Comic Genus Hextech Tycoon

Biological instincts: to eat, to reproduce.

Dr. Tumlo thought that re-injection would only show the hunting instinct derived from the first instinct, but ignored that cats are actually creatures with a long estrus period....

The life crystal on Carl's chest seems to be attractive to it, and Carl himself is also attractive to Greer.

Everything fell into place.

Well, it's like this.

Carl lay on the leather bed, slowly stroking the smooth skin in his hand, and the graceful curves appeared in his mind, and he recalled the wild night in his heart.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Greer stroked the severed limb of Carl's left hand and asked distressedly.

"The heat burned all the nerves, and in order to prevent the necrotic arm from damaging other parts, I had to cut it off."

Carl didn't care so much – the original arm was fine, but it would be nice to save his life in that case.

In addition, he can still use mind control to manipulate the exoskeleton to impersonate his left hand, but it may not be as sophisticated as the original hand.

"What does your tribe have... Uh, customs in this regard? Carl asked Greer in his arm.

"What do you mean? Like that after eating the man or something? Greer blinked, like a kitten, and laughed at Carl's not-so-good expression, "Don't worry, there are no such rules."

"That's good."

"But..." Greer got out of his arm and rode on Karl, and the two touched their foreheads, "I do have some customs and habits, I don't know if you can accept it."

Carl smiled - there was some weakness in the smile, but he didn't refuse, how could a man say he couldn't?

And no one can refuse such Greer's supermodel figure and... Enthusiastic.

Then he put his hand on the little man's waist.

"You little kitten, what do you think?"

......

It was just near noon the next day that Tumlo took a look again out of concern.

But by this time both of them had returned to normal, and Greer was even more radiant.

The second introduction of cat spirit made her body more healthy, her skin more delicate and tough, and even... A tail also grew.

Only Carl knew that her ears were actually a lot pointed, but they were covered under the red hair.

As for flexibility and other bodily functions... That's even more powerful.

"Great, Greer, you're okay!" Dr. Tumlow only felt redeemed.

It was he who led the "devil" to the territory of the cat tribe, and his original intention was just to contact some tribes with ancient myths and legends and study their customs, but he did not expect to bring them trouble!

Greer's expression is very aggressive, like a fried cat!

But Carl smoothed her hair: "Take it easy, Dr. Tumlo is in the dark - I think those people must have told you that they just wanted to do folklore research, right?"

Tumlo nodded a little fearfully.

Carl looked at his watch and said, "In short, you don't need me to say that you should also know that you can no longer appear in front of the Aegis situation."

It's a global organization, intelligence and armed groups, and believe me, they can do it even if you're on home.

"So what should I do?" Tumlo was a little confused, "I..." "

I actually didn't care much about you, and I really wanted to give you a shot, but for your sake, I can give you a choice."

Works for me. "

You?" Tumlo stupid, work for the wildlings?

But Carl didn't explain, looked at Greer and said, "You are not safe either, soon those people will carpet search you, no matter which valley you are hiding in, it will be difficult to hide." "

S.H.I.E.L.D. has satellites.

Not only S.H.I.E.L.D., HYDRA also has it, plus all kinds of high technology, these tribesmen really can't hide for long.

This Tumlo agreed: "So are we going to continue here now?" I mean, we shouldn't split our heads..."

Carl glared at the guy – so Doctor and everything like to talk more!

It wasn't until Tumlo shut up ruefully that Carl continued, "I have a way, but I want you to work for me in the future -- I mean, in a sense, I..."

Greer suddenly said, "From now on, you will be the family of the cat tribe, the prophet and leader of the cat tribe."

Carl was stunned for a moment, looked at the others, and saw that the other two dozen people also agreed with Greer's statement.

Greer explains: "The cat spirit is a legend of our tribe from a long time ago, and many of the rules and traditions of the clan are derived from that legend.

But now, it's not a legend, and the never-before-used custom can be activated: possession of a cat spirit is equivalent to a cat spirit, and it has the right to lead the tribe. "

Theocratic tribes, Carl abruptly.

This saves a lot of effort.

"This is the best, then follow my instructions, I will go back to the city, and the instructions will be given through the communicator."

"Are you going back?" Tumlo started talking again.

Carl directly pinched this guy's mouth: "Don't ask too much, you only have two choices, work for me, or go to S.H.I.E.L.D. now and turn yourself in, and then suffer and finally die unjustly....

Which do you choose?

Tumlow pointed at Karl in horror.

"Good, then you just have to listen to me."

"Ahem...," Tumlo coughed twice and continued to ask, "But with all due respect, it is not easy to protect themselves in this land, they must have weapons, land..."

Carl glanced at him with a smile, and then looked up at the sky.

You talk about weapons and territory with arms?

"Sir, the plane has entered the country, you can come back."

......

Back on the plane, Carl deliberately stopped his life crystal, and in just a few tens of minutes, he looked like he was going to die, his face was sallow, and his eyes were sunken.

When the crew saw him, he re-drove the Life Crystal a little better.

Now the crew knew why Mr. Karl had not seen anyone during this time, and it was hard not to associate with the direction of some drugs he had smoked when he saw this look.

"Sir, this is the arms sold this time, most of them are orders from the Kazakh government, and some are private military companies."

Carl took the list and looked at it, most of which were common firearms, explosives and individual equipment.

It is worth noting that in fact, the amount sold to private military companies is also quite a lot.

This is clearly not really sold to private military companies, Karl has already done his homework - these arms will be transferred to those who are named private insurance companies.

Then take them and resell them to some... Eagle countries are not comfortable supporting forces, such as some Central African warlords, or some regions will call them "terrorists"

"The arms business is a ... Not so kind business. Carl sighed.

"Yes, are we going to stop this activity?" Britz volunteered.

Carl was a little surprised: "How could you say that?" "

Sir, I've been helping Mr. Parker with some activities all this time, maybe infected by him."

"So it is." Carl touched his chin, "But Britz, you remember that as long as a commodity circulates in the market, there will always be someone to buy it, and it will always be... The highest price wins.

Instead of letting some unknown guy earn this money, it is better to hold it in our hands.

How else do we make the world become... Is it better, or closer to what we imagine?

Britz was silent for a while, and immediately thought through what Carl meant.

As long as there is war in the world, as long as arms are still in circulation, even if Stark Industries or Carl control themselves and sell guns to those people at a high price.

There will also be other "legitimate" customers who sell to "illegitimate" users at high prices.

There will always be someone to do it.

"I see, should this insight be recorded in the work log? Mr. Obadiah may be interested in this.

"Of course – or rather, he just wants to see this."

"Got it."

"Just give me the buyer's information, and I just want to buy something from him."

The official jurisdiction over the land is very lax, and I believe they will be happy to exchange the land for the goodwill of some arms dealers.