Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

If possible, Charles did not want to try to insert Lincoln, a guy who did not look like a tranquilizer, into his team, but he had no choice.

If Lincoln is left alone, once Xiao comes into contact, it means that they will have a powerful opponent on the opposite side. This is the worst case scenario.

As for handing over Lincoln to the U.S. government...a being who can even kill a policeman at the slightest disagreement. This guy said that he would stay in jail honestly, and Charles said he didn't believe it.

Don't worry, they didn't meet Xiao and his group by then. Now the United States is having a fight with Lincoln. That wouldn't be fun.

In this case, trying to temporarily recruit Lincoln into his team is the only reliable solution.

Eric understood what Charles meant and couldn't help but rolled his eyes, with a helpless tone: "Is there no other way?"

Charles shrugged: "If you have other better ideas, I'd love to hear from you."

"That's enough! I don't give a damn what bullshit plans you have!" Logan's temper was rather grumpy: "I only have one request, get that guy out of here and stop him from drinking in the bar and charging my account.

!”

"You're not going to join us?"

"Why do I join you?" Logan frowned: "I don't care if there is a Third World War. Anyway, it has been fought so many times, including this time."

Charles, Eric:…

Logan's attitude was already obvious. He would rather go to the battlefield and die a hundred and eighty times than stay with Lincoln.

But absorbing Lincoln is very important, so... choose one of the two classics?

Charles did not continue to persuade, but silently made calculations in his heart.

If you fail to persuade Lincoln later, can you use this as an excuse to abduct Logan? Maybe Lincoln will follow him?

It would be great if there was still such a good thing!

Charles thought things through very well, but Lincoln's ready agreement shattered his imagination of trying to bring Logan into his team.

Logan was the last mutant they found in the United States who met the requirements. When Lincoln agreed to join their team, Charles and the others had no reason to stay here.

With Logan's relieved expression at the bar, the three of them left and returned to the special base prepared for them by the CIA.

The comic depicting mutants created a perception of mutants as unreliable for quite a few people. At the same time, Lincoln's killing of two police officers also further reduced their favorability towards mutants.

This base is said to be prepared for these mutants who have just joined the team against Xiao. In fact, it also serves as a surveillance and detention center.

But Lincoln didn't care about this, because in his eyes, this 'cage' was in name only, and the environment was quite good.

Outside the room, heavily armed agents were patrolling throughout the base with firearms in hand. However, the novice mutants in the room did not notice anything unusual. Instead, they leaned on the sofa and chatted happily.

However, Lincoln did not directly participate in the chat in public, because he was actually more curious about Darwin's abilities than chatting with the people in front of him.

As if nothing had happened, he reached Darwin's side, and then said: "Your ability is survival of the fittest? Can you change your shape to adapt to the surrounding environment and survive?"

"Well, you can indeed say that." Darwin nodded after hesitating for a moment: "That's why I use Darwin as my code name."

Lincoln was silent for a moment, then spoke again: "So, can you adapt to all the substances in this world?"

His question made Darwin hesitate again: "I'm not sure, but if it's just from the earth, it should be possible."

"In that case, do you mind if I try it?" Lincoln said, and took out a pistol from his body as if no one else was watching: "Do you want to try this? The bullet is only filled with a small amount of gunpowder, and it will definitely be fired once it is fired.

It won’t kill anyone, it will just hurt a little.”

Looking at Lincoln holding a pistol in his hand, the people who were discussing all fell silent and turned their attention to where the two of them were: "Hey! What are you doing?"

The companions in front of him were a little nervous, so Darwin started to explain: "Well, he wants me to help him test my abilities."

His explanation did not make the people in front of him relax again, but made them even more confused, "What ability do you have that you need to test with this gun?"

Darwin looked at Lincoln and could only repeat his ability again. Then he looked at the pistol in Lincoln's hand and was silent: "I have never tried to do this, so I may need some time."

"Of course." Lincoln chuckled and threw the pistol into Darwin's arms: "You can familiarize yourself with the feeling of change in advance. Maybe this will save you from so much pain in the future."

After speaking, Lincoln looked at the remaining people: "Okay, what were you talking about just now?"

Everyone looked at each other, and then the Destroyer spoke: "Ability, we are exchanging our respective abilities. This is Mystique, I am the Destroyer, there are Sirens, Angels... By the way, what about you? You

What are its abilities?”

Listening to the ravager's questions, Lincoln stroked his chin with his finger: "My ability is very simple. When I bask in the sun, I will become stronger."

Everyone:???

Such a brief description made everyone stunned for a moment. They were not sure whether Lincoln's description was what they imagined.

The ravager who couldn't hold back was the first to speak: "Becoming stronger means? You will become stronger in all aspects, speed? Strength? Wait?"

"Yes." Lincoln smiled and nodded: "Under the sunshine, all my abilities will become infinitely stronger, and as time goes by, the extent of enhancement will become greater and greater."

hiss!

After hearing Lincoln's bland description, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of air.

Just by basking in the sun, you can become stronger in all aspects without any blind spots. What the hell kind of ability is this! How can there be such an invincible ability in the world?

Especially after seeing Lincoln's age, it was hard for everyone to imagine what kind of power Lincoln had now after spending twenty years in the sun: "Can you block a pistol bullet?"

"Pistol?" Faced with the cautious questions of the people in front of him, Lincoln smiled half-heartedly: "A week after my ability came into play, conventional human thermal weapons such as pistols and rifles have lost their effect on me."

"About six months later, except for the detonation of large-yield nuclear bombs, all other attacks were unable to harm me. And after a year, nothing on this planet can harm me."

"Do you think I can stop a pistol bullet?"

Facing Lincoln's meaningful look, the corners of the ravager's eyes couldn't help but twitch.

To be honest, he didn't believe that anyone could withstand a nuclear bomb. One bomb bombed Nagasaki and the other leveled Hiroshima. Its power was simply a concrete expression of human imagination.

If you can withstand a nuclear bomb and remain unscathed, this is something a human being can do.

Why would you join Task Force

The ravagers and others had a trace of doubt in their hearts, but looking at Lincoln, they did not ask the question in their hearts.

The vague power emanating from Lincoln has been affecting them. They can also feel at this time that Lincoln's strength must be very powerful even if it may not be able to withstand nuclear bombs.

Everyone wisely ended their questions in this regard and turned to look at Darwin, who was holding a pistol in his hand.

Although they didn't speak, the curiosity in their eyes fully showed what they were thinking.

Being watched by so many people, Darwin felt a little nervous.

He returned the pistol to Lincoln, then stood up and stood in front of his huge floor-to-ceiling glass, taking a deep breath: "Come on, I'm ready!"

Picking up his pistol and locking the sights on Darwin, Lincoln issued a final warning: "Are you sure?"

"certainly..."

Bang!

The unexpected gunshot made everyone's bodies tremble. They couldn't help but look at Darwin, and then they saw an iron man with silvery white light reflected on his body appearing on the spot.

And the bullet had already shriveled up at his feet.

"Oh!"

Seeing this scene, the Devastator and the others couldn't help but cheer, but Lincoln looked at Darwin and touched his chin thoughtfully.

He could clearly see that Darwin had already turned into a steel man before the bullet hit him. Judging from the structure of the yard, it was the same as the pistol he gave Darwin before.

This is very interesting, and it also makes Lincoln feel that his idea has a lot of potential to be realized.

Noticing Lincoln's deep thought, Hank, the beast with the highest IQ among the crowd, came over and said, "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

"No, there's no big problem. I'm just wondering if his body can be turned into other materials with better properties."

Hank looked at Darwin, who was covered in bright silver: "For example."

"Have you ever heard of vibranium?"

"Vibranium?" Hank frowned, thought for a moment and then shook his head: "I've never heard of it."

"It is a special kind of meteorite that fell from outer space, the product of mixing and smelting with a variety of metals. It will not melt at a high temperature of 200,000 degrees, and can absorb energy, store it in atomic bonds and release it, and

indestructible......"

The more Lincoln kept talking, the weirder Hank's expression became. If it weren't for being rude, he would even want to stretch out his hand to see if Lincoln had a fever.

Seeing that Lincoln wanted to continue, Hank interrupted firmly: "As a scientist who is proficient in mechanical materials, I guarantee that the kind of metal you are talking about does not exist in this world!"

"Really?" Lincoln shrugged noncommittally and took out a piece of vibranium in his backhand: "Then what kind of metal is this?"

Hank:???

Seeing the vibranium suddenly appearing on Lincoln's hand, Hank was stunned.

One second he was swearing and patting his chest to ensure that there was no such thing as vibranium in the world, but the next second Lincoln took it out?

etc!

Hank was collapsing in his heart when he suddenly realized something: "Are you sure this is vibranium in your hand? It's not an alloy smelted from random metals?"

"It's actually quite certain."

Lincoln shrugged, threw away the vibranium in his hand, and swung the baseball he took out from somewhere and swung it hard on the vibranium.

clang!

A melodious chime echoed in the room, and the angular vibranium was hit like a baseball and hit the floor-to-ceiling window.

There was a buzzing sound, and at the moment when everyone was in shock, a wave of golden energy visible to the naked eye was released from the unattractive vibranium.

The golden ripples spread to the entire floor-to-ceiling window in an instant. With a crash, the huge window shattered into pieces under the bombardment of this energy. The largest fragment was no larger than the fingernail of a little finger.

The vibranium that released its energy seemed to have lost its kinetic energy for an instant, and fell straight to the ground under the action of gravity.

The Devastators looked at Lincoln who picked up the vibranium from the ground with some confusion. As illiterate people, they couldn't understand what Lincoln was doing, but Hank understood.

The melting temperature and indestructibility cannot be seen yet, but the property of releasing energy visible to the naked eye is definitely an ability that no metal in the world has ever possessed.

Hank now believes that at least the energy-releasing property alone is enough to give this ore a brand new name.

His eyes were fixed on the vibranium in Lincoln's hand, as if he were looking at a peerless beauty who had taken off her clothes.

Exchange meeting? Fuck the exchange meeting!

If possible, Hank just wants to take this precious vibranium back to his laboratory and spend one meaningful night after another with it.

But, no!

He casually threw up the vibranium that Hank regarded as a treasure in his hand, caught it, and threw it to the confused Darwin: "Here, I'll give you a new task. Get used to this metal."

Seeing the metal that could release an energy wave in an instant and shatter the glass on the front and hit him, Darwin subconsciously raised his hand to block it in front of him.

It wasn't until the vibranium rolled harmlessly to the ground with a thud that Darwin picked it up in Hank's eager eyes: "What is this?"

"A very powerful metal!" Hank explained before Darwin: "I have a materials laboratory that can help you better understand and adapt to this metal. What do you think?"

Looking at the vibranium in his hand, Darwin remembered the scene of the broken glass, with a trace of emotion in his eyes, and looked at Lincoln: "Is that okay?"

"It's up to you." Lincoln said nonchalantly, "I just want a result. As long as the things are still there, you can do whatever you like."