Marvel Reverses Wolverine

"Just a few of you? No one else?"

Looking at the empty circular classroom, Professor Charles Xavier asked the few students sitting in the front row in disbelief.

They wore all kinds of strange metal hats on their heads, some of which made Charles suspect that they were modified from stew pots.

"Teach, teach. them"

The only female student who wasn't dressed weirdly seemed to want to say something, but she hesitated for a long time and just gave Charles a "know-it-all" look.

After the "X-Men" team successfully saved a passenger plane that crashed in Brooklyn, New York, Charles Xavier, one of the school's most popular professors, gained unprecedented attention and popularity.

Even more so than the biggest star of our time, Elvis Presley.

But in the past two days, I don't know what kind of wind has blown.

More and more students are beginning to suspect that their privacy and secrets have been spied on by Professor Xavier.

Some people said that they were caught violating school rules because of Professor Charles' report, while others claimed that he failed the genetics course because he had slandered Mr.

What's even more exaggerated is that some students even blamed the breakup of their relationship with their girlfriends on the professor instilling his cheating behavior into his girlfriend's mind, and said that he had never done anything like that.

Soon, the genetics class, where even the aisles outside the door were once crowded with students, suddenly became empty.

These students would rather give up the grade for this course than enter Charles' classroom again. The few dozen students who are still willing to come are the ones who are brave enough to jump out.

They had more of a game mentality, trying to see if the "shielding helmet" they designed could block Professor Charles's mind reading. They kept winking in class, thinking about offensive things, just waiting for the professor to sense it.

Being ostracized and isolated by the group you belong to is the most painful thing for most people. The extreme loneliness of being among the crowd in the busy city is one of the deepest fears in human nature.

Charles steeled himself to finish the class on genetic evolution. He left the classroom before these students, and he no longer had the usual interest in communicating with them about questions or chatting.

Of course, there are no such students anymore.

He still had to rush to the teacher's lounge to stuff himself with two sandwiches, and in the afternoon he had to rush back to the brainwave room of the Mutant Power Institute to do more important things.

"Oh! Professor Xavier, haha. I still have something to do. She is a student and my wife. You know, let's go first, go first."

The tuna fish sandwich that Charles just picked up fell on the plate. When a biology professor who was familiar with him saw him, he panicked, made excuses at random, and ran away without saying anything.

Looking at the still warm sandwich, Charles felt really hungry. His stomach was squirming and twitching, but there was no desire to eat anything in his mouth.

His surroundings gradually became quiet, and the teachers who were eating, playing chess and chatting in the leisure room all moved away or walked away.

"I still recommend eating tuna while it's hot. It will be a little fishy when it's cold."

Eric Lensherr patted Charles on the shoulder and picked out mangoes and blueberries to eat.

He never eats the food in the school cafeteria. The manor's cupboards prepare various dishes for him in advance that can only be found in star-rated restaurants.

Eric leaned gently against the self-service dining table, threw a few blueberries into his mouth, and chewed them.

Charles smiled reluctantly, looked at the cheerful and carefree Eric Lensherr, and felt a strange envy in his heart.

"Seriously, if we had to choose a 'least popular' mutant ability, telepathy would have the best chance of winning."

Eric smiled evilly and elbowed Charles. It would be the most incredible if people didn't mind Charles' power and still treated him as usual.

"You can consider selling those helmets in schools. You can definitely make a lot of money."

Charles finally spoke. His spirits seemed to have improved a little, and he had regained some of his usual energy.

"Oh! My dad will break my legs! That kind of helmet is not easy to make, and the synthesis ratio and casting process are very demanding to be truly effective."

Eric ate ​​the last piece of mango, took the napkin and wiped his hands while saying:

"The trouble has just begun. Charles, do you need any help? Dad actually doesn't have a bad impression of you."

Charles Xavier suddenly remembered that there was a message that he should tell Eric, but he thought about it and suppressed the idea again, thinking:

"There is something I haven't finished yet. I will talk to Mr. Howlett after I resolve it."

Charles wrapped the sandwich and planned to leave it on the way to the Mutation Research Institute to eat. He hurriedly said goodbye to Eric and left.

Today was the only time he found time to leave the institute. The Charles Xavier Classroom had been in the brainwave room for many days since President Kennedy was assassinated.

Greenland, wolf nest base.

The core hall of the underground base was built like a palace of the Olympian gods, which was simple and grand and full of symbols of power.

James Howlett did not sit on the high-backed "throne" made of vibranium, but stood aside and looked at the people who were busy preparing.

Peggy Rogers finally decided to accept the evolutionary modification of the "Styx" serum today, although Steve told her many times that after the evolution is successful, the physical appearance will be restored to a relatively young age due to the self-healing ability obtained,

But Miss Peggy still wanted to do it as early as possible. She would rather take some risks than practice for a few more years to try to break through the killing technique before injecting.

Dr. Erskine understood that Miss Peggy, who rescued herself from the Hydra fortress during World War II and worked and fought with her for many years, finally chose this step.

The doctor is over seventy years old, and he is still personally in charge of Peggy's evolution ceremony today. Compared to the worries of Steve, Bucky and others, he has extra firm confidence in Peggy.

"Okay Peggy, remember, as long as you stay conscious, you'll be fine."

Dr. Erskine narrowed his eyes kindly, and smiled at Peggy who just lay down. He is now full of silver-white hair and beard, with a thin body, only his eyes are still so bright and gentle.

hum.

The egg-shaped evolution cabin built by Zhenjin finally started to supply energy. After a few minutes, the vibration gradually stopped. James had already felt Peggy's exuberant breath of life. Step aside and talk:

"Are you really going to stop thinking about it?"

The old doctor looked at Mr. Howlett, who always looked like a young man, smiled heartily, shook his head and said:

"Maybe I'm not a person who purely pursues the path of science. Unlike Zola, he is now thinking about how to preserve his brain so that he can continue to do research 'forever', but for me, this world lacks nostalgia things, just let everything take its course.”

Dr. Erskine's relatives were all captured and detained by the Red Skull during World War II, and eventually died in concentration camps. This doctor, who is full of warmth for the world, prefers to live a warmer life than the cold path of truth.

If it wasn't for the friendship between Steve, Peggy, and Bucky in Howlett's old house these years, and being accompanied by his valued juniors, maybe the old doctor would have left this world long ago.

"gentlemen."

Erskine took off his glasses, wiped them habitually and put them back on before smiling and sighing:

"I don't have the courage to continue walking like you. No one knows what the future will bring. 'When the sky falls, a tall man will hold it up.' Although you are not pedantic, and you don't have the world in mind, we cannot deny that you It’s the ‘tall’ guy.”

James exhaled and patted the doctor's shoulder, as if an elder was comforting a younger one, but the excessive difference in appearance between the two seemed a bit inconsistent.

Peggy had already put on a blanket, covering up her curvy figure wearing only shorts and a bra wrap. She was much taller, her shoulders had become broader, there was no trace of fat on her body, and she was as powerful as a leopard.

Steve saw that everything was going well for his wife, and then he took out the "Styx" replenishing potion and applied it himself. The couple both completed the final evolutionary transformation.

Miss Peggy took out the gift from Mr. Howlett when she and Steve were newly married, a pair of special pistols made by the second-grade Edman from the package. At that time, Peggy's size was not easy to pick up the gun. , just right now.

"how do you feel."

James returned to the transformation test hall and talked to Peggy relaxedly.

"Great! The power of the killing technique has become very different. It turns out that this is the reason why Steve's combat effectiveness far exceeded that of America's 'super soldiers' now."

"Yes, essentially this kind of power is supported by the strength of life force. Even ordinary people can have extraordinary power if they can practice to the third level or even the second level, not to mention being transformed by serum and breaking through The physical basis of the human body’s limits.”

In the past few years, Peggy has also touched the threshold of the third level of the first level of killing technique. This standard is also the lowest line for injecting "Styx".

Through serum transformation, she, like Bucky, also broke through to the limit of this level, but so far, only the first disciple Steve Rogers has reached the second level through his own practice.

"Has the list been finalized?"

James finally asked, as Miss Peggy, who is responsible for the intelligence work of the Howlett family, her daily workload is much more important than that of Steve and Bucky, who only take care of the "wolf cubs" now.

"It has been confirmed. Especially after the Professor Xavier incident, the voices of support and opposition have become clearer and clearer. The position of the upper echelons of American power has become clear. Have you decided on the time to take action?"

"The assassination of the president is extremely unusual. When I received the news, I planned to take action immediately, but I found that the prey they really wanted to capture was someone else. I had to wait a few days and it was almost time."

James smiled. Bucky had already suggested to him that he should take immediate action to get rid of Director Hoover who was secretly investigating.

But Edgar Hoover seems to be one person, but in fact, he is basically connected with a large number of conservative politicians with a Cold War mentality created in this era.

What he wants is to dig out all these people.