Chapter 95: The Mutant Gene Pool, The Mountain of Capital and Power!
Do as he pleased.
This was Aaron's consistent style of action.
Following the image in his mind, Aaron began constructing the appearance of the asura armor.
With the boost from his current Super Braincharacteristics, his brain was like a precise computer.
It could clearly simulate every single detail.
Whether it was the lines, colors, or complex structure of the asura armor, they all took shape one by one in his mind.
Combined with the Super Simulation ability, he could easily replicate the concept in his mind one-to-one in reality.
In just a moment,
a set of Asura battle armor took shape in his hands.
But currently, the asura armor only had the exterior appearance without substantial power enhancement.
Therefore, Aaron injected numerous characteristics into it one by one: Fear Control, Dark Force Field, Energy Absorption, Dark Power Control, Etherealization, Key to the Fear Dimension, Thor's Power, Atmosphere, Phoenix Fire, Shape-shifting, Shared Symbiosis, Dark Energy Teleportation, and Particle Beam Control.
Unlike the original, this set of asura armor abandoned the belt transformation setting and did not require activation via an external device.
Instead, like the current emperor armor, it was directly integrated into the body.
When needed, the armor would instantly cover the entire body in a single thought, providing comprehensive protection.
It was easy to carry and required no external energy supply.
Internally, it also had an eternal Solar Core for power supply.
Furthermore, it could continuously absorb external energy to recover.
And it could evolve automatically!
The original asura armor was the royal armor used by Emperor Yan, the ruler of Yan Planet, and was known as the strongest armor in the Milky Way Galaxy.
Although its name was Asura, it was not an evil-aligned armor.
On the contrary, the summoner must possess the strongest Qi between heaven and Earth to unleash the power of the asura armor.
It was inherently neither good nor evil.
The extreme of good or the extreme of evil could both unleash its full power.
However, Aaron's set of asura armor naturally didn't have such strict requirements, but in some ways, its requirements were even stricter.
Because this set of asura armor was placed under a spell and subjected to multiple recognition settings.
One must receive its recognition to truly use it.
Otherwise, even if an outsider obtained it, they would be unable to pick it up or wear it.
The so-called recognition was naturally Aaron's recognition.
Only those who had intimate contact with Aaron could receive its reluctant recognition and utilize its power to a certain extent.
To fully utilize its power, Aaron's personal permission was required.
However, once someone wore it,
anyone would be able to unleash the might to destroy Planets!
Crossing the Universe was nothing to him.
The Universe is vast, and he could go wherever he pleased.
Aaron put on the emperor armor and nodded in satisfaction.
It was incredibly cool!
For Aaron, whether it provided a substantial boost in power was secondary; being cool was a lifelong priority!
Aaron clicked his tongue.
"It's a shame I can't fully experience its might right now; the Earth is too fragile..." Aaron lamented.
The stronger his power became, the more constrained he felt when taking action.
There was no helping it.
Even a slight exertion of force from him could now trigger an Apocalypse-level disaster.
"When I get a chance, I need to go to Kamar-Taj and acquire the Mirror Dimension."
"The Reality Universe simply doesn't allow me to fully unleash my power."
Aaron mused internally, then fell into a deep sleep while holding two large dolls.
The next day, Aaron arrived at the Osborn Group as usual.
He exchanged greetings with Hill and Gwen.
He had just settled into his seat.
Norman Osborn rushed in, holding an invitation letter.
"Boss, this is an invitation letter from Professor Charles," Norman respectfully handed the invitation over.
Aaron gave it a casual glance.
Charles hoped Aaron could visit Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters to lecture the students on topics related to biological genetics.
He also hoped that Aaron could serve as a good role model and inspiration for the Mutant children.
To let them feel the warmth of this World.
As for this,
Aaron was actually not very interested.
He really wasn't skilled at lecturing.
Just as he was about to decline, he suddenly recalled that there might be some benefits to be gained at the Mutant Academy.
Aaron narrowed his eyes, carefully reviewing the Mutantfranchise.
The strongest was undoubtedly Phoenix Jean, followed by Apocalypse, Professor, Magneto, and other Level Four Mutants, and then Level Three Mutants like Wolverine, Iceman, and Pyro.
Although most Mutant abilities seemed commonplace to him, there were still some unique existences among them.
For example, Mutants with unique abilities like Rogue and Shadowcat.
Although these abilities all had flaws to some extent,
his primal furnace could completely discard the negative traits and only retain the beneficial ones!
That's right,
There were also certain specialized organizations dedicated to researching Mutants.
They had collected a massive amount of Mutant genes.
If he could fuse all of them, there should be some unexpected gains.
Aaron actually didn't think much of the Mutants' abilities.
Unless they possessed Omega potential, they wouldn't provide a significant combat power boost for him.
But every little bit counts; there was no reason to refuse something that could be obtained easily.
"Hill, go search for a person named William Stryker, and also 'Alkali Lake Dam'."
Professional matters should be handled by professionals.
In the past, Norman handled these arrangements.
But now he had a better candidate.
Hill, as a former S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent, was clearly more suited than Norman to handle this intelligence work.
"Oh, and while you're at it, look into a 'Sentinel Robot' project. Gather all the relevant data; I have a use for it," Aaron added.
Upon hearing this, Hill immediately agreed.
While working, she subconsciously wanted to report back to Nick Fury.
But she quickly reconsidered; she was now part of the Osborn Group, and taking Aaron's salary while being disloyal felt unethical.
Although Hill could no longer mobilize S.H.I.E.L.D.resources, the connections she had accumulated over the years still allowed her to learn what Aaron wanted to know quickly.
Half an hour later,
"Boss, this is what you requested."
Hill approached, holding a stack of thick files.
"The top document is the simplified summary I compiled, and the rest are the detailed files."
She did not ask why he needed these materials; after setting them down, she awaited Aaron's next instruction.
"Excellent work,"
Aaron greatly approved of Hill's work ethic.
He had to admit,
poaching talent from S.H.I.E.L.D. was the right move.
In handling these matters, Hill was faster than Norman, far surpassing Felicia and Gwen.
Completing the collection, organization, correlation, and summary of the data in just half an hour.
This single feat surpassed over ninety-nine percent of secretaries.
Furthermore, Hill was beautiful and capable, possessing a unique charm.
He casually scanned the documents.
The combination of his eyes and brain functioned like an ultra-high-speed scanner.
Reading ten lines at a glance, he scanned a page in less than 0.01 seconds.
He then turned to the second page.
He continued flipping through the pages like this,
causing Hill's eyebrows to twitch.
"Boss, do you need me to briefly summarize the intelligence?"
Hill couldn't help but ask.
As an Agent, quickly summarizing and noting key points from countless documents was her basic skill set.
Aaron shook his head. "That won't be necessary."
He closed his eyes and rapidly analyzed all the data in his mind.
Soon, he had a general grasp of the current Mutantsituation.
William Stryker has not yet become the Minister of Defense; he is still only a Military Colonel.
According to reliable intelligence,
he is currently staying at the Alkali Lake Dam Base, which has been abandoned for many years, conducting some unknown experiments.
The Sentinel Robot, on the other hand, is a key national research project aimed at combating the Mutantpopulation, which is regarded as a major threat.
However, with Hill's current clearance, she could not access the detailed files concerning the Sentinel Robot.
But it could be confirmed that
they were still at the stage of the first-generation Sentinel Robot and were attempting to initiate research on the second-generation Sentinel.
The main entities responsible for the Sentinel project are Trask Industries and the Sentinel Services established by the United States.
There is evidence suggesting that
Trask Industries has recently received an injection of mysterious funds, accelerating the research for the second-generation Sentinel.
Perhaps it wouldn't be long before they could develop a more powerful and perfected Sentinel Robot.
The image of HYDRA instantly surfaced in Aaron's mind.
It was no surprise that he thought this way.
HYDRA was already notorious.
Wherever there were anti-human experiments, the shadow of HYDRA was sure to follow.
In short, they never did anything legitimate.
"Are they relying on the Sentinel Robot to deal with Mutants? Or rather... to deal with me?" Aaron sneered internally.
He knew how much pressure his existence placed on certain individuals.
Whether in terms of wealth, power, or personal might,
his emergence was like a towering giant peak, suppressing everything in the current World.
Whether it was the parasitic HYDRA or the booming S.H.I.E.L.D., both were suffocated by his presence.
They would naturally try every possible method to resist Aaron's immense pressure.
But... that was far too naive!
However, this worked out perfectly.
Aaron had been trying to figure out how to collect the Mutant genes.
Didn't he now have a ready-made source?
What is yours is mine, and what is mine is still mine.
Thank you very much!
Aaron opened his eyes, meeting Hill's gaze, which was filled with doubt.
He didn't need to guess; Hill was definitely suspicious that he wasn't taking the matter seriously.
Anyone who witnessed his manner just now would not believe he had seriously reviewed the documents.
Aaron offered no explanation, but instead asked,
"Speaking of which, Colonel Stryker and Trask Industrieshave no connection to S.H.I.E.L.D., right?"
Hill paused in thought. "Based on the intelligence I possess, the two are unrelated."
"The former receives funding from the Department of Defense, while the latter should be directly funded by the President."
William Stryker's research involves a large number of human experiments; ostensibly, governments try their best to avoid any association with him.
But in reality, for William, a Colonel, to be capable of building such a massive experimental Base, he must have powerful backing.
The Department of Defense is his backer.
The Sentinel program gained traction when Trask was publicly assassinated by Mystique during the signing of the Paris Peace Accords, prompting the government to prioritize the plan and gain strong support from the upper echelons.
So, it wouldn't be long before the events of Days of Future Past occurred?
This thought flashed through Aaron's mind, but he quickly dismissed it.
There was no need to dwell on it; with him around, the Sentinel would not be able to achieve anything significant.
But then again,
Since both Trask Industries and William Stryker were backed by the US.
It seemed like it was just a matter of his single word?
Aaron gently tapped his finger on the desktop, a meaningful smile curling his lips.
Seeing this, Hill instantly realized that someone was about to suffer misfortune again.
Right now, at the Alkali Lake Dam Base.
"Understood! I know, Mr. President, I will fully cooperate with Mr. Aaron's needs. Rest assured, I know exactly what I am doing!"
William Stryker hung up the phone, gritting his teeth.
Recalling the President's recent instructions, his expression turned ferocious.
He tightened his grip slightly on the phone, and with a crunching sound, it shattered instantly.
"Damn those bastards! Those shameful thieves!"
"Stealing my research results just as my plan was about to be completed!"
"It is truly despicable and contemptible!"
William Stryker raged impotently in his office!
Just now, the President had "discussed" with him that Osborn—oh no, it should be Aaron's Group—had reached a critical juncture in their current research project.
They needed support from the top.
But they didn't want money; they only needed some small genetic data.
Therefore, this important task fell upon him.
They needed to provide the opposing party with all the Mutant genes!
Although the President was discussing it with him, it was actually a notification.
He could not refuse, nor did he have the right to refuse.
The President even asked caringly whether their research needed an injection of capital.
Heh heh, wasn't this clearly telling him that if he agreed, he would get a bone, and if he didn't, he could scram!
"Damn it! A bunch of short-sighted pig teammates!"
William Stryker cursed with the same fury as Nick Fury.
It's not terrifying when the enemy is a god; it's terrifying when your teammates are pigs!
Who the Hell doesn't know that,
Aaron has a Mutant right beside him!
Aaron himself might even be a Mutant!
William Stryker's eyes flashed with severity.
"Damn it, do you really think I will just surrender like this?"
"I won't let you have your way! Absolutely not!"
However, just as he thought this, another call came in.
This time, it was the satellite phone on his desk.
It was the Army Commander.
William Stryker immediately felt a great sense of foreboding.
Even before answering the phone, he felt the pressure of towering mountains.
Those were the mountains of power and capital.
They made it difficult for him to breathe, difficult to resist.
Aaron hadn't even lifted a finger; he had merely spoken, and this boss, who had almost wiped out the Mutant race, was already in a state of utter distress.
He was completely powerless to resist.
After finishing the call,
William Stryker flipped over his desk.
"You bastards!"
"If you have the guts, come fight me fair and square!!"
At the same time, at Trask Industries and Sentinel Services.
"I understand, Mr. President!"
"I will immediately prepare the items as you requested!"
Compared to William Stryker,
the person in charge of Trask Industries was also cursing loudly.
Aaron's blatant robbery was simply the act of Bandits!
But they had no choice.
They could not refuse the demands of the higher ups.
While roaring internally, they obediently prepared all the research data and genes.
Then, they even had to proactively deliver the goods to Aaron's Group.
Was this reasonable?
In this day and age, they had to actively deliver things to Bandits.
This was truly outrageous!
Naturally, such a matter could not be concealed from those who paid attention.
S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters, Triskelion Building.
When Nick Fury learned of Aaron's actions,
he was stunned on the spot.
It felt familiar.
Nick Fury sighed inwardly, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He had received professional training; unless he couldn't help it, he absolutely wouldn't laugh.
Sometimes, happiness doesn't disappear; it merely transfers.
If only I was robbed, that would naturally be a sad thing.
But if everyone was robbed, then it became a happy thing.
Nick Fury was very happy; he even had an extra bowl of soup during lunch.
Of course,
watching the joke was one thing,
but Nick Fury was pondering.
What exactly was Aaron trying to do with these actions?
Did he have another big move planned?
"Forget it, given the current situation, what more can I do?"
Nick Fury shook his head.
After he returned, he checked the internal affairs.
Not checking was fine, but checking gave him a great shock.
Alexander Pierce had actually bypassed him, the Director, several times to directly issue orders to subordinates.
Moreover, some actions were not recorded in the files.
Making it impossible to trace them.
Now, even sitting in his own office, he felt uneasy, as if someone might rush in with a pineapple grenade at any moment to give him a passionate baptism.
In this situation, how could he calmly investigate Aaron?
If he wasn't already bald, his hair probably would have turned White overnight.
Nick Fury was worried,
but things were completely different on Aaron's side.
Facts proved that,
power and capital were indeed good things.
If it were any other Transmigration,
they would have to fight their way in and rack their brains to collect all the genes.
But he only needed to speak, and they delivered everything, not missing a single one.
The call was made in the morning,
and the items arrived in the afternoon.
The service was thoughtful and fast.
Five-star rating!
Chapter 96: Ability Enhancement, Psychic Immunity! The Future of Mutants.
It was still that private storage room.
On the square, thick wooden table, test tubes and petri dishes were neatly arranged in dense rows.
Every bottle here represented the life of a Mutant.
Aaron couldn't help but sigh.
"Hell is empty, and the devils are here in the mortal World!"
Human sympathy often relies on visual impact.
Tragedies that haven't been witnessed firsthand are often just cold numbers, unable to touch the heart.
Only when these cruel realities are laid bare before one's eyes do people sigh with sorrow and generate sympathy and pity.
The cruelest side of this World was presented right before him.
Whenever this happened, those who witnessed it would lament the fragility of life.
Although Mutants possess extraordinary abilities, they are still a part of humanity.
Their offspring with ordinary humans still have the ability to reproduce; from a biological perspective, they are essentially no different from ordinary people.
However, it was precisely this extraordinary power that triggered human greed and fear.
The higher-ups feared their strength, ambitious people coveted their abilities, and common citizens rejected them out of jealousy and fear.
This was reality. A cruel and naked reality.
What Aaron could do was become stronger, not become one of the victims.
After thinking for a moment,
Aaron took a picture of the items here and sent it to Jean.
He knew Charles would soon see these as well.
As for what actions the Mutant Academy would take, Aaron did not care.
He was not a cold-blooded person, but if the Mutants themselves weren't trying to solve their own problems, wouldn't it be meddling for him, an outsider, to interfere in the internal affairs of the Mutants?
Of course,
If Charles and the others wanted to seek some help, Aaron wouldn't mind providing some intelligence support.
He considered it compensation for these genes.
After sighing,
Aaron began to focus on the matter at hand.
He absorbed bottle after bottle of reagents into the primal furnace for smelting.
[Energy Absorption (Impact, Black King Shaw): Similar abilities detected and fused. You can absorb and store various Universal energies, including radiation, electromagnetism, and heat, as well as magic energy, to temporarily strengthen yourself or achieve Eternityevolution.]
[Energy Conversion (Impact): Similar abilities detected and fused. You can easily convert the energy within your body, including but not limited to plasma explosions, light energy, heat energy, electric energy...]
[Supersonic Wave (Banshee): You possess a more powerful supersonic ability, allowing you to freely generate supersonic waves that destroy material structures, and even use them for flight.]
[Psychic Immunity (Diamondization Trait): You can transform your life characteristics into a non-living state, thereby becoming immune to all psychic powers.]
[Wind Control: Similar abilities detected and fused (Atmospheric Control). You have completely mastered the power of wind, allowing you to effortlessly create Dragon tornadoes and hurricanes to destroy all targets or fly.]
[Teleportation: Similar abilities detected and fused. You can use physical strength for short-distance teleportation without consuming energy.]
[Super Simulation: Similar abilities detected and fused (Venom Simulation). You can freely alter your tissue structure and body cells to change into the appearance of any person or animal, including fingerprints, skin texture, voice, iris, and even gender, as well as clothing. Simultaneously, you can also change the size, strength, hardness, mass, and density of your body.]
[...]
Although the types of Mutant genes here were numerous, few provided any practical enhancement to Aaron.
According to the settings of Mutants,
most Mutants' abilities remained at the useless Level One or the barely useful Level Two.
This group primarily exhibited physical changes.
For example, Mutant abilities such as growing thorns all over the body, being abnormally obese, being covered in feathers, having a bird beak, or chicken feet.
Aside from looking uglier than ordinary people, their actual strength was no different from ordinary people.
They struggled greatly in human society and were often regarded as aliens.
Level Two Mutants did not look significantly different from ordinary people and could barely integrate into normal human society.
However, their superpowers were flawed or very weak to some extent.
They had some special advantages compared to ordinary people, but they were not very useful.
The genes of this group accounted for the majority, and most held no positive traits for Aaron.
They could only enrich the primal furnace database.
Only when reaching Level Three Mutants did their ability traits possess some value.
Even so, many abilities had already lost their appeal to Aaron.
For example, psychic abilities, Darwin's Survival of the Fittest, Beast's Super Brain and super strength, and the corrosive saliva and insect wings of the female Angel, Salvador.
Although the haul was not substantial, Aaron was still satisfied.
After all, this was merely the result of a casual suggestion he made; what was there to complain about?
Aaron shifted his gaze toward Stryker and the Mutant Academy.
Especially the former,
It was also a Mutant research institution, but look at Sentinel Services—how high their efficiency was!
And what about you?
There's still no news.
The most crucial thing is,
Everyone else has sent something, but you haven't. Are you looking down on me?
Aaron was unhappy, and the consequences would be severe.
After a phone call to the Department of Defense and a friendly exchange with the Secretary,
William Stryker had to face an awkward reality.
He had lost his funding!
The Department of Defense currently had a limited budget and deemed William Stryker's experimental project meaningless, so they decided to consider whether to continue providing funds only after a new round of appraisal.
During the conversation, the Secretary mentioned, intentionally or unintentionally, that the operational efficiency of the people at Sentinel Services was very satisfactory, and thus they decided to increase investment there.
Hearing this, how could Stryker not know the reason?
"Damn it, what a bunch of unprincipled, unscrupulous scoundrels!"
William Stryker cursed angrily.
"Aaron's Group... Aaron!"
"Do you think you can manipulate me like this?"
"I will absolutely never compromise with any Mutant, never!!"
If it were anything else, William Stryker might have considered it carefully.
But now,
Aaron had displayed extraordinary abilities and was closely associated with the Mutant school, making it highly probable that he was another Mutant.
How could William accept handing over his research to a Mutant?
This was aiding the enemy!
This was handing over leverage to the opponent.
He absolutely would not allow it!
"Bring that devil up. It's time for him to fulfill his final value..."
On the other side,
After Jean saw the images and data sent by Aaron,
she immediately sent the data to Charles.
After understanding Trask's research situation, Charlesquickly convened the X-Men to discuss countermeasures.
When Aaron finished clocking out and returned,
he found Jean sitting alone in the living room.
She looked dazed and emotionally subdued.
"Jean, are you worried about the Sentinel program?"
Seeing Aaron approach, Jean slowly lifted her head and asked confusedly, "Do Mutants still have a future?"
"Why can't this World tolerate the existence of Mutants?"
"We didn't intend to do anything; we just wanted to coexist harmoniously with ordinary people..."
Aaron walked over and sat down beside Jean, faintly sensing a certain power within Jean stirring restlessly. A hint of red even appeared in Jean's eyes.
Dark Phoenix was starting to become impatient.
This was when Jean's emotions were most unstable, providing Dark Phoenix with a rare opportunity to influence the outside World.
Aaron directly placed his hand on Jean's shoulder. The latter did not reject this intimate contact at the moment.
She was completely immersed in her own World.
"Of course Mutants have a future."
"There are actually many ways to change your situation."
Hearing this, Jean looked up. "What are the ways?"
While continuing to smelt the power of Dark Phoenix, Aaron said casually,
"The current situation of Mutants also has something to do with yourselves."
"The number of Mutants is considerable, but you haven't united all the forces that can be united."
"Whether it's high officials and politicians, ordinary civilians, or even Mutants yourselves."
"As far as I know, the current Mutant forces are only the Brotherhood of Mutants and your Xavier School."
"Yet, even combined, your total number is only a few hundred people at most."
"More Mutants are still scattered elsewhere, either enduring strange looks from others or trying their best to hide themselves..."
"And these few hundred of you are split into two factions. If you can't even help your fellow Mutants when they are persecuted by others, how can you make your own voices heard?"
Jean refuted, "But Professor said that if we gather too many Mutants, it will cause panic among the authorities, which will only make things more difficult."
Aaron scoffed, "Why do you think that? With Charles' ability, couldn't he gather Mutants without anyone knowing?"
"There are at least hundreds of thousands of Mutants worldwide."
"If you don't unite this force and remain scattered like loose sand, how can you make others fear you?"
Jean was stunned. Thinking carefully, Charles really could do that!
With the Brainwave Amplifier, Charles's telepathy could spread across the entire World in a very short time.
But...
Jean hesitated, "Professor said that making others fear us is not a good way to solve the Mutant problem. That would only make it easier for the high-level authorities to decide on a full-scale annihilation of Mutants..."
Aaron shook his head, speechless.
"Professor said, Professor said... is everything he says correct?"
Aaron looked seriously into Jean's eyes, which resembled red gems. "Do you think presenting yourselves as completely harmless will earn you goodwill and sympathy from others?"
"And make them show mercy?"
Aaron sneered, "Even kindergarten children know that peace is not begged for on your knees; it is fought for!"
"This has been true from ancient times until now, without exception!"
"Unless..."
"Unless what?" Jean pressed.
"Unless you Mutants are willing to become the knives in others' hands, become their weapons, completely lose your freedom, and accept the domination of others."
Speaking of this, Aaron said playfully, "Like a pet dog, you must fawn over them, constantly endure their exploitation and unreasonable demands, and no matter how they treat you, you must actively rush forward and fiercely lick their pant legs."
"Handing your life completely over to the opponent, with your fate entirely dictated by the Dominator."
Jean felt quite uncomfortable with this description, knitting her delicate eyebrows slightly.
"Does that sound disgusting and cruel? But that is the reality."
"Look at the relationship between countries; isn't it exactly like this?"
"If you are useful, and you are willing to kneel, sacrifice yourself to fulfill the opponent's needs, and lack the strength to threaten their status, then you can achieve a certain degree of peace, occasionally even receiving some scraps."
"The other option is to possess powerful strength and the ability to threaten the opponent. In that case, the opponent will suppress you, but they won't dare to act easily because they cannot afford the cost of starting a fight."
"Which one do you think Mutants are right now?"
Jean pondered carefully.
She shook her head.
"Neither."
She paused. "It's more like a combination of the two."
Aaron nodded. "The Mutant problem is very complex. You clearly have the strength to be the second option, but you lack the corresponding courage."
"You want to choose the first option, yet you are too powerful for the opponent to trust, and you refuse to give up your dignity and freedom."
"No one is willing to accept the surrender of a group of people who are stronger than them, who could threaten them at any time, but who are neither submissive nor loyal enough."
Jean opened her mouth, unsure what to say for a moment.
What could she say?
Should she tell Charles and Magneto to die for the future of Mutants?
And then have her compatriots send their necks to the execution block, their lives dependent on the whim of others?
Neither was realistic!
For the first time, Jean began to question the correctness of Charles's path.
Just as Aaron said, no one wants subordinates who are stronger than them and possess their own ideas and ambitions.
What they wanted were obedient weapons, not double-edged swords or ungrateful White-Eyes that could rebel and harm them at any moment.
The Human Race's heart is complex.
Jean had studied some psychology; she had simply deliberately ignored this point in the past, or rather, was unable to accept the cruel reality.
However, after Aaron, the smartest Human Race, peeled back the cruel facts for her one by one, Jean had to admit that Mutants seemed to be heading down a dead end.
Jean suddenly brought up another matter.
"Regarding Trask Industries and Sentinel Services... Charles told us not to act rashly."
This was another reason for Jean's confusion.
They clearly knew that Sentinel Services was researching weapons to deal with Mutants, harming their own kind.
Yet, they could only watch helplessly, powerless.
Didn't this kind of behavior just fuel the other party's arrogance?
But Charles also said that they did not have complete evidence to prove that the other party was conducting anti-Human Race experiments.
The information Aaron sent over only recorded the Mutant genes collected by Sentinel Services.
Trask Industries wouldn't be so foolish as to hand over evidence of illegal activities.
Aaron smiled as expected after hearing this.
In fact, the X-Men had long known about the existence of Sentinel Robots.
They even conducted corresponding combat training internally, with Sentinel Robots as their opponents.
But they never made any other moves.
The reason is simple:
They worried about provoking dissatisfaction from the higher-ups, thereby exacerbating the problem.
However, they didn't expect that the Sentinel Robots would develop to an uncontrollable extent within two years.
Even if Charles and Erik united, they would be powerless to resist.
Actually, everything was their own doing.
Powerful Mutants were all killed in the civil war.
It was a classic example of being incompetent in external conflicts and adept in internal conflicts; even the Empress Dowager would give a thumbs-up and exclaim '666'.
When all the strong ones are dead, who else will die if not you?
Are Sentinel Robots powerful? They are powerful, but only to a certain extent.
If Dark Phoenix were still around, or if Apocalypse had appeared, Sentinel Robots would not be a threat at all.
No matter how many Sentinels there were, they would be cannon fodder, disintegrated into sand with a single thought.
However, unfortunately... Days of Future Past happened.
Just when things seemed to be getting better, Wolverine3 happened again.
But in the end, he still died.
Thinking of this, even Aaron shook his head in silence.
"Actually, you have another option."
Jean's spirits lifted upon hearing this.
"What option?"
"Escape!"
Aaron looked at the puzzled Jean and continued, "Since Mutants are not tolerated by others, why don't you all leave Human Race society and go somewhere else?"
"For example, other Planets, or other Worlds?"
In a purely Mutant Universe, Mutants don't have this option.
But in this World, they can completely escape.
"Is that possible?"
Jean found it absurd, sounding too much like a fantasy.
Aaron looked up at the sky at this moment.
"Do you know what's up there?"
Jean looked up, seeing blue sky and White clouds, nothing else.
"That's the Moon."
Aaron didn't keep her in suspense but started talking about the Inhumans.
At the same time, he used sensory sharing and farsight to forcibly connect with Jean.
Instantly,
Jean felt her vision extend infinitely,
This feeling was very strange, like the unreality of wearing AR.
Before she could think more,
Her vision moved with Aaron.
It passed through the rooftop, through the White clouds and the boundless sky.
She saw the Moon orbiting the Earth.
And... "Oh my God, there's a city on the Moon!"
"That's Skye's kin, the Inhumans, an Inhumans civilization living on the Moon!"
Chapter 97: Kiss of Enchantment, I will severely discipline you
"Is all this real?"
Jean looked at the city in surprise; it seemed quite prosperous.
Residents occasionally exposed in her vision looked no different from the Human Race in appearance.
But their technology seemed to be a level higher than Earth's.
Jean subconsciously felt that all of this might be an illusion.
But her telepathy did not give feedback of unreality.
"This is the power of the All-Seeing Eye. The Asgardian Race uses this ability to constantly monitor the Nine Realms and even the Milky Way Galaxy."
"What you are seeing now is exactly the scene observed on the Moon at this moment."
"That is the city of the Inhumans, living in isolation on the Moon."
Aaron's vision moved, and Jean's vision followed.
She saw various buildings and also the Inhumans royal palace.
Black Bat King sat on the throne with his mouth closed, occasionally nodding or shaking his head.
"This is the King of the Inhumans on the Moon, you can call him Black Bat King."
"They have been living on the Moon for a long time, leading peaceful and stable lives for many years."
As Jean listened, a question came to her mind.
"Then, do the Inhumans on Earth... know about the city on the Moon?"
Aaron shook his head.
Compared to Mutants, Inhumans rarely appeared in the sight of various countries.
Unless they activated their abilities by Terrigen Crystals, ordinary Inhumans were no different from ordinary people.
"So, they were abandoned?" Jean's gaze was complex.
Upon hearing this, Aaron knew what Jean was thinking.
He said playfully, "Nothing can be perfect; not even a Godcan achieve that."
"And do you know how many people in this Worldpossess the X-Gene?"
"Mutants will continue to be born. Either establish a World with only Mutants, or completely separate them from ordinary people to solve the problem once and for all."
"Of course, if you possess invincible power and many allies, perhaps you can also protect Mutants from discrimination and Carnage."
"Invincible power..."
Jean thought for a moment, is such a thing possible?
Mutants have limits, unless... they stop being Human Race!
Wait!
Great power and many allies
Isn't there one right in front of her?
He can create a Sun with a wave of his hand, and in the blink of an eye, he can gaze at the Moon and even the Nine Realms.
He is also the rising star of the World, with strong influence in the United Nations.
Many times,
The U.S. President's words might not be as effective as Aaron's.
As long as newborn is in hand,
He represents the people of the entire World!
Moreover, Aaron is not Human Race; he is a God!
Is there a greater protector than Aaron in this World?
Jean looked up, meeting Aaron's gaze.
Aaron raised an eyebrow, somewhat puzzled as to why Jean had suddenly swept away her worries and beamed with joy.
It was as if someone who had stumbled into darkness, yearning for light, had finally seen the long-awaited warm sunlight after a long time.
"I know what to do!" Jean pursed her lips, her expression firm.
"You really know? Uh, good!"
Aaron was suspicious; his underlying meaning was for Jean to focus on unleashing her own power.
As long as she could control the personality and power of Dark Phoenix, she would possess relatively "invincible power."
Not to mention dominating the World, merely protecting the Mutant Race would be more than enough.
Suddenly,
Jean picked up her red dress and stood up.
Her slender hand rested on the dress strap, slowly moving downwards... "Wait, what exactly did you figure out!!"
Aaron was astonished.
This style is wrong!
What on Earth did Jean think? To offer herself proactively?
Although Aaron was pleased to see this, Jean's state... "Calm down, don't let Dark Phoenix take over your will."
Aaron looked into her eyes, but they were not the red Phoenix he imagined; they were incredibly clear, perfectly normal.
"Mr. Aaron, please protect the Mutants!"
As the strap fell, Jean slowly leaned down...
Hiss~
Aaron, who had pressed the F key to enter AFK mode, finally understood Jean's meaning.
She misunderstood, thinking Aaron was implying he could help the Mutants.
Well... that's not entirely wrong to think.
Although Aaron is someone who dislikes trouble,
But... never mind, let's talk about it another day.
I'll go first!
Living room, bathroom, bedroom, garden... two hours later,
Aaron returned to the living room.
Then he saw Savannah, Nina, Felicia, and the other four who had just returned.
Wait!
Four people?
Aaron glanced around and saw another woman in a long green dress.
She wore a long emerald green silk dress, its hem swaying gently with her steps.
As if sensing Aaron's probing gaze, her green eyes playfully blinked at him, revealing a captivating charm in their shifting depths.
Her rosy lips curved into an alluring arc, seemingly carrying a certain magic that made one involuntarily intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.
This was a beautiful and enchanting woman!
With just one glance, Aaron made his judgment.
"Brother-in-law, this is a Witch from Asgard, her name is Amora, and she wields powerful mind magic."
Savannah enthusiastically introduced Amora to Aaron.
Amora stepped forward with light and graceful steps, bending her knees slightly in a perfect curtsy.
"Thank you, kind God King My Lord, for your benevolence and generous heart, which has finally freed my poor sister from the endless Heavenly Palace prison."
"Please allow me to express my most sincere gratitude to you."
As her magically soft voice rang out, everyone present was momentarily entranced.
Especially Aaron, who was most affected.
Amora's voice was like invisible threads, coiling around his heart.
Including Savannah and the other three, they were completely unaware,
But Aaron clearly perceived it as the power of charm, attempting to bore into his mind.
Amora's charm magic was indeed powerful; for anyone else, even Thor, a single glance would likely have them captivated.
However, to him, who possessed mental immunity, these little tricks were merely a gentle breeze, adding a touch of amusement.
Tsk, if Amora were to act like this in *that* kind of situation, it would surely be very satisfying, wouldn't it?
Seeing Aaron's eyes as clear as Water,
Amora was a little surprised,
Then she winked at Aaron.
Perhaps distracted for a moment, Amora's steps faltered, and she tripped on her skirt with an "oops," her entire body falling uncontrollably towards Aaron.
Her delicate, fair hands instinctively gripped Aaron's wrist tightly, and she let out a soft hum, barely supporting her fragile body.
Amora smiled apologetically, "Oh dear, how rude of me, God King My Lord."
She intensified her charm magic again.
However, Aaron's eyes remained unperturbed.
With a smile on his lips, he quietly watched her performance.
"Young Miss Amora, it seems you've neglected your combat training. As a qualified mage, this simply won't do."
Aaron exerted a slight force, helping Amora up.
Amora bowed her head slightly, her long hair obscuring her slightly narrowed pupils.
Damn it, I've met my match!
As the Enchantress, she was completely a man's bane.
A single glance, a single word, could make the other party lose themselves.
Hundreds of years ago, she caused great turmoil in Asgard.
Within days, she used magic to bewitch a large number of people and the army, and even tried to bewitch Odin to seize the God King's power.
But she was defeated by other Goddesses.
For inciting rebellion, she was sentenced to solitary confinement deep within the dungeon.
Until two days ago,
Odin granted a general amnesty, and she was thus freed.
After her release, she had intended to resume her old profession, grow stronger, create new glory, and become the first female God King.
However, at the banquet, she learned that Asgard now had a new, even more powerful and younger King.
Moreover, he was a male God, currently staying alone in the middle World.
Hearing this, she immediately had other ideas.
Odin was old and frail, while Aaron had an unlimited future.
Instead of making a move on Odin, it would be better to come to the middle World and control Aaron.
So, after charming Heimdall to Earth, Amora immediately contacted Savannah and the others.
However, she never expected that Aaron would be immune to her magic!
Amora bit her lip, no, I still have one move I haven't used!
The kiss of the Enchantress is the most deadly poison in the World.
That is the ultimate magic capable of enchanting all men.
As long as Aaron is controlled, he will completely belong to her alone... Savannah and Nina looked at Amora and Aaron in surprise.
This situation, how was it not what they expected?
Their gaze swept over their still clasped hands, and they couldn't help but feel envious.
Felicia, on the other hand, was deep in thought.
This woman... why does she not seem like a good person?
Felicia looked at Aaron inquiringly and saw him signal her with his eyes.
Felicia nodded, as if understanding him telepathically.
"Savannah, Sister Nina, can you teach me how to tend to the garden?"
Savannah was about to say something when Aaroninterjected, "By the way, I noticed the garden was a bit messy when I passed by earlier. Savannah, Nina, this is a good opportunity for you to teach Felicia properly."
Savannah and Nina were a bit confused, at this moment... should they be doing this?
However, the Light Elves were always simple and naive, with almost Zero cunning.
Since Aaron had said so,
They didn't doubt him and took Felicia to tidy the garden.
And in the living room,
Amora's heart pounded.
Aaron's demeanor... did he notice my actions?
"Lorelei, how much longer do you plan to pretend?"
Seeing the three leave, Aaron stopped pretending and stared directly at her.
Amora's expression changed, "God King My Lord, I don't understand what you mean."
"Imprisoned for hundreds of years, you still haven't made any progress!"
Aaron shook his head, his tone leisurely, "Lorelei, how many more years do you think you'll be imprisoned for attempting to charm the God King?"
Lorelei appeared delicate and helpless, looking pitiful and evoking sympathy.
"God King My Lord, I was wrong. I shouldn't have used charm magic on you. Can you forgive me this once? I can do anything..."
Lorelei licked her lips, her small hand slowly moving inward, while her entire body leaned forward, slowly approaching Aaron's face.
Aaron allowed her to do as she pleased.
As Lorelei drew closer, her small hand suddenly grasped him.
It worked!
The two made direct, intimate contact; that was the Enchantress's most deadly poison!
The power of charm continuously drilled into Aaron's head.
But it was like a clay ox entering the sea, gone forever.
Lorelei's heart skipped a beat.
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
My magic, which I painstakingly honed alone in prison for hundreds of years, failed!
And then,
"No!"
[Compendium of magic (Lorelei): You have mastered charm and other magical properties; no member of the opposite sex can ignore your charisma.]
[Kiss of Charm: Your kiss is the most terrifying poison in the World; those with weak mental abilities will instantly fall for you.]
After a long while,
Aaron stood up, drew out a long whip, and looked down at her.
"Witch, you are truly too presumptuous!"
The oppressive power of a God enveloped Lorelei without restraint; she trembled like a helpless little White rabbit.
"Wait... I..."
"No more excuses. Given your arrogance and mad ideas, I shall, in the name of the king of the gods, whip you severely!"
Lorelei's eyes widened.
You're going to whip me with *that*? That's terrifying!
Meanwhile, outside,
Savannah and Nina heard Aaron's solemn voice, and Lorelei's painful screams,
They couldn't help but shrug.
"My God, what did Sister Amora do? He's so angry!"
Savannah was puzzled; the Aaron she remembered had always been gentle.
He was perfectly fine just now, why is he suddenly so furious?
Nina was also very puzzled, listening carefully to Lorelei's screams.
"Is the sound of an Asgardian screaming... really that special?"
Felicia's cheeks flushed slightly, her mind racing, and she had a sudden thought.
Did you hear that? Boss called out Lorelei's name. Could that Witch not be Amora, but Lorelei?"
"She's the criminal who came out of prison!"
"So that's how it is!"
Savannah, after hearing this, indignantly said, "She used our kindness to deceive us, and even used us to get close to Brother-in-law. Lorelei is truly too wicked!"
"No, I'm going to help Brother-in-law!"
Felicia quickly pulled Savannah back.
"Don't..."
"Didn't you hear the boss punishing the Witch? Trust him to handle everything."
"We should tidy up the garden now and show her a beautiful side, shouldn't we?"
Savannah and Nina exchanged glances and both nodded.
But they still felt very unhappy.
The thought of their actions causing trouble for Aaronfilled them with deep unease.
Brother-in-law (God King) won't blame me, will he?
Felicia, seeing the two finally calm down, let out a long sigh of relief.
Oh my, being a secretary really isn't that easy.
If Savannah were to see Aaron disciplining Lorelei, she was genuinely worried that the perfect idol in the young girl's heart would collapse.
Felicia looked back.
Aaron was still disciplining Lorelei, and the screams made one's skin crawl; it was terrifying to even think about.
The entire process lasted a full hour.
Savannah and the others also waited outside for an hour.
After the sounds completely disappeared,
The three then cautiously walked in.
Upon reaching the living room,
They only saw Aaron sitting expressionless on the sofa.
"Bro... Brother-in-law, I was wrong!"
Savannah hung her head.
Nina followed suit, doing the same.
Felicia, when they weren't paying attention, looked up and cast a resentful glance at the other person.
Aaron cleared his throat twice, "This isn't your business. She isn't Amora; she's the Enchantress Lorelei."
"After this profound lesson, Lorelei has turned over a new leaf and will no longer dare to act recklessly."
A mere delicate sorceress, after an hour of Aaron's full power, simply fainted.
Of course, this kind of power was only for dealing with people like Lorelei.
If it were his own women, he definitely wouldn't be so rough.
Especially since it was her first time.
Aaron for a moment worried that he had been too aggressive.
She was already swollen from the discipline... "Alright, everyone go to bed early. Felicia, come to my room for a moment; I still have some things to discuss."
Savannah and Nina heard this and obediently went upstairs.
Aaron was about to call Felicia upstairs.
Suddenly,
Aaron and Felicia simultaneously turned and looked behind them.
Felicia's expression was solemn, "Boss, it seems something has arrived outside?"
She also had Spider-Sense and could pre-emptively sense certain dangers.
Aaron perceived even more than her.
"It seems some people aren't willing to behave obediently!"
Aaron looked in one direction, his tone playful.
"Here it comes!"
Felicia sensed something rapidly approaching from ahead. Although she couldn't see anything, she unhesitatingly shot out webs, weaving a large net in front of them.
In that instant,
A rapidly advancing afterimage suddenly froze, but then disappeared the next moment.
"Behind!"
Aaron didn't make a move. Felicia keenly caught the sense of danger coming from behind her.
She quickly turned, delivering a sharp kick at the same time.
A blue figure seemed to actively welcome the collision, getting kicked more than ten meters away by Felicia!
Chapter 98: Symbiote Army, We are Venom!
Felicia hadn't used her full strength. She vaguely sensed that although this enemy possessed some kind of teleportation ability, his physical qualities were only slightly stronger than an ordinary person's.
Otherwise, her strength, easily over ten tons, would have been enough to flatten him with one punch!
Even so,
The blue figure was kicked so hard that he couldn't get up for a long time.
"Mutant Nightcrawler!"
Aaron came before him. This was a blue-skinned Mutant, indeed the teleporting Mutant who appeared in X-Men 2 and attacked the President.
"Hiss-ha~"
Seeing Aaron approach, Nightcrawler bared his teeth at him, his sharp fangs gleaming like those of a wild beast.
Aaron's face hardened, and he slapped him. *Pa~*
Nightcrawler's left cheek swelled high, and his head was filled with stars spinning around.
"I hate it when people bare their teeth at me!"
Aaron placed his hand on his head and lightly tapped.
The primal furnace refined a portion of the genes, but did not yield new gains or improvements.
"I'll have someone investigate his background right now."
Felicia picked up her phone, ready to contact someone.
"No need, I know his background."
Aaron turned Nightcrawler's head around; there were several needle marks on the back of his neck.
These were injected by William Stryker, a hallucinogenic agent extracted from Mastermind's brain fluid.
Mastermind is a Mutant who can create illusions. He can create a comprehensive and flawless illusion affecting sight, sound, touch, smell, and taste.
He can make others fall into an illusion and be unable to extricate themselves.
What's more terrifying is that,
His illusions can not only deceive ordinary people but have an even greater impact on those with very firm minds.
Even if those people know they are affected by hallucinations, they will still treat them as reality.
Even someone as powerful as Professor X was controlled by his illusions and almost destroyed all Mutants and humans.
It's worth mentioning that Mastermind is William Stryker's son.
Now, he has become the most important tool for the other party to control Mutants and realize future plans.
"William Stryker..."
Aaron sneered twice.
Originally, he couldn't be bothered with William Stryker's real-world antics, but since the other party was thinking of sending Mutants to assassinate him.
Then he wouldn't mind putting in a little effort to send the other party to heaven to reunite with his wife.
Oh, he most likely wouldn't have the chance to go to heaven. It seems they are destined to be separated by heaven and earth.
Felicia, hearing the unfamiliar name William Stryker, immediately understood.
"Boss, should I call the Police now?"
"Call the Police?"
Aaron shook his head, "Felicia, some things cannot be solved by calling the Police; they require special methods."
Aaron's eyes flashed with golden light, and violent dark energy converged.
Meanwhile, in a dilapidated apartment in San Francisco, far away.
Eddie was arguing with Venom about whether to go to a buffet.
"Enough! We can't just eat people, and we certainly can't go to a buffet. At most, I'll let you eat two bad guys."
"Then let me eat two people right now! I'm hungry, I'm hungry, hungry, hungry!" Venom muttered incessantly.
He felt that if he didn't eat brains to supplement phenylethylamine, his own brain would go haywire.
"Absolutely not! Our situation is very dangerous right now. The Police are monitoring us because of the Life Foundation incident. We absolutely cannot let them discover anything unusual, especially since you are a brain-eating alien."
Eddie shook his head repeatedly. He had clearly seen Venom eating brains.
Every time he thought about a brain, one after another, going down that big mouth into his stomach, that eerie feeling, Eddie felt a wave of nausea.
"Didn't you say Aaron is the CEO of Aaron's Group? With him in charge, wouldn't those damn Police behave themselves? Now, if we just go find him, we can have a free buffet. Oh my god, I can't hold back anymore!"
Eddie was about to refuse.
However, a golden light suddenly streamed in through the window and enveloped him.
Eddie was still in a daze, the world spinning around him, and soon he arrived in an unfamiliar place.
"Mr. Aa-Aaron!"
Eddie looked at the familiar East Asian face, incredibly surprised.
And Venom was shouting in his head, "Buffet! Brains! I want to feast!"
"Shut up!"
Eddie shouted, his head buzzing from the noise, but he quickly saw Felicia's face darken and immediately explained.
"Sorry, I wasn't talking to you two; I was talking to Venom."
Eddie pointed to his head.
Felicia's expression remained displeased. Even if you're insane, you shouldn't be so arrogant!
"Venom, I have something to tell you to do. Go kill someone for me."
Aaron's eyes flashed, and William Stryker's face appeared in the Void Realm.
Eddie's face changed drastically, "He's a Colonel!"
"Not for long."
Aaron saw his fear, "William Stryker will soon be discharged from the army for unauthorized and inhumane human experimentation."
"Oh, I like it! He sounds like an evil and terrifying bad guy! I want to eat his brain!"
Venom was extremely excited, "I like Aaron, he's so handsome!"
Eddie ignored Venom and hesitated, "What's the exact timing?"
Killing a military Officer, and a Colonel at that, the consequences… were unimaginable.
"Probably right after he died."
A trace of chill mixed in Aaron's smile, making Eddie feel a shiver down his spine.
Drake of the Life Foundation could get him and his girlfriend fired with just one sentence; he already found him terrifying enough.
Yet, Aaron could control a Colonel's fate with a single word. Is this World really so dark?
"Um… can I refuse?"
Not long ago, Eddie had asked some inappropriate questions during an interview with Drake, which led to him and his girlfriend being fired, and even breaking up.
Now, Eddie had been beaten down by society and was unwilling to easily get involved in disputes of this level.
But
"Eddie, this isn't a discussion, it's an announcement!"
Aaron's tone left no room for refusal, then he said playfully, "Besides… I don't think Venom will refuse this opportunity."
"There are many of his accomplices there…"
Accomplices equal brains!
I like accomplices!
Venom was already eager for a big feast.
He directly emerged from Eddie's body, forcibly taking control of his physique, raising both his arms and legs high.
"Oh yeah, oh yeah! I support this with both hands and feet!"
"Where is he? I want to eat him!"
"Wait a moment."
Soon,
A faint engine sound came from outside the Villa.
With several neat and orderly footsteps, a team of ten men in black, led by Norman, entered the Villa.
"Boss, they are all retired Navy SEALs, currently employees of Aaron's Group's Security Department. They only recognize money, not people!"
Norman walked up and whispered.
Aaron nodded, spread his right hand, and used the power of the primal furnace to create ten Symbiote tissues of Riot and Venom.
Symbiotes reproduce asexually. If a part of their body separates from the main body and successfully parasitizes another person in time, it can quickly grow into a new individual.
They are complete individuals, not controlled by their "parents," and they also possess some of their parents' memories.
Generally, they also have different abilities depending on the host.
After Aaron refined the characteristics of Riot and Venom, he could naturally easily replicate different individuals from the database.
Ten Symbiotes were sent by Aaron into the bodies of ten security personnel.
These people had been informed in advance of what they would face, knowing that Aaron would bestow powerful strength upon them, and thus offered no resistance.
Eddie and Venom watched in a daze.
Eddie questioned his life, "Is Aaron also a Symbiote?"
Venom shook his head repeatedly, "Impossible, he has no Symbiote characteristics…"
"He's more like… that man!"
That man was Knull, the Dark Dominator who created the Symbiote race!
Aaron's casual manner of creating Symbiotes made him feel like he was facing Knull.
But he was certain that if Aaron truly was Knull, he would not be so "amiable."
"Although I don't know where he got the Symbiote tissue, he won't succeed this way. Such offspring have different personalities, and sometimes some 'oddities' are born."
"Moreover, Symbiotes and hosts don't necessarily bond well; often, things like eating the host happen."
Venom did not think highly of Aaron's actions.
Eddie nodded after hearing this, immediately realizing, "What about your compatibility with me?"
"To be honest…"
Eddie's heart tightened.
"It's perfect!"
"It seems we are the best partners!"
Eddie sighed in relief while saying something he didn't truly mean.
However, events did not unfold as Venom had imagined.
When these Symbiotes grew, there were no issues of incompatibility or mental derangement.
"Master!"
The ten Symbiotes all shouted at Aaron in unison.
Venom watched, stunned; this scene felt a bit off!
Looking closely at these Symbiotes, their White eyes were filled with a hint of fear.
Venom suddenly understood.
It wasn't that they were gentle; it was that they all feared Aaron!
They perfectly inherited the characteristics of that coward, Riot.
"Looks like they're all Riot's offspring, no wonder they're like this."
Venom comforted himself this way, deliberately ignoring that five of the Symbiotes had some similar characteristics to himself.
He was not a coward! So those Symbiotes were definitely not his children, and he would never admit it!
Aaron explained the matter of William Stryker to the group.
Although they were retired military personnel, the past was the past, and now was now.
Now, Aaron was their benefactor.
And he had also given them powerful strength.
Who was William Stryker? They weren't familiar with him!
Moreover, William was a scoundrel in the military; they were acting on behalf of Heaven!
"Eddie, these ten people will act with you. I will now teleport you to the mission location."
Aaron glanced at the time, "You have three hours. I don't want him to live past midnight, understand?"
"Don't worry, Master!"
The ten Symbiotes responded in unison.
Seeing this, Eddie had no choice but to agree.
What could he do? He could no longer control Venom's urge to feed.
Even if he disagreed, Venom would agree.
Aaron then activated dark energy teleportation, sending all eleven individuals to the outskirts of Alkali Lake Dam.
Norman hesitated at this point, "Boss, if you have any arrangements, I can actually go."
"Eddie is an outsider, and those bodyguards… they might not be reliable…"
Aaron motioned for him to sit down and wait patiently.
"I don't care if they are reliable or not; the Symbiotes will teach them 'loyalty'."
From beginning to end, Aaron didn't trust any security personnel.
He only trusted himself and his woman.
He wouldn't trust these outsiders with their emotions and desires.
What he wanted to do was to use both carrot and stick to make them obedient.
As long as the Symbiotes didn't act recklessly, even if these people had ulterior motives, they couldn't do anything.
These Symbiotes were born in the primal furnace, and from the moment of their birth, Aaron instilled endless fear in them.
They would feel an innate fear whenever they saw Aaron, making rebellion impossible.
Coupled with the fear of Aaron's powerful strength inherited from Riot and Venom's memories, these Symbiotes would be incredibly obedient, at least in the short term.
And at this very moment,
Alkali Lake Dam Base.
Eleven Symbiotes moved stealthily under the cover of night.
The defenses of William Stryker's Dam Base were like nothing before the Symbiotes.
Although the dam could block Water flow, it could not block air.
As long as there were vents, the Symbiotes could not be stopped.
In the dim night,
Patrolling soldiers were continuously eaten whole by suddenly expanding Symbiotes.
In just a few minutes,
All the Symbiotes successfully infiltrated the Base.
Among them, the ten Symbiotes created by Aaron caused large-scale Riots in different areas.
The Base security's individual weapons were useless against these Symbiotes.
Hundreds of bullets poured out, passing right through the Symbiotes' bodies.
The Symbiotes' bodies were like liquid, scattering and re-forming, practically a different kind of immortal body.
As for Eddie and Venom, they quietly passed through the security personnel and headed deep into the Base.
At this moment,
William Stryker was waiting for news from Nightcrawler.
However, Nightcrawler had not yet returned from his mission, but turmoil had already erupted within the Base.
"What's happening?"
William was both shocked and enraged, grabbing a soldier who was heading to the battlefield to question him.
"Officer, ten monsters have broken into the Base and are causing massive destruction!"
"Is it those damned Mutants again?"
"Is it the Mutant Brotherhood? Or Xavier's School?"
William's face darkened upon hearing this, leaning more towards it being the Brotherhood.
While thinking, he walked straight into the monitoring room.
When he saw the images on the monitors, he froze in place,
"Can anyone tell me where these ugly jelly people came from?"
He carefully racked his brain, wondering if he hadn't offended these jelly people?
Mutants? Doesn't look like it; he had never seen a Mutantso abstract.
Their bodies were soft and boneless, yet they could easily lift and swing tons of equipment.
He watched helplessly as his soldiers, like cannon fodder NPCs in a game, had their gun barrels turn red, yet couldn't harm the opponents in the slightest.
Even if someone threw a grenade, it would be quickly smacked back by them.
Occasionally, one or two grenades would explode, but they had no effect on them!
Where did these monsters come from!
He wondered if he had done too many human experiments, and those dead Mutants had turned into ghosts, returning from Hell.
Officer, we can't hold out much longer, our weapons have no effect on them!"
The panicked voice of 1.7's deputy came through the headset.
William's face was ferocious. Damn it, what the Hell is going on today!
First, the funding was cut, and now there's an attack by the "Hell Devil."
Aaron's figure flashed through his mind instantly.
No, no, no, impossible!
"Have someone activate the Base's self-destruct device and quickly transfer the data. We..."
Boom!!
Before William could finish speaking, complex gunfire suddenly erupted outside the door, but it only lasted a few seconds before the door was kicked open.
William turned his head to look, and Venom's tall, hideous face stood in the doorway.
It was holding a headless corpse. Seeing William look over, Venom opened its mouth wide, "Surprise!"
"Damn it!"
William immediately snatched the submachine gun from a nearby soldier and pulled the trigger.
But only when facing the Symbiote up close could he truly understand the despair of the frontline soldiers.
In a few seconds, hundreds of bullets were unleashed, riddling Venom's body with holes, but it recovered instantly.
His hands turned into sharp, pliable spears, extending several meters, stringing up all the soldiers and lifting them in front of him.
Then, Venom's head suddenly swelled, turning into an afterimage and devouring all the heads in less than a second.
At the same time, it extended its long tongue and licked the corners of its mouth.
"Hahaha, buffet, this is amazing!"
William was filled with terror; he had never seen such a horrifying monster.
Even a Mutant wasn't half as terrifying as them!
Could they really be Hell Devils?
Venom came before William and lifted him high up.
William's legs trembled: "What kind of monsters are you?"
Venom's face seemed to melt, revealing half of Eddie's face.
Eddie and Venom said simultaneously: "We are Venom!"
"Mr. Aaron sends his regards!"
William's pupils contracted. Before he could speak, a massive mouth quickly approached.
And then, only darkness remained!
Chapter 99: Paw-Paw Fruit? A Great Harvest! The Sorcerer Supreme Arrives.
One hour later.
"Mission complete!"
"Everyone who needed to be killed has been killed, and everyone who needed to be captured has been captured. *Burp*~ This buffet today was absolutely fantastic!"
Venom chatted with the other Symbiotes, "I say, one of you should call the boss or something."
"Father, I'll make the call."
A burly Symbiote, whose body flowed with a color resembling Lava, spoke.
Saying this, he took out a phone from his waist and called Norman.
"Father? Oh sh*t, don't associate me with you. I don't know you bunch of cowards!"
Venom screamed in denial. He absolutely refused to admit he had such a cowardly child.
"Look at me, perfect black physique. Now look at you, like Lava. You are definitely Riot's descendant."
"Father, no matter how much you deny it, I possess your memories."
After Lava finished speaking, he began communicating with Norman.
He was the Captain of this security squad and the Deputy Director of the Security Department.
When he heard that the big boss needed a few trustworthy subordinates to run errands, he immediately volunteered.
Originally, he wanted more money, but now that he had obtained the Symbiote's power, he felt only reverence for Aaron.
The immense power made his life feel perfect.
And this slaughter made his life even more fulfilling.
He loved killing.
After Lava finished the call, Venom still wanted to say something.
At that moment, all the Symbiotes, including Lava, suddenly shuddered and looked in one direction simultaneously.
There, a dark black portal opened.
A man wearing silver armor stepped out of the portal.
From him,
they felt fear originating from the depths of their hearts and a heavy sense of oppression, like a great mountain.
That was darkness, that was Death!
Even as Symbiotes, they felt boundless terror at this moment!
Venom also felt that oppressive sensation,
it was just less intense than what the other Symbiotes felt because he had not been modified by the primal furnace.
But this did not stop him from shutting his mouth and looking at Aaron with fearful eyes.
"Too similar! Too similar!"
"Similar to what?" Eddie asked internally.
"Similar to the Dark Emperor!"
The other Symbiotes also trembled upon hearing that name.
Having inherited the memories of Riot and Venom, they naturally knew of the Dark Emperor's existence.
Although the dark pressure emanating from Aarondiffered somewhat from Knull's, it was purer and more terrifying!
At this moment, Lava glanced at Venom, who was also too scared to move. Venom understood what Lava's look meant: *Father, I told you you were like him!*
Damn it, I'm just respecting the boss, absolutely not being a coward!
Venom cursed inwardly, yet his body dared not move.
Aaron walked step by step, and under the gaze of the Symbiote Squad, he walked straight into the experimental Base.
This was a cage specifically used to detain Mutants.
It also stored genetic tissue containing various Mutantdata.
In the left cage were imprisoned Mastermind, a man in a wheelchair who looked like he had Parkinson's, and Death Girl, a cold-faced, slender woman wearing black leather.
They had also heard the commotion inside the Base, but since they didn't have William's authorization, no one opened the door for them.
When they saw a man in armor walk in, their pupils contracted slightly.
"Open the doors." Aaron scanned the surroundings and commanded.
Hearing this, the Symbiote Squad unanimously looked toward Lava.
Seeing this, Lava cursed inwardly at the others for their lack of loyalty, but fearing that Aaron would have to wait, he could only brace himself and walk forward, slamming his hands heavily onto the cage.
With at least ten tons of force, combined with high-temperature flames, he directly smashed the door open.
Lava repeated the trick, smashing open the other cage.
Both Mastermind and Death Girl remained very calm and docile.
Until Aaron approached,
Death Girl suddenly erupted!
Long, slender claws sprang from her fingertips, and her body quickly wrapped around Aaron, placing the claws across his neck.
"Everyone stop right there, let me out immediately!"
Death Girl's gaze swept over the many strange-looking Symbiotes. Although she didn't know what these humanoid creatures were, she knew that the armored man was their leader.
To leave, she had to control him.
The Symbiotes looked at Death Girl with idiotic expressions.
"Is she an idiot..." Eddie said.
Venom nodded in agreement, "Eating an idiot won't make us idiots, right?"
"I heard that eating what you lack makes you deficient, so eating an idiot makes you an idiot?"
"Eww~"
The many Symbiotes simultaneously spat out in disgust.
They certainly didn't want to become idiot Symbiotes.
Aaron lowered his head, looking at the slender claws with a strange expression.
"Don't you know I'm wearing armor?"
Death Girl frowned, "My claws are adamantium; they can slice through steel!"
"Don't speak, or I'll kill you!"
She hugged Aaron from behind, finding the hard material painfully uncomfortable.
Aaron shook his head, suddenly reached out and grabbed Death Girl's claws. Ignoring the sharp blades, he pried her claws open with slight force, much to her surprise.
"Your armor..."
"I'm sorry, my armor is harder than your claws."
Saying this, Aaron opened his right hand, placed it on Death Girl's wrist, and immediately began Fusion.
[Iron Body: Detected similar ability. Fusion complete. Your physical defense has slightly improved.]
[Claws: Your finger bones can freely extend into sharp claws, and can also freely transform into tougher metal claws.]
Oh, wow, so it really was true adamantium.
Aaron was slightly surprised; he hadn't expected any gain.
Carefully sensing the strength of his cells, the improvement was very slight, but better than nothing.
Death Girl was still struggling, but how could she resist Aaron's power?
"Settle down!"
With a cold shout from Aaron, Death Girl's mental Worldwas struck by lightning, and she instantly calmed down.
Aaron then probed her mind and discovered that William had not injected Death Girl with hallucinogens recently.
Normally, William would inject Death Girl with hallucinogens, making her view William as her father, while she served as an assistant and enforcer, helping him continue his experiments.
Once she broke free from the illusion, William would no longer trust Death Girl, as no one liked being controlled by an illusion forever.
Aaron nodded secretly. No wonder Death Girl still possessed some self-awareness.
Releasing Death Girl, Aaron walked toward Mastermind.
The latter maintained a single posture, his eyes moving with Aaron's changing silhouette.
His mouth was slightly open, seemingly wanting to say something.
The next moment,
Aaron arrived at the Osborn Group skyscraper.
At the same time, a force attempted to tamper with his perception, making him mistakenly believe that this World was real.
Meanwhile, outside, Death Girl was also trapped in an illusion, mistaking Mastermind for her father, who was also the former director of the Weapon X research.
Her claws popped out from her hands again, and she walked toward the other Symbiotes.
However, what puzzled Mastermind was,
those Symbiotes were not affected by his illusion.
Wait, since when could my ability affect multiple targets?
Mastermind's eyes darted again, looking at Aaron.
He found that the other party was smiling at him.
He is actually immune to my ability!
Death Girl turned her head and went toward Aaron again.
However, Aaron flicked his finger, and an invisible air cannon blasted Death Girl's abdomen, sending her flying over ten meters away.
A huge gash appeared on her abdomen, yet Death Girlstill struggled to stand up.
"Using a mental illusion on me, do you think you are worthy?"
Aaron sneered. The characteristics of the Symbiotenaturally include immunity to telepathy.
Furthermore, he possesses the Phoenix Force and other abilities, making his telepathy extremely powerful.
How could his consciousness be controlled by Mastermind?
"Still not being honest, even now. Your father must have told you that naughty children will be punished, so... go down and join your father!"
Mastermind's face instantly grew anxious, wanting to say something, but having had many brain organs removed by William Stryker, even speaking was a luxury for him.
"Don't rush, you don't need to thank me for reuniting your family."
Aaron raised his hand, "If you want to know who I am, then please call me Lei Feng!"
"Melt down all of Mastermind's life and abilities!"
The primal furnace is not just a concept extractor; it is also a powerful means of attack.
With his brain nerves destroyed, Mastermind, for whom even walking was a luxury, had nowhere to escape.
In just the blink of an eye, his abilities and life were completely melted down by the primal furnace!
Aaron blew a breath, and Mastermind vanished without a trace, like dust.
[Illusion Manipulation: When you approach a target at close range, you can directly create an absolutely real illusion within the single target's brain, so much so that even ordinary psychic ability users cannot distinguish reality from falsehood.]
Not bad, although it is not very useful, it is acceptable.
Aaron had not held much hope to begin with; now it was more for the sake of collecting.
The following is the true purpose of this trip.
Aaron looked at the cold storage vault, which contained Mutant genes collected by Stryker over decades.
As the main person in charge of the Weapon X program, William Stryker could be said to be one of the true arch-enemies of Mutants.
Any Mutant who served him, or was captured or killed by him, would have their blood and other tissues collected and stored.
But now, Aaron accepted all his hard-earned accumulation.
[Potential Energy Kinetic Energy Conversion: You can inject energy into other objects or life forms, turning them into high-explosive devices (the larger the object, the more energy stored, and the greater the explosive power).]
[Energy Enhancement: A similar ability has been detected and Fusion has occurred (in the name of the king of the gods). You can inject your own energy or Asgardian energy into others or yourself to stimulate physical potential, permanently or temporarily strengthen the physique, and allow attacks to carry kinetic energy.]
[Puppet Manipulation: You can easily control people or objects injected with kinetic potential energy by you, making them act according to your thoughts (limited to physically existing bodies).]
[Acidic Enzyme Conversion: You can convert your own energy into special acidic enzymes, which can effectively suppress regenerative ability and cause sustained damage to enemies.]
[Bone Claws: A similar ability has been detected and Fusion has occurred (Finger Claws). Your hand bones can freely pop out bone claws or powerful mixed metal claws, possessing the mighty strength to sever adamantium.]
[Flesh Bullet Rebound: Your physical body possesses powerful elasticity, capable of deflecting most attacks back with slightly reduced force.]
"Oh, there's even a Paw-Paw Fruit equivalent?"
Aaron was quite surprised by this haul.
He did not expect that Stryker still had quite a few good things here.
After a moment's thought, these abilities must belong to the original Weapon X members: Gambit, Agent Zero, Wolverine, and the Blob.
The abilities of the other Mutants were deemed invalid data, recorded by the primal furnace, and there was no need for Fusion at all.
Seeing that Aaron had finished his main task,
Venom rubbed his hands, "Boss, besides here, is there anywhere else you need me?"
Compared to Eddie, who strictly forbade him from eating heads, Venom preferred the generous and straightforward Aaron.
Of course, his heart would always belong to Eddie, but his body... still leaned more towards Aaron.
He could not help it; following Eddie meant he starved nine times in three days.
But following Aaron was different.
He got to eat his fill!
Seeing Venom's face full of flattery,
The other Symbiotes simultaneously slapped their foreheads and turned away.
How embarrassing!
Especially for certain Symbiotes, Venom was their father!
Aaron thought for a moment, "I do have a lead here, but the risk is a bit high."
Venom's eyes lit up upon hearing this.
High risk is fine! As long as there is food.
The greater the storm, the more valuable the fish.
To eat one's fill, risk is necessary!
"No problem, leave it to me, rest assured!"
Venom licked the corner of his mouth; he desperately wanted to eat!
Once he returned to San Francisco, he would have to endure starvation again.
He had to eat enough to be stuffed this one time, storing phenethylamine as "winter" provisions.
Seeing this, Aaron did not hold back.
Flipping open his small notebook, the suspected enemies included Killian's Ten Rings Gang, Pierce's HYDRA, Councilman Rudolp, members of a certain underground gang's periphery, and Sokovia mercenaries.
Oh, there are quite a few suspected enemies.
There might be innocents among them, but Aaron was too lazy to investigate closely.
Whether they were the main culprits or not, they certainly could not escape involvement.
He copied a piece of information from his mind and used his psychic ability to transmit it directly into Venom's brain—oh no, into Eddie's brain.
Then he took out a phone and tossed it to Venom.
"There is only Felicia's number in here. If there is any movement from the targets, she will notify you immediately. You will then lead the other Symbiotes to handle it, understand?"
Venom nodded, looking at the phone as if it were a super treasure.
He was going to feast!
Anyway, none of these guys were good people; they were all using their own kind for research, their hearts were black.
It was perfect for repurposing waste, letting Lord Venom eat his fill.
Venom glanced at the other Symbiotes and whispered, "Can these tasks be entrusted to me alone?"
"Father, eating alone is not a good thing!"
"Venom, I think we should have a good talk."
Although the other Symbiotes despised Venom's fawning attitude, when it came to food acquisition, they immediately became wide awake.
Aaron glanced at them and then ignored them, "How you distribute it is up to you to decide. Remember, what should be said and what should not be said, I believe you all know in your hearts."
The Symbiotes repeatedly agreed.
Seeing this, Aaron waved his hand, teleporting the Symbiotes and Death Girl back to New York.
It was not until the third day,
that the anomaly at the Alkali Lake Dam Base was learned by the outside World.
When Coulson, the S.H.I.E.L.D. workhorse specializing in supernatural events, arrived at the scene and saw the headless corpses scattered everywhere, he fell silent.
"Officer, I think we have encountered a big problem."
"Colonel William Stryker is confirmed dead, and all personnel related to the Weapon X experiment were killed. All video footage regarding the scene has also disappeared."
"Other than headless corpses and bullet holes covering the ground, there is not much effective information here."
After careful examination, Coulson's expression grew even stranger.
"Based on the trajectory of the bullet holes, the people here must have been controlled by some kind of hallucinogen, firing randomly. I suspect they died at the hands of some kind of man-eating beast..."
"Based on the wounds, this incident is closely related to the Life Foundation incident."
Hearing this, Nick Fury immediately saw a figure flash in his mind.
"Aaron... was it you?"
Not just him, many people vaguely guessed whose work it was.
But none of them had concrete evidence.
Even if they did, no one would step forward.
Everyone was in the same boat; helping Aaron meant helping themselves.
That same day,
news about William Stryker illegally conducting human experiments was exposed.
Just as Aaron had said, he was directly stripped of his position by the Military, and even after Death, he would face Military court condemnation.
When Eddie saw the series of heinous crimes committed by William Stryker, his heart chilled.
This World is too terrifying!
Drake was just a small fry compared to Aaron, not worth mentioning!
"Venom, I have figured it out, let's act now!"
"Oh yeah, oh yeah, I get a buffet!"
Unlike the enlightened Eddie and Venom,
after Aaron had dealt with William Stryker,
he contentedly began his two-point life between the Villaand Aaron's Group.
In the morning, he would flirt with his little secretary when he had nothing else to do. In the afternoon, he occasionally went to teach Kate lessons, while also seeking guidance on yoga knowledge from the female instructor Barbara.
In the evening, he would give Lorelei a bit of a push and cultivate his relationship with the two little elves.
Originally, Aaron planned to visit Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.
However, the arrival of one person caused this plan to be temporarily canceled.
Looking at the bald figure in the yellow robe before him, Aaron raised his cup, "You are finally here!"