Simultaneous time travel: Am I the only normal person?

"Dr. Connors, I think you should give us some privacy now?"

"No problem, generous God!"

Dr. Connors thanked Luke for his generosity.

He hadn't met such a generous customer for a long time since he was fired from the hospital.

He left the room with Bob.

When the door was closed, Dr. Connors paused and put his head back.

"There is a set of birth control supplies in the second drawer on the left side of the desk, sir, remember to wear it."

Then, without waiting for Luke to answer, he immediately closed the door.

Luke was speechless.

What are these perverts in the ruins universe thinking?

Does he look like a pervert who can get horny even for a robot girl?

Even though Jocasta is still wearing bionic skin, she looks like a blonde beauty.

Jocasta had a blank expression on her face.

It seemed that she didn't hear the last words of Dr. Connors at all.

"Jocasta, anesthetic."

Luke stood on the operating table and put on disposable medical gloves.

In fact, Luke only needs to use the power of the horse spell to heal Pietro directly.

Regeneration of broken limbs is a piece of cake.

But don't forget what Luke said, he just needs an experimental subject.

Pietro of the 10011 universe has a good relationship with him.

But he will not regard Pietro of the ruins universe as a deceased friend.

The two are just somewhat similar in appearance and ability, and this similarity only helps Pietro of the ruins universe to gain the identity of an experimental subject.

"Scalpel."

"Sutures and gauze."

"Splint."

Luke treated Pietro's injuries in an orderly manner, and Jocasta handed over one surgical tool after another.

"Medical alcohol. Wait, what the hell is this?"

Luke just took the disinfectant and was about to treat the scars on his back from the whip.

He smelled a strange smell.

"Doctor, there is no medical alcohol in the room."

Jocasta replied.

"So you took real alcohol, and it's high-strength vodka?"

"Doctor, Mr. Pietro is under anesthesia."

Jocasta's voice sounded terribly stable.

Because he was anesthetized and couldn't feel the pain, could he just use alcohol instead?

Pietro is a gypsy, and he is a world away from the Maozi who has a tongue flick.

Luke looked up, and Jocasta's expression was calm.

He lowered his head.

"Gauze."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Pietro, who was in anesthesia and unconscious, suddenly trembled.

Is he happy because he was saved?

Luke didn't know.

He only knew that Maozi's wine was really strong.

"This guy doesn't match the real mutant."

Luke pushed the microscope away.

This place is obviously a black clinic, but there are many high-end medical experimental instruments. Dr. Connors doesn't look like a real doctor.

The origin of mutants comes from the experiments of the Celestials.

In ancient times, the Celestials came to Earth and modified the genes of the human beings on Earth.

Therefore, in Mr. Stark's database, fragments of the X gene can be clearly observed.

But in this universe, the mutants' genetic mutations are disordered and completely lack that kind of exquisite beauty.

Just like a real genetic mutation.

Oh no, the biology, pathology, and physics of the real world appeared in the Marvel Universe?

Luke took out the clip with tweezers, flicked his fingers, and the flames destroyed the remaining experimental materials completely.

However, thinking of the corpse of Galactus floating in the universe.

Luke was thoughtful.

Under the influence of some unknown force, this universe is very resistant to the appearance of superreal factors in reality.

Even if there are some outstanding mutations that succeed, they all have various sequelae.

Take Pietro, who Luke just studied.

Super speed can only reach supersonic speed at most.

More than that, with Pietro's physical fitness, he can't bear it.

As long as he exceeds a threshold, his heart will be directly overloaded.

Then, it exploded with a bang.

And, even more tragically,

Even if Pietro doesn't use his abilities, his organ system, which is different from that of ordinary people, is also accelerating his life.

In no more than five years, Pietro will die of organ failure.

Damn, why is this universe so different?

Compared with other parallel universes that open their doors and welcome various dimensional demons, single universe strongmen, and wanderers from various universes.

This ruined universe is simply out of place like a loyal Muxlin.

Damn it!

"Doctor, Mr. Pietro is awake."

Jocasta reminded.

She didn't understand why Luke was doing research and looked like he saw Deadpool's shit.

However, the loyal Miss Jocasta chose to keep silent.

The doctor had some mental problems to begin with, so don't stimulate him at this time, which would easily aggravate his condition.

"Pietro, did you hear that? Don't pretend to sleep, kid."

Luke turned his chair and faced the operating table.

Pietro on the operating table was motionless and looked like a dead body.

In fact, judging from the way he was wrapped, Pietro at this moment was similar to the Pharaoh in the pyramid.

"Jocasta, since there is no way to save him, just dissect him directly."

"Understood, doctor."

Jocasta's hand transformed chainsaw, walked over.

Pietro still didn't move.

Sizzle--

The chainsaw started, and the tooth chain rubbed out sparks.

Ten centimeters, nine centimeters, eight centimeters.

Sizzle!

"Ah!"

Pietro's screams came from the medical room.

Dr. Connors, who was guarding nearby, was giving Bob a tip.

Hearing this, Bob stood up subconsciously.

But he was immediately held down by Dr. Connors and sat down.

"Don't worry, Bob."

"If they kill people there, I will remember to charge for the cleanup."

Dr. Connors comforted.

Bob nodded with satisfaction.

"Ororo, give Dr. Connors a bloody Mary, it's my treat."

The black girl bartender at the front desk nodded.

The flying movements of her hands and the almost show-off-like bartending attracted the attention of many people.

For example, a one-eyed man in a black windbreaker.

He staggered to his feet with a strong smell of alcohol, trying to get to the front desk.

But he was tripped to the ground after taking only two steps.

The masked man fell to the ground, not angry, but laughing.

But in this laughter, there was endless sadness and pain.

No one in the bar would care, everyone was drunk and dreaming, trying to avoid the cruel reality and spend this absurd night.

In the operating room, Luke asked with a smile.

"Why, kid, don't you want to continue sleeping?"

Pietro's mouth twitched, and he looked down with his peripheral vision.

I saw that the abdomen that was originally bandaged now had a new wound, and the pure white gauze was oozing blood.

"Aren't you from the National Guard?"

Pietro asked cautiously.

After he woke up just now, he wanted to pretend to be unconscious and eavesdrop on the conversation between the two.

But what Pietro didn't expect was that Luke and this crazy woman actually found out that he had woken up at the first time.

If Pietro hadn't been unable to help but move his waist just now.

This crazy woman would probably have pierced his kidney with an electric saw.

By then, Pietro will really have to get sterilized.

"Of course not, Pietro."

"Strictly speaking, Pietro, you should call me grandpa."

Jocasta tilted his head.

Doctor, are you sick again?

"Sir, I am very grateful that you saved me, but can you please not treat me like a fool."

Pietro's tone was a little dissatisfied.

Although Pietro has not seen his grandfather yet.

But he is at least sure of one thing, that is, his grandfather is definitely not a mixed-race young man who looks only in his twenties or thirties.

"Ahem."

Luke coughed solemnly.

"Child, do you know the concept of parallel universes?"

"I don't know, dear sir."

"Also, dear sir, can you call me by my name, Pietro."

Pietro always felt that Luke's tone of voice when he said the word child was a little strange.

Pietro was raised by gypsies. He traveled around the world with his parents since he was a child and did not receive orthodox cultural education.

When he grew up, his mutant identity was exposed.

His parents mercilessly threw him to the laboratory under President X, and in exchange for a large bonus, they continued to travel around the world.

This also led to Pietro's basic understanding of science.

"Of course, no problem, kid."

Luke agreed, but refused to change.

Pietro was helpless.

No matter what, the person on the other side was his "lifesaver".

Although their personalities were a bit strange and their methods were a bit cruel, they should be good people? !

Pietro thought uncertainly.

"Child, about the parallel universe, let's take an example."

"You met me today, and I saved you. This is a fact, right?"

Pietro nodded.

"And if I didn't appear there today, you were not saved, but died in the corner of the slums."

"This is a hypothesis, but in a world like ours, this hypothesis is becoming a reality."

"Sir, do you mean that the hypothetical world is real?"

Pietro thought for a moment, then asked.

Luke smiled and nodded.

"Yes, kid, you are very smart."

"And I am a human from a parallel universe."

"So, kid, you should understand why I say I am your grandfather, right?"

Luke's smile became more kind.

Pietro was confused.

Jocasta stood by and saw that his expression did not change much.

In fact, he kept sighing in his heart.

Doctor, he is sick again.