Become God in Marvel

John took a deep breath to calm down. He was here to make a joke, and he was obviously reluctant to leave before he achieved his goal.

Through the recent contact, he also discovered that Xu Cheng had not received systematic professional training, and his words and deeds betrayed his own emotions.

Xu Cheng also understands his weaknesses and is too lazy to undergo professional training. When he has the strength, he should live his life, so why bother wearing a mask for himself.

However, it is impossible to obtain cheap information for Hydra. Reducing contact time is the best way Xu Cheng can think of.

"Please inform other people in your organization in the United States not to mess with me, otherwise I won't be so easy to talk to next time." Xu Cheng suddenly added.

Hearing the threat again, John said with a gloomy face: "Xu, it was you who came to hinder our plan first."

"No, no, it's you who have extended your hands to my Osborne Group." Xu Cheng didn't care whether John was really angry or fake, and retorted while adding an emphasis on "my".

"You were still in the lab when we started planning." John still looked very angry.

Xu Cheng still closed his eyes and did not look at John: "Then when I went to the Osborne Group yesterday, you should stop the plan. Those who don't know are not guilty, so I can speak easily this time, right?"

Not wanting to get entangled in this issue, Xu Cheng looked at John: "As the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting. Send me a secret mobile phone. Exchange information for information. It's a fair deal."

"I have a lot of information here that SHIELD is interested in. You are welcome to consult." Xu Cheng especially emphasized the word "SHIELD". John looked at Xu Cheng deeply and turned around to leave.

Hydra is very efficient. In less than an hour, a seemingly ordinary mobile phone has arrived in Xu Cheng's hands.

Xu Cheng also had the foresight to ask the hotel to prepare an anti-theft box equipped with a sound insulation layer and an information jammer, and threw his mobile phone into it. He was not Tony Stark, and he was not proficient in these high-tech products.

I have no interest in accidentally becoming the star of a full-time reality show.

…

On the morning of the third day, Xu Cheng finished lunch according to his own schedule, walked into the study, and saw nearly forty or fifty books neatly placed on the desk.

When he walked in and took a look, sure enough, it was an introductory book on genetics. Xu Cheng had a headache.

I just asked Richard to help me make a list of introductory books on genetics, and then asked the hotel to buy them, and this is what happened.

It must have been intentional, wasn't it because before little Peter left, I couldn't bear to see his expression on the verge of tears and took him to play "off the beaten path" outside the terrace.

Humph, when you watch your son swinging between high-rise buildings in the future, I see you are not in a hurry to get angry.

Xu Cheng scolded Richard for a while, and could only helplessly go to the desk, pick up the corresponding books according to the order of the book list.

You have to walk the path you choose, even if you cry.

But what Xu Cheng didn't know was that he underestimated the anger level of the Parkers. Faced with little Peter who kept crying when he returned home, Richard brought nearly two children to Xu Cheng a week later with a "grateful" heart.

Hundreds of books and academic journals involving genetics.

The reason why many people are not interested in learning is that they are tired of studying - they pay more and get less.

But for Xu Cheng, he gradually felt the joy of learning.

With an enhanced brain, Xu Cheng has almost a photographic memory. The understanding and learning methods forced by nine years of compulsory education make his studies smooth sailing.

When his efforts were directly proportional to his gains, Xu Cheng began to live in seclusion, turning his back on what was going on outside the window and only reading the books of sages.

More than a month passed quietly. Except for Coker's two visits to Xu Cheng to hang out but were declined, Xu Cheng's life was peaceful and fulfilling.

Of course, Xu Cheng doesn't dare to go out now because he is finally famous.

The youngest billionaire, only slightly inferior to Tony Stark, but with the control of public opinion by major financial groups, Xu Cheng has not been exposed, but his extraordinary talent when he indulged for the first time has been exposed.

Entertainment tabloids talked about it and kept digging deeper.

However, this also brought Xu Cheng nearly 300,000 faith points in just one week, which made Xu Cheng have to sigh that there are also benefits in modern society. At least the faith points of pan-believers are really easy to obtain.

…

That afternoon, Xu Cheng lay comfortably in the swan chair, basking in the sun and reading a book.

A cell phone rang. Xu Cheng frowned, reached out and used dark particles to pick up the cell phone on the desk.

"Xu, watch TV quickly, something really happened."

As soon as he pressed the answer button, Coker's urgent voice came from the receiver.

Xu Cheng suddenly became energetic. While putting down his book, he used dark particles to turn on the TV at the end of the study room.

"It was reported live in Washington that the White House office was attacked. The specific situation is still being followed up. It is currently confirmed that the president and vice president are safe and sound. Some sources pointed out that the attack was carried out by one or even multiple mutants...

"

The sound coming from the TV made Xu Cheng almost certain that this should be the plot of X-Men 2, and it was also the event he had been waiting for for a long time.

"What abilities did the mutants who attacked the president use?" Xu Cheng confirmed on the phone.

"It's a blue-skinned mutant. He should be able to teleport and attack with his tail." Obviously, the intelligence power of each consortium is more reliable than the reporter.

"That's right. Help me keep an eye on Colonel William Stryker to see when he will meet with President Ellis."

"No problem," Coker replied.

"How's it going, Professor Randolph, have you done it?"

"I don't know the specific situation, but it should be done. My grandpa asked me to send you a message, they want to see you when you are free." Coker faithfully fulfilled his responsibility as a mouthpiece.

"Help me arrange it. I want to meet President Ellis." Xu Cheng said as if he was meeting an ordinary person. "As for the time, just arrange it when he meets Colonel Stryker."

"Hey, hey, this is to meet the president!" Corker's voice raised an octave, "You're supposed to be meeting cats and dogs, and you can even set a time."

"I believe you can do it." Xu Cheng used dark particles to hover his phone to his ear while changing clothes, "Tell your grandpa that after this incident, I will go to see him and hope that he will put his

All old friends are called."

"Okay, keep your word, wait for my news." Coker seemed to be afraid that Xu Cheng would regret it, so he immediately hung up the phone.

Xu Cheng listened to the busy tone on the receiver and shook his head helplessly. It seemed that Coker had been under a lot of pressure recently.

Soon Corker received news that Stryker was expected to arrive at the White House in four hours.

Xu Cheng looked at the time and felt a little regretful that he didn't have time to visit x academy first.

After making an appointment with Coker, a helicopter soon arrived at the hotel parking platform, and Xu Cheng got on the plane and flew towards Washington.