Marvel reverses Wolverine

Chapter 89
After finishing the meeting with the group's top management, James changed his suit jacket in the car, only wearing a white shirt, and casually undid the two buttons on it.

Just as he hung up the greeting call from the US Secretary of Commerce, Barney, the driver in front of him, glanced to the left and said softly, "Sir, this is the home of that Miss Emma."

Townhouses in Queens are not considered luxurious in New York, but belong to the relatively ordinary petty bourgeoisie in this super city where the rich and tycoons grab a lot.

The driver slowed down slightly, and James glanced sideways at the car window. Coincidentally, Miss Emma Frost was pushing the door out with some violent movements. Down the stairs outside the house.

Emma ran to the side of the road, but gradually slowed down and hesitated, not like she was in a hurry to go out at the beginning.

With her right hand lightly holding on to the railing covered with red copper, she was leaning on her body, wearing a red and white lady's checkered dress in the style of Meister's school uniform, with only a shirt on her upper body, and her waist was extremely slender, but in It's a little bit colder this season.

Emma rubbed her arms lightly, then glanced at the upstairs window again, the tip of her upturned nose closed deeply, she breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling a bit colder, the skin on her body tightened, but suddenly felt a Warm, a very large suit jacket wrapped around the shoulders.

"You probably don't have the ability to be physically strong."

James stood beside Emma, ​​put on the coat he had just changed for her, and put it in the pocket, as if he was really curious about Emma's other abilities.

"Mr. James!"

Emma's first reaction was to turn her back, pressed her apple muscles and cheeks in a panic, and straightened her hair. Then she folded her hands in front of her body, pinched her jaw with some force, and met his gaze .

"Honestly, James is fine, and it's even weirder with Mr."

He pressed his palms, shrugged his shoulders jokingly and said, "I happened to pass by, and Barney mentioned that I sent you here last time, so I took a second look."

"Then I'm so unlucky to be seen by you in such a mess."

Emma's performance was much better than the first time we met. Her voice was a little hoarse, her eyes were still a little wet, and she became more lively.

"Are you interested in walking around? I happen to be a little curious about the talent at the spiritual level."

Emma nodded, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, blinking her eyes, and walked ahead.

"I thought you were like me, James, I don't see any thoughts or emotions in your head, it never has."

The two chatted about strange topics, but they seemed more at ease.

James smiled and shook his head, tapping his brow with his fingertips.

"I'm 'immune' to the attack or control of this kind of psychic power, and I can detect some emotions directed at me, especially strong negative ones, but I can't see other people's thoughts like you can."

Emma spun around lightly, her skirt swung like a round fan, revealing a section of slender white calf. She faced James and walked backwards slowly.

"I don't know how to describe this feeling. Seeing, hearing, and reading seem to be inaccurate. The information seems to be born in your own mind, as if it is an autonomous association, a silent recitation, rather than through something. spied on."

"What about memory, besides the current thoughts and thoughts, can you "check out" the content of a person's memory?"

Emma's expression darkened, she nodded slightly, pursed her lips and said.

"If you seriously sink your consciousness, it will be like falling into a pool of constantly changing light and shadow images. I haven't tried it a few times, because it will completely empathize with the other person's memory and emotion, yes, it will be very painful. "

"It seems that you have entered a very unfortunate memory."

James said clearly, he watched the girl stepping on the steps by the side of the road, step by step, with her arms outstretched to maintain her balance, and thought for a while.

"If you are interested, you can try to learn my exercise method for the control and use of mutant abilities. In fact, this is also a help to me, because no one with the field of psychic power has practiced it yet, and I don't know how effective it is .”

"Can I? I would!"

Emma raised her eyebrows happily, and answered hastily, but then realized that she was too anxious, and seemed a little rude, so she pursed her lips in embarrassment.

The two agreed on a time, chatted casually, and walked a little far without knowing it, and then walked back with the girl on the way when she came slowly.

"This weekend, James, the weekend."

Emma tiptoed at the door of the house, and finally said goodbye. She took off James' suit jacket over her shoulder, folded it neatly, and put it back in the other's hand. She jumped up the stairs lightly, waved her hand, and returned to the house.

Leaning her back against the door, the girl stroked her chest with her palm, and took a quick breath,

"Emma, ​​you performed well today!"

She muttered with satisfaction in her heart, then turned around and looked out the window, and James Howlett had disappeared.

"Sorin can't do it either?"

The square-faced young man who had some trouble with Bucky once shook his head. He stared carefully at the one-armed figure that kept dodging and dodging, and smiled.

"Even Cole Pitt can't take him easily, let alone Thorin, a thick-skinned rhino who loves hard training."

The young man who asked the question looked at the partner beside him in surprise, and said strangely: "Opper, this is not like what you said, isn't it you who saw Barnes the most in the past?"

The square-faced young man named Opal shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and continued to stare at Bucky's movements with an extraordinarily calm and serious attitude.

"If you lose, you lose. He can knock me down with one arm. I should seriously reflect on myself. Can hating him make me stronger?"

On the court, Bucky leaned down slightly, the center of gravity of his footsteps was always erratic and irregular, constantly changing positions depending on the ups and downs of his body, the swing of his head and shoulders was extremely agile, and the opponent's punches were wide open and closed, full of strength, but never Get to Bucky.

Bang bang bang.
Bucky's fists and feet kept pumping and hitting the opponent's abdomen and side ribs, but it had no effect.

The nickname of this opponent in the young wolves is Rhinoceros. He usually likes to use energy to beat his own muscles, bones, skin and flesh. He is nearly two meters tall and as thick as an iron tower.

It wasn't until Remus Pete finally called a halt to the battle, which was only about physical fitness, that the rhinoceros stared at Bucky with bloodshot eyes, heaved and heaved, panting heavily, and roared in a muffled voice.

"Why didn't you plant it, Barnes!"

Bucky's current fighting style has completely changed from the previous two months. At that time, he was like a lunatic looking for death every day.

Now, his movements are becoming more and more ghostly, and even more "thief". He is good at entanglement in footwork and weird and tricky attacks.

"You wait until I reach the second stage, then your thick skin will be useless."

Bucky was also panting and hunchbacked. His physical exertion was even greater, but his fur quickly tensed up, allowing the ups and downs of blood and heartbeat to slowly subside.

On the ground floor of the old house, beside James, two doctors, Zola and Erskine, were arguing about the classification and level of mutant gene abilities. He interrupted aloud while holding a piece of information in his hand.

"How to distinguish the two types of abilities, rules and energy, don't energy particles also belong to the rules of physics?"

Dr. Zola loosened his neckline, cleared his throat, and obsequiously leaned forward to explain to James.

"Sir, your question is great. Regarding the rules of the universe or the laws, we tend to favor forces that are not affected by the environment and specific factors, such as the four fundamental forces, strong and weak nuclear forces, electromagnetic forces, and gravitational forces."

"There are also such incomprehensible and cognizable rules as space, time, and even positive and negative matter proposed by scientists, chaos and reality. For example, the flame we are familiar with does not have the conditions to burn in a vacuum, and it belongs to purely specific conditions. form of energy."

Before Zola finished speaking, Erskine stepped forward to grab the white pass.

"However, we still have very limited understanding of the ways and reasons for the existence of various energy particles. For example, the energy in the Rubik's Cube in the universe has almost broken all the current cognitive levels of human beings, and this is the most superficial power of the Rubik's Cube."

James nodded with great interest, Zola smiled and talked about the issues they were arguing about.

"Sir, do you think the power of the mind should belong to the unknowable, temporarily shelved mystery department, or the physical level of the body."

"We don't have any examples of this at the moment, but I personally think that regardless of whether this power exists or not, it should belong to the evolution of the brain, and the use of brain waves can be classified in the system of physical transformation."

"And Dr. Zola, do you believe in the existence of souls and spirits?"

Zola was a little stunned, and suddenly realized that his original scientific beliefs had been shattered step by step.

From the truth of Nordic mythology to the exaggerated power of human evolution and mutation, if you just hold the old ideas, you will easily approach a dead end.

Dr. Erskine smiled calmly and reservedly. He believed that Mr. Howlett must know something about this indescribable field.

"Let's classify it into the mystery department first, and I will gradually understand it in the future. What is the result of the current model deduction?"

Erskine pushed his glasses, hurried to get a stack of data, and reported to James.

"Deduced from the current incremental model, at the current evolution rate, the mutation probability will reach one in 30 within 50 years, and it may be [-] in [-] or even more in [-] years."

"However, Epsilon and Delta, these two ranks that account for more than 70.00% of the mutant population, will cause great social impact and changes. After all, their appearance will have a high degree of mutation, and their power is difficult to control .”

"Where are Alpha, Beta and Gamma?" James asked quite concerned.

"Theoretical probabilities are not small. Beta and Gamma will exceed 5.00%, and Alpha can also be around [-]%."

"But the levels we currently delineate in Greek letters are set according to the potential of mutation ability, rather than direct combat or destructive power, so there will not be too many terrifying alphas like you, or whether the ability can be discovered limit."

James thought for a moment, looked at the mechanical arm that had roughly completed the design of the internal neural link system, and finally mentioned a sentence.

"Let's set another level above Alpha as a blank, just use it, Omega."

(End of this chapter)