Marvel reverses Wolverine

Chapter 113 Family Dinner
Dr. Brian Xavier is a physicist with a wealthy family. The castle-like mansion in West Chester is the ancestral property of the Xavier family.

This family came to America as the first batch of British colonists and has been operating on this land for nearly 200 years.

As early as the eighteenth century, the prototype of Xavier's mansion had already been established here, but in Brian Xavier's generation, there was only one single seedling left in the family, or a healthy single seedling.

Charles lived in the UK for many years during his studies, and took Raven to live in New York for several years after he received his doctorate from Oxford University.

Although the drive is not far from the old house, he prefers New York University, where he works, to be closer, especially now that he is also the chief consultant of the mutation force research department, and he has no time to travel between the two places.

Hank McCoy lingered for a long time at a townhouse near Greenwich Village, rehearsing the manner and tone of his greeting.

Charles had hinted to him that Raven would be home today.

Finally, Hank paused, took a deep breath, and just knocked twice, the door opened immediately.

"I didn't expect you to knock on the door, hey, Hank! Charles has gone to the institute."

Ruiwen seemed to be about to go out. In front of the mahogany full-length mirror at the entrance, she was tidying up her dress with a smile. She had just changed into a white off-the-shoulder one-piece dress. Her hair was much smoother and her complexion looked great. No bright makeup, rare elegant and dignified.

"I, hi, I just want to ask if you are free tonight, Marilyn Monroe's new movie premiere, I have two tickets."

Hank was disturbed by such a fast pace of opening the door. He looked at Rui Wen, who was wearing a white slim-fitting dress today, which was extraordinarily bright and moving, and his ears were burning hot. He still clearly explained the purpose of coming.

"Oh sorry Hank, I have plans for tonight, maybe you can ask Charles, and I—"

puff!
There was a slight abnormal sound in the air, and Asazo appeared along with the red and black wisps of smoke, interrupting Raven's apologetic expression and hesitating to explain something.

He still wears a slightly flamboyant black stand-up-shouldered slim-fit suit, and his hair looks carefully groomed.

"The dress is so pretty, I think blue would go with it better."

"Oh! I'm used to it. I forgot to keep it like this when I go to your house. Is this dress really okay? I don't have many clothes for formal occasions."

Raven changed back to her red-haired and blue-skinned appearance as she spoke, and asked Asazo worriedly whether the attire was appropriate. It was the first time she went to Mr. Howlett's house for dinner, and she was still nervous.

Hank McCoy froze in place. The sudden red figure and Raven's sudden change into a bright yellow eye white and blue skin made him even more unable to keep up with the rhythm.

From Charles, Hank already knew that Raven's mutant ability could change his shape, but this was the first time he saw Raven's original appearance.

Mr. McCoy, a young scientific genius, suddenly felt empty. He avoided his cheeks and picked the frame of his glasses. He was not just sad because Raven was dating this mutant man he had met once.

It was precisely because at this moment that he realized that compared with Ruiwen's real face, his feet were nothing.

"Hey, young man, let's go to dinner together. My family is very hospitable, and you have seen my father."

Asazo generously took the initiative to invite, this young mutant who doesn't know the exact origin seems to be an honest person, and he is also Raven's friend, there is nothing wrong with getting together.

Hank reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth, and raised his spirits: "I remembered that the institute still has an urgent project. By the way, Raven, you look so good."

At last he tried his best to smile, praised Ruiwen sincerely, and ran away in a hurry.

A Sazuo shrugged his shoulders and took Raven's hand. Just as the girl closed the door, the two of them instantly exploded into a cloud of smoke and disappeared without a trace.

"Why are you back? Raven isn't home?"

Charles is writing the basic information of a mutant he just discovered in the brochure. They plan to start from New York and gradually get in touch with mutants hidden in every corner of society to help them solve problems and troubles in life. Participation in the study of mutational forces.

At least that's what Professor Charles Xavier conceived and considered.

"You still need to ask? Don't you know it by just thinking about it?"

Hank sat down on the swivel chair, and the inertia caused the chair to squeak and shake around. He kicked off the oversized leather shoes with his feet staggered. He didn't wear socks, and was forced to curl his folded thick long toes Stretched slowly, without restraint, and scratched the floor comfortably from time to time.

With the eyes of a doctor of genetic mutation and genetics, Charles looked at Hank's strong calves and soles with interest.

Each of his toes is extraordinarily long and strong, a bit like a gorilla's foot, and he can grasp things as flexibly as a hand, but with more strength.

"We are friends. I will not take the initiative to probe into your spirit and thoughts, and even if necessary, most of them are just superficially searching for what you want to see. You must know that people's memory and thinking are very complicated and complicated."

Charles stopped talking. He really seldom prys into people's deepest thoughts and secrets, because what he sees often is the most unacceptable truth.

It's like seeing the cruel truth in her heart that she has no nostalgia for herself when her mother Sharon decided to remarry not long after her father died.

In this world, only the sun and the human heart cannot be looked directly at.

"Raven left with that red-skinned guy, saying he was going to eat at his house, you know, the Howlett family."

Hank stretched his legs and stretched out his body, looked up at the ceiling, and watched the fan blades flickering without surprise and maintaining a boring rhythm with his eyes unfocused. He wanted to lie flat.

"No wonder! A few days ago, I brought back a so-called craft decoration from an African indigenous country. I insisted that it was brought from the place of origin. At that time, I joked that she was deceived by a certain gypsy vendor."

Charles put down the pen in his hand, and spoke a little anxiously. As soon as he finished speaking, the room fell into a long awkward silence. Like Hank, he just stared at the ceiling blankly, as if the boring fan blades could really What's new.

Both men seem to feel they have lost something, it's just not the same.

"What do you think of the situation in Mr. Howlett's house? That person...and the people around him look much more terrifying than the so-called 'Black Emperor' Xiao."

After a while, Hank McCoy finally quietly asked Charles beside him, but it was more like talking to himself.

Charles suddenly shuddered, stood up abruptly, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and was about to walk towards the brainwave apparatus in the center of the laboratory.

"No, it's too dangerous for Raven! That family is like a gangster organization. Maybe there will be some inhuman entertainment methods, or even smoking some drugs. I have to go and see!"

While he was talking, he was about to put on the brainwave device in a hurry. Hank didn't even move his buttocks, and said embarrassingly:
"Didn't you say that the woman who also has spiritual power can stop all your prying eyes, and who knows where they will be in the world, the person who took Raven can move instantly."

Charles was deflated, and he muttered that when Raven came back, he must ask clearly, even if he secretly took a look in his mind behind her back.

Howlett House, Edmond, Canada.

Over the past few decades, the vicinity of the old house is no longer what it was when the old Mr. Howlett first built the manor. There is only a boundless wilderness and hills.

As generations of Howlett family core members, whether the earliest descendants of the wolf pack or members responsible for business and other affairs, have been multiplying around the manor buildings of the old house, they have built their own houses.

Gradually, it became a bit like a medieval lord's fiefdom, like a quiet town hidden from the hustle and bustle.

Eric Lanshere was holding a stack of plates, with a lot of knives and forks floating beside him. He placed the plates one by one on the dining table in the hall, and at the same time controlled the metal tableware to land on each chair flexibly. forward.

There are not many servants in the old house on weekdays. After all, there are not many people who need to take care of here except the old housekeeper Casper who can hardly walk around.

Although they are doing the work of servants, they are all descendants of the old folks in the family. They are also members of the family in essence, and they will choose their own future according to their own wishes, instead of being James's generation after generation. servant.

When it's time for a dinner party, there will always be some shortage of staff, and everyone will do something by themselves, just like ordinary people eating together.

Asazo teleported from the kitchen, holding a bundle of wooden, delicately crafted slender sticks, and placed pairs on each plate.

"I've seen this before! Are they called chopsticks? I used them in a sushi restaurant. They are tableware used by Japanese people to eat."

"No, it is from China. All other places learned from there. In ancient times, they would be proud to call it a cultural creation from that country, but just like people, countries or nations will change. Very snobby."

James smiled and walked downstairs, and corrected Raven's statement seriously but not seriously. He looked at Raven's original face and happily praised Asazo's eyes.

Miss Raven looked at Mr. Howlett who finally appeared, still a little nervous, standing quietly beside Asazo.

Although the other party looked as young as Charles, the profound and distant temperament seemed to come from another era, and it didn't seem out of place with the present.

James sat in the center of the upper head, and Emma sat down on his right hand side, pulling Raven next to him, and as the chefs put the dishes one by one, Bucky, Steve and his wife were still a few minutes away. All the winter wolves at the manor sat in their seats and watched him.

"It's the holidays. Let's have a meal together and try these dishes. The chefs went to Chinatown in New York to learn for several years before making them."

There were no special speeches or ceremonies, just like the most common family dinner, even more casual, Raven watched almost everyone skillfully using chopsticks, eating fresh dishes with unusually attractive taste and color, not only Confused, he asked Asazo beside him in a low voice.

"What holiday is today?"

After thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't remember any special festival on this day in September. Could it be that Mr. Howlett followed some other cultural customs.

"Our family only celebrates the Mid-Autumn Festival, a traditional day in the East. No one knows the exact day, only the father knows, and the date is different every year, and our family will have another day alone during the New Year. "

Raven nodded half-understood, she was very curious and interested in everything about the Howlett family, the atmosphere here was relaxed and at ease that she had never felt since she could remember.

He was able to show his original appearance generously in front of so many people without seeing any weird eyes.

"Raven, how do you feel when you change? Can you only change the appearance of your body?"

Emma has gotten to know Raven very well after an afternoon. Before Miss Peggy came, she was the only girl here. Raven, who is also a mutant, can have dinner together today, which made Emma very happy.

She curiously asked about the details of this magical ability. As a woman, Emma was also very envious of this ability.

Swish, Raven's white skirt turned into the same black suit as Asazo's beside him, and then the person also changed into his appearance, with his body shape and even his tail vivid.

Everyone was amazed, Bucky and Eric even applauded and cheered a few times, James watched Raven's changes carefully, and couldn't help but be amazed.

Only A Sazuo looked at "myself" who winked at him playfully, couldn't help his scalp numb, and goose bumps appeared on his body.

"I can directly imitate the appearance of clothes and the appearance of many substances. It may be that my skin tissue is different. But if I wear other real clothes, I can only cover them up without any changes. They are relatively light and thin. It’s okay, too heavy coats won’t work.”

Everyone chattered about Raven's skills, and Bucky even found another way to ask if the clothes that Raven imitated with his body could be taken off, and Steve slapped him on the back of the neck before closing it tactfully. mouthed.

Raven happily chatted with everyone, asking Steve about his experience in World War II, how Bucky's metal arm felt when he used it, and even biting ears with Emma, ​​curious about how she got along with Mr. Howlett. feelings.

James spends more time watching people laughing and chatting cheerfully. He just eats with his head down, with braised pork, sweet and sour fish, and fried pork with green peppers. The back kitchen makes bowls of rice one after another.

Although he didn't speak much, there was a wave of fiery emotions in his chest.

That is the joy and warmth that can only be brought by home.

After dinner, James took out old black-and-white photos from more than half a century ago, and showed Raven the appearance of Asazo being held in his arms when he was a child. His thin, pitiful appearance attracted several women There was a soft light in his eyes.

Everyone began to complain that Asazo was really disabled now. Under the resentful eyes of the red devil, James gave Steve and Peggy a look, and went upstairs to the study.

The Rogers couple sat in front of the antique desk, looked at the fluorescent purple serum potion bottle in a slender vibrating gold box in front of them, glanced at each other, and looked at James with some puzzlement.

"'Styx' serum, Steve knows, this is what Bucky uses, you already have the foundation, don't bother so much, go back and get an injection yourself later, but Peggy—"

James pondered for a moment, and slowly said to Mrs. Rogers:
"I can give you two options, one is the mature and safe super soldier serum, and then one day you can enter the wolf winter, and then thaw at a suitable time in the future, and see him again."

"The other is 'Styx', which is very dangerous, with a survival rate of less than half. Steve himself has undergone serum transformation, coupled with so many years of tempering and practice, and his level of killing skills is also very high, so it may be easier bear, but if you inject directly."

After a long while of silence, none of the three made a sound. Steve smiled suddenly, and said seriously:
"Teacher, I'm not interested in 'Styx'. Even now, Bucky may not be my opponent. The original serum is enough. Peggy and I can live together for a long time."

James nodded. This result was what he expected. With Steve's character, he would probably choose this way. He said a little sadly:

"Nothing is eternal. Maybe I can live for a long time, but that is not a kind of happiness. Immortality is a cruel choice, not for others, but for myself."

"In this universe, only life with no emotion will choose this way, but what is the difference between such a life and earth, stone, gold and iron? Let's do this first, the technology will improve in the future, and I believe there will be more choices by then. .”

James felt that the matter was basically settled. Just as he was about to get up, Peggy, who had been silent all the time, said seriously: "Sir, I hope to try 'Styx'."

"You don't talk yet!"

Peggy covered Steve's eagerly opened mouth with her pale fingertips, turned to look at James, and continued without blinking:
"You said that this choice is left to me, and now I have my own pursuit. If I hadn't met you, I would be happy to do a job that is helpful to society and the world, and stay with Steve We are old, but you showed us a way and opened the door to a new world."

"I don't want to miss the excitement of this journey. I will grow old after a few years, or lie in the frost and wake up, let the world become strange to my eyes, which is not what I want."

Steve finally spoke out urgently, his handsome appearance was a little deformed.

"You can use the original serum first, and wait a few years before trying to supplement it like I did. The technology will definitely be more perfect at that time, and I will wait for you!"

Miss Peggy smiled softly. Her husband, who was a bit too upright, hadn't thought through many joints.

"Do you think Mr. will be stingy with a few plants of heart-shaped grass? With the vibrating gold meteorite, we can continue to cultivate this magical plant in the future, but even with the super soldier serum as the foundation, it is difficult to superimpose and supplement this serum." Strength, am I right sir?"

James didn't make a sound, just looked at Steve, his eyes said everything.

The power of human genetic evolution cannot simply be calculated as one plus one equals two. The two serums are related, but mutually exclusive.

It may be even more dangerous to superimpose the Styx serum on the basis of the super soldier serum.

Only by breaking all the secrets of the physical body and advancing the practice to the energy level, that is, the stellar environment, can one resist the double rejection of the will and the body.

"I know it's unfair to you."

Peggy caressed Steve's face, looked at her husband's lonely eyes, and couldn't help but loosen the thoughts she had just settled in her heart.

"It's because I ignored your feelings too much. To be honest, in those days on the battlefield, I always felt that the strength in your heart was more suitable to be a so-called 'hero' than me. It's just the constraints of this era and people's concepts. about you."

"Harmful"

James sighed and sprinkled this set in front of my old man. If there were not more and more people around me now, it would be really uncomfortable for a while.

"Okay, you should accompany Peggy to practice killing techniques for a period of time. Although low-level body mastery is not very helpful for serum fusion, at least martial arts training can sharpen your will."

James felt more and more the temptation of extraordinary power for everyone with ideals or ambitions. This kind of pure mighty power added to oneself is not comparable to ordinary material wealth.

Now the major countries have more or less mastered certain evolutionary methods and research.

The confrontation between the two poles is not over yet, what kind of power is still hidden in this world, and what kind of moth will come out, I can't grasp it.

Fortunately, after all these years of arrangement and means, he finally got all the Cosmic Rubik's Cube and Vibrating Metal Meteorite in his hands.

James Howlett would like to see, one day he said that the sky is dark, who dares to say it.

After World War II, the United States' "Paper Clip" project brought together a large number of German scientists, and almost all of these people had served in the former German Weapons and Equipment Department, which was later the Hydra Force.

In addition to the only leader "Red Skull" John Schmidt at that time, Dr. Arnim Zola, as the chief scientist, was also the leader of these nanite scientists.

But after the defeat, Dr. Zola disappeared inexplicably, and these people have been in a state of no one for a long time.

But the spirit of Hydera has been taking root and sprouting, and gradually spread in the new organization that incorporated them, called SHIELD for short.

One head is cut off, and two are regenerated.

There will never be a truly immortal life in this world, only faith and will can last forever.

Today is the first time that Edgar Hoover has participated in the highest-level meeting of SHIELD as a director. This organization currently does not have a full-fledged director or chief. It is only responsible to the president in name. The person in charge of each department acts as a director to coordinate actions.

Since Director Hoover learned about the super-soldier project and the secrets of the mutants, he felt more and more that the FBI, which is still dealing with major national cases and supervising high-ranking officials, is too small.

Although he is getting old, behind the increasingly mysterious veil of the world, a more exciting part of the "shadow leader" has been revealed, which has rekindled his youthful desire and passion for getting ahead and climbing the ladder of power. ambition.

(End of this chapter)