takes the initiative to train the mutant mech warriors as a way to show his goodwill, he will immediately subdue the mutants.

When mutants become mecha fighters, they will become a powerful force with inestimable potential, and the only person who can master them is Victor, and no one can threaten Victor's dominance.

For the mutant race and Victor, this is a win-win situation.

Angus looked at Victor with thoughtful eyes. He was able to protect rights, status, love and kinship at the same time, and he was grateful to all mutants. Victor was the real winner in life. Perhaps his way of thinking was It is the most suitable for oneself to survive on the earth.

The pupils of Angus' eyes dilated instantly, and Victor paused for a while with a stiff expression, then he stretched out his hand as if he didn't notice anything: "Study hard, this is your only chance to stand beside Yuze in a legitimate way."

Angus stretched his brows and eyes, and smiled strangely. He held Victor's outstretched palm and said softly: "...No, this is not the only opportunity. Brother Yuze is mine, and it can only be mine. , even, he can belong to me at any time."

Angus raised his eyebrows in an extremely flamboyant manner after finishing his speech. Victor looked at Angus' young and presumptuous handsome face, and with a subtle force in his hand, he punched his face away with a cold voice. Said: "You still need to learn a lot, the best person in the world is worthy of my brother."

Letting go of Angus' palm, Victor left unmoved, leaving an order in a light tone: "Give him double training, don't forget the basics."

Charles glanced at Angus sympathetically, and then faithfully carried out Victor's order: "Please go to the equipment room, Master Angus, you still have six hours of physical training and three hours of mecha knowledge today. Need to learn."

Angus followed Charles' footsteps, his voice unchanged: "Let's go, such a little training is worth showing such a frightened look in your eyes, it's really weak."

Charles glared at Angus angrily, but saw the boy turn his head and smiled at him: "How do you think the activity of your brain cells compares with that of Saurons? I'll just give him an appetizer. If you have any comments If so, I can let you enjoy the actual experience of 'splitting headache'."

Charles stepped back defensively, and said cautiously: "The important skills and attack abilities of fighters, the way of purely brainstorming is too motherly!"

"Oh, that's it..." Angus looked at Charles suspiciously, stretched out his index finger and poked it directly into the outer wall of the all-alloy mecha, "Are you talking about attack capability?"

Charles shut his mouth obediently, and stopped provoking Angus, but was comforted by the boy's pat on the shoulder: "When I only use one-tenth of my strength, you can definitely defeat me with your skills."

"Are you going to say next, 'It's a pity that my strength is inexhaustible, and I will soon learn all your skills'?" Charles interjected with a bit of complaint.

Angus showed an unfaltering surprised expression, nodded directly and said, "I didn't expect that you are not a handyman, and you have a little IQ."

Charles Sisi gritted his teeth, feeling that life is really impossible now, and the young people are more annoying than the other. After pushing away from the training room, he pointed to the ground and said, "Push up a thousand times."

Angus walked to the position designated by Charles with an extremely relaxed expression, put on a pose and smiled. It's a bit interesting, how many times has the gravity been increased?But even with this arrangement, it was still too easy for him.

Angus showed no annoyance on his expression, and even had a taste of relaxed enjoyment. He repeatedly lay down and straightened his body, stretching his slender and powerful arms with smooth and full muscles, and doing monotonous movements one after another. In the training room, there is only the sound of the brain counting without any ups and downs.

An hour passed, and Angus's forehead was still dry without any sweat; after two and a half hours, Charles, the overseer, was still sweating on his head, and the boy on the ground had been perfectly maintaining his position on the ground every eight seconds. Stand up, and he didn't even change his breathing!

"...You can get up now." Charles looked at Angus with complicated eyes, and his voice became much gentler.

"Shouldn't it be twice as much training?" Angus raised his head and looked at Charles inexplicably, leaving him speechless.

"Twice the amount of training, already, counted in."