[Comprehensive British and American] After swapping bodies with the villain

Eric ended up going to X Academy himself.

He has never been a person who is willing to sit at home and wait for the results. Even if the overall situation is confusing, he should go out to collect more information about the external situation.

By the way meet Charles here.

That morning, Eric opened the closet and took out a three-piece black suit that fit well, paired with Oxford shoes and an emerald green tie, and combed the soft hair hanging on his forehead, revealing a smooth forehead.

This dress is not grand, and there are still some dresses in the closet that Xi Ouluo only wears to attend various dinner parties or press conferences.

But Eric's temperament is completely different from Xi Ouluo's young and gentle. The platinum hair with hair oil reflects a transparent light under the light. In addition to his height and long legs, his jaw line is clear and smooth, and his whole person is like metal. Generally, sharp and stiff.

To be honest, Xi Ouluo's clothes are not bad, just take out a few pieces from the closet and put them together, the effect is good.But Eric is a guy who doesn't like suits and ties. He would rather go out in a jacket or trench coat, maybe a hat.

Looking at the young man in the mirror, Eric couldn't help thinking, "Will he recognize me?"

He shook his head.

Certainly not.

For some reason, Eric had a conflicted attitude.

On the one hand, he didn't want to be exposed in front of the other party, and on the other hand, he hoped that Charles' eyes could penetrate this skin and recognize who he really was.

Even if this Charles is not his Charles.

Eric called Hank again to confirm the meeting time, and then left home.

Although they are both in New York, Xi'ouluo lives a little far from Xavier School for Gifted Youth.

By the time Eric arrived at his destination, it was almost noon.

Hank had already explained to the security guard at the school gate, and when the mutant uncle saw Eric, he greeted him friendly and let him in.

Hank had been waiting for him in his office, the two shook hands and sat down.

"To be honest, I didn't expect you to agree so simply," Hank smiled, "After all, this project is quite difficult, and once you get involved with mutants, it may be difficult to receive some government projects. "

Eric unbuttoned his suit and raised his eyebrows, "I've never been interested in government projects, besides, I didn't agree to cooperate with you, I just came to take a look."

Mr. Beast, who was still handsome and handsome in his middle age, was noncommittal, but took out the materials he had prepared a long time ago, and pushed the folder in front of Eric.

"Then you can understand it first. To be honest, I don't have a deep research on artificial organs. In this regard, you and your team may have to undertake most of the research tasks."

Eric opened those files, and his eyes went dark.

For those obscure proper nouns, he can't understand some at all, and some can only barely understand the meaning.But this did not prevent him from turning over the pages with a serious expression.

He pretended to be in this silent atmosphere for more than ten minutes, and Hank remained silent.

Finally, Eric got impatient.

He raised his head and tugged at the annoying tie, "I almost understand, but what good does it do me? I can cooperate with the Osborne Group or Iron Man. They are richer and richer, with more stupid people and more money. "

Hanke shook his head with a smile: "Although we are not as rich as them, it is still affordable for a research."

Eric knocked on the table with his fingers, and his young face naturally showed a bit of arrogance, "You still didn't say that it would be of any practical benefit to me."

Hank's relaxed face suddenly became serious. He crossed his hands on the table and said seriously: "May I ask, what is your attitude towards the relationship between mutants and humans?"

Eric rolled his eyes inwardly.He naturally thinks that mutants are superior to others and will one day eliminate humans.

Of course, if Charles' ideal can really be realized, mutants will no longer be persecuted by humans, and the two groups will live in peace.He didn't have the leisure to jump out and be a super villain, or an X-version fascist who attacked humans.

But these words, as a human scientist, cannot be said to Hank.

Eric thought for a while, and said, "I'm a scientist, I'm not interested in political and social issues, and I'm too lazy to express my political opinions."

Hank was taken aback by his straight kick.

Before choosing to work with Dr. Weissman, he gathered all the information he could get.

The reason why I chose him to talk about is because he has excellent business ability and at the same time, he has nothing to do with the government or the official, and he can still get on line with the superheroes from the Avengers.Also, Dr. Weissman has a good reputation in the industry and is very friendly to mutants. He even publicly expressed his interest in the X gene of mutants.

"Cough," Hank chose to be open and honest, and continued, "Compared with humans, many mutants have longer life spans, slower aging speeds, stronger resilience and stronger resistance to diseases. It's amazing Yes, the gene that causes these traits is just a mutated X gene."

Eric felt something was wrong and frowned slightly.

Hank shook hands lightly, and his right hand quickly turned blue.

He stretched out his hand and showed it carefully.

"The current market and the black market are full of genetic medicines. In cutting-edge laboratories, they can directly perform genetic surgery on humans, cultivate powerful genetic warriors and even combine alien genes with humans. Compared with mutants, they are essentially What's the difference?"

"If," Hank held Eric's hand, his eyes were clear and sincere, "I mean if, the mutants will selflessly share their X genes for the benefit of mankind. The future is a win-win."

"Our research started with an artificial spinal cord, but the result I want is not a medical device like a heart stent, but a gene medicine that can stimulate the body to heal itself. Then, such cooperation will be expanded to various fields."

Are you sick?

Eric was a little annoyed.

Don't these pig teammates understand that this is enhancing the overall strength of humans?

Are you in a hurry to hand someone a gun and shoot yourself?

Once humans have tasted such sweetness, their enthusiasm for capturing mutants will be even greater.At that time, all kinds of legal or illegal laboratories will be filled with poor mutant mice.

"Wait a minute," Eric looked straight into Hank's eyes and smiled mockingly, "Are you really a mutant and not a human undercover agent?"

Hank also smiled, but the corners of his mouth curled up with a hint of self-deprecation.

"Don't worry, I'm not the Buddha who cut meat and fed eagles in myths, and I'm not crazy. This choice is our best choice at present, but you don't know enough about some inside information, and before we reach a consensus and sign a contract, I won't Disclose this inside information."

Eric stood up and said loudly: "I want to see your leader, Xavier."

Hank spread his hands: "I guess it will be like this in the end, but your attitude... is a bit beyond my expectation."

Eric's eyes were burning: "I'm just a mature adult, and I don't want to believe some big words on the table."

Flames suddenly burst out of the window, and rushed straight up from the playground along the lawn and trees. Angels with wings flew up, and snow-white feathers fell all over the sky.

"John Allardyce!" cried the angel. "You despicable raider! What do you do with the Iceman!"

Pyro played with the little flames between his fingers, and said disdainfully: "One day I will make your ostentatious wings into grilled chicken wings!"

The Iceman hurriedly froze everything that was burning, and said helplessly, "John, you will burn down the whole school..."

In the commotion outside, Hank nodded slightly and said to Eric, "I'll take you to see Professor X."

"John Allardyce, stop! Your fire is blocking my way!" Angel Warren roared, "Don't hold me back even if you don't have the sense of cooperation!"

Warren flipped up and down, while avoiding the attack of the sentinel robot, while avoiding the flames coming out of nowhere.

Although he and Burning John defected from the X-Men together and joined the camp of the Brotherhood of Mutants, they were rebellious and did not get along well.

Just after the angel's wings were burned again, the X-Men's Iceman had no choice but to extinguish the fire.

The three looked at each other and were suddenly silent for a second.

Iceman Bobby gritted his teeth and said to John: "You and I are on the same team, it's convenient for you to cooperate."

John didn't say a word, but obediently walked in the same direction as Bobby.

The assembly has been completed, and the first batch of sentinel robots that are undergoing inspection and adjustment on the production line have assembled, and the first wave of attacks has begun

The Brotherhood of Mutants had a bitter battle with the X-Men's vanguard squad.

Although the sentinel robots at this time are called robots, they are not all in anthropomorphic form, but in various shapes. It seems that the researchers have not been tested in practice and do not know what form is more suitable for combat.

In the safe house, the rows of dusty freezers suddenly lit up, and the second batch of sentinel robots that were about to be sent away woke up one after another, ready to go into battle.

The psychiatric variation researcher who pressed the start button was crawling on the console and sleeping.

The first Sentinel robot to wake up from the freezer locked him by identifying the presence of the X gene in the organism.

It walked to his side, scanned him from the inside to the outside, and then aimed its lower arm at his neck, the deformed material squirmed and went deep into the throat.

The No. 1 Sentinel robot pulled out its blood-stained arm and rushed to the battlefield.

As for the researcher who didn't know why he chose to fight for mankind, his blood gushed out from his neck like an uncontrolled waterfall, staining the snow-white floor red.

The author has something to say: There is a reason for the X-Men to do this. They are not blind virgins. You can guess why_(?□`」∠)_