Marvel Reverses Wolverine

Edmond, Canada, the old home of the Howlett family.

This castle-like manor house was initially built in the 1830s, and it has been more than a century since today.

After several renovations, it covers an area of ​​more than 10,000 square meters, and is surrounded by nearly 100 hectares of private wilderness and pastures with cattle and sheep.

The sun shrouds the vast Largo Forest in the distance, and the old Howlett House stands surrounded by many thorns and shrubs.

The high blue-gray city wall is covered with dark green vines, which may be a bit solemn and gloomy because of its age.

But in front of this rickety mansion, there are full of white roses. The rose flowers in the wind seem to bring a clear smile, so simple that it is fascinating.

A bald, black-skinned giant more than two meters tall, like a mountain of flesh, was gently holding a brass showerhead the size of a bucket. His thick lips were grinning, and his protruding eyes like copper bells shone with a childlike light. Filled with joy, watering the rose bushes.

Sitting on a haystack not far from the giant was a young white man with a messy beard and black hair hanging down to his face.

He leaned against the bundles of hay a little dejectedly, looking at the wide school field paved with bluestones in front of him. More than a dozen young men younger than him were practicing strange fist and foot movements, and throwing around the huge stone-hewn Heavy objects, exhaling loudly, stretching the muscles and bones.

A gust of wind blew from the mountain peak, and the young man's empty left sleeve swayed. The linen shirt was very cold in this season.

"Don't look at it, those little guys are all wolves, come and help Kofi water the flowers."

The dark-skinned giant's dull voice rumbled. He hesitated and thought for a while before continuing: "Even if you are disabled, you can still water the flowers and herd the cows. Kofi is willing to take you with him. Kofi is good at delivering calves." !”

"Thank you, Kofi, you are so comforting."

James Buchanan Barnes pulled at his empty sleeves that were fluttering in the wind, picked up a straw stalk and held it in his mouth, with no expression on his face.

"Hey, people often say that. Mr. Howlett also praised Coffey for being able to talk. Everyone likes Coffey, and Coffey also likes everyone."

The black giant John Coffey finally finished scattering the rose bushes. He rubbed his fat hands on the rough overalls and sat down next to Bucky. The entire haystack was pressed deeply and sank.

"Is this how Steve trained before?"

Bucky moved his butt with some difficulty, and he almost fell on top of Kofi.

"Steve, Mr. Kofi has never seen him before. Kofi has been staying in the old house, but the boys in the old house often talk about Steve. They were not convinced by him before, and they are not convinced now. How to be convinced?”

Coffey's speech was still simple, slow and garrulous, but Bucky was used to it.

"I heard that these wolf cubs have grown up next to Mr. Howlett from generation to generation. They are so arrogant! Except for Mr. Howlett and some old wolves, no one takes them seriously."

Two popping sounds came from mid-air. Steve Rogers fell from a high place and somersaulted down. He looked helplessly at Asazo, who had teleported away, and patted his jacket. Walking towards Bucky.

"Bucky, Mr. Coffey." Steve greeted, and brilliantly thanked the Black Giant again for saving his brother.

"No need to thank Kofi. Kofi likes to help people relieve their pain. Are you really not going to herd cattle with Kofi?"

Kofi opened his mouth and looked at Bucky expectantly. Bucky shook his head like a rattle and watched Kofi walk slowly and heavily towards the pasture.

"Back from Brooklyn?"

Bucky got all the haystack territory, lay down comfortably, held a straw stalk in his mouth, looked at the school field, and said to Steve without turning his head.

"Well, I went to stay with my mother and took her to the teacher's manor on Long Island. I planted flowers with Mrs. Edith. I secretly saw your uncles. They are not bad, except for the old alcoholism. "

Bucky's parents passed away very early. He had been living and growing up in his uncle's house, but the relationship was not good, so he had stayed with the frail and bullied Steve since he was a child. Steve's mother was the one who cared most about him. Good elder.

"Where are you going next? The great 'Captain America', America's hero, we don't know whether he is alive or dead. How long do you plan to stay on the farm with me, a cripple?"

Steve looked at Bucky's careless look and was silent for a long time. He picked up his brother who was lying on the haystack, ignored Bucky's yelling, and half dragged and half dragged him towards the mansion.

In the underground palace of the old house.

Arnim Zora was busy around Dr. Erskine with great joy. He had just finished designing the energy capsule that Mr. Howlett was going to use. He looked at the vibranium material used for testing and shook his butt excitedly.

Erskine did not like this little Swiss guy, and he had heard of his reputation in the scientific community. However, in the field of genes where he was short and in physics and high-energy particles that he had never touched upon, Arnim Zola was indeed Has a genius side.

James looked at Dr. Zola who was introducing his design with excitement, and nodded with satisfaction. The "ritual" plan for advancing the life level was finally almost completed.

"Sir, you see, the energy stability and transmission rate of vibranium are simply off the charts! If I had used such a material to create the Rubik's Cube energy source - well, your energy capsule would have achieved the most perfect effect."

"The energy of the Cosmic Cube is indeed superior to nuclear energy. This extremely pure and clean energy can avoid the body's rejection reaction to the greatest extent. The original problem of being too large, violent and difficult to stabilize has been successfully solved with the support of vibranium."

James looked at the design drawings and test data, paused for a moment, raised his head and asked Dr. Erskine.

"What about the testing status of the Styx serum samples?"

Dr. Erskine extracted this Wakanda heart-shaped grass, combined it with the super soldier serum and James' blood, and named the strongest serum "Styx", which was taken from the blood of the Greek mythological hero Achilles. Allusion to the waters of Styx.

Also because this serum has extraordinary demands on the recipient's spirit and willpower, it will have extremely near-death and hallucinogenic effects after injection, with a high mortality rate.

"The serum reacts well with your tissue extract. After all, it is formulated based on your blood and genes. If an ordinary person is successfully injected, in addition to a more comprehensive evolutionary effect that far exceeds the super soldier serum, it will also have the ability to delay The special ability to age and accelerate self-healing, although the extent may vary from person to person.”

Dr. Erskine paused and continued.

".Mutants with dominant People inject.”

"How high is the success rate for ordinary humans to inject 'Styx'?" James asked after careful consideration. He had not expected the overbearing nature of this serum.

Zora, who was next to him, also came over and looked at Erskine eagerly. He highly praised Dr. Erskine's research results. Ever since they came to work together in the underground palace of Howlett's old house, they have been talking to each other all the time. Ask Erskine for advice.

However, the latter often refused to talk to him.

"Well, it's best for ordinary people not to try Styx. It's basically suicide. If you cooperate with your special physical and mental training methods, reach an extremely high level, and have superior willpower, you may have less than half the success rate. .”

James shook his head. There was only a 50-50 chance of success, so he could only save it as a possibility. The Super Soldier Serum was easier.

"Get started. You two can do your own research after this. Dr. Erskine, if you want to go back to Germany or anywhere, I can make the best arrangements. Of course, you are more welcome to stay. In the field of mutant genes But it’s infinitely vast.”

James gently patted Dr. Erskine on the shoulder. His help to him over the past year has been extremely important, and he has also laid the most critical foundation for the future strength reserve of the Howlett family.

There were footsteps and the sound of two people arguing quietly outside the underground palace experimental area.

James said hello to the two doctors and came to another area that was originally used for training. The various exaggerated equipment that he had used to exercise his body and practice martial arts and boxing were already old and somewhat rusty.

He stroked the marks made by sharp claws on the giant iron pile, and there was unspeakable complexity and loneliness in his eyes.

"Teacher, you are here."

Steve pulled Bucky, who looked awkward, and spoke in a strange tone, as if he was occasionally lazy during his childhood practice when he was caught.

"What's your plan next?"

James nodded and asked simply. The European battlefield was basically over, and "Captain America" ​​was no longer needed for the remaining battles.

For more than two months, Steve has stayed in the old house to stay with Bucky. With the help of Asazo, he sometimes goes back to Brooklyn to visit his mother Sarah in secret.

The outside world has already sent ships to search near Greenland for a long time, but there has been no official notification of the death of Steve Rogers.

"I have a friend"

"He had a female instructor he liked. She specifically told him that she was single and her previous fiancé was also married. She said she would wait for him to return."

Bucky told Steve's secret in one breath without loyalty. He watched Fa Xiao blushing and staring at him hatefully, shrugging his shoulders indifferently. He was already done with it anyway.

James smiled and encouraged.

"Go ahead and seize what you need to grasp. It seems that the Strategic Science Corps will remain and evolve into a new organization. You can choose as you wish."

"Have you figured out how to explain the whereabouts of the Rubik's Cube to the outside world?"

If Steve reappears, the Cosmic Cube and the various circumstances of that day's battle will have to be explained. This is one of the reasons why he has not gone to Peggy Carter.

"I've thought about it. Let's just say that the Rubik's Cube was shot by the Red Skull and fell into the ice ocean from the Valkyrie. Let them find it."

James looked at him and waved his hand, indicating that he had something to say quickly.

"Ahem. That's it, teacher, Bucky actually doesn't have anywhere to go, he"

Steve glanced at his good brother who lowered his head and remained silent, not as smart as before, and didn't know how to continue.

"Do some work on the manor, herd cattle and raise horses with Coffey. You can learn anything you want."

Bucky looked obviously disappointed when he listened to the first half of the sentence, but when he finally heard Mr. Howlett say that you can learn whatever you want, he understood something and nodded heavily without saying anything.

"Fighting heroes will see a more complex world in peaceful times. Nothing else matters. Just take care of yourself."

James finally gave a meaningful instruction to his students.

In the past world, black and white seemed to be completely distinct. Holding the so-called sword of justice and wielding the butcher's knife, you often felt at ease, but the sword did not distinguish between good and evil.