"Bradley wasn't Shaw's man. He came from a secret military task force."
"That's right. That task force was a mutant task force."
"And... they'd been doing some rather illegal things for a long time."
Under everyone's watchful gazes, Charles slowly spoke.
He told them about the relevant memories he had read from Bradley's mind.
The atmosphere in the room immediately became oppressive.
This matter actually involved the military, which made it rather troublesome.
"So Erik and I killed two mutant agents from the military and captured one alive?"
Erik raised his brows, feeling rather overwhelmed.
"Erik, you killed people? What exactly happened? I thought you were just going to talk with someone, like you'd always done before."
Agent Moira looked utterly bewildered.
Wasn't it just a recruitment job? How had it ended with people dead?
"Agent Moira, we were merely defending ourselves." Rorschach explained solemnly. "They tried to kill us for no reason. We had no choice."
Rorschach then briefly explained what had happened to Moira and Charles.
After hearing this, Moira's brows furrowed deeply, like an old chrysanthemum blooming in late autumn.
Clearly, the other two agents had gone to silence that defecting agent.
Erik and Rorschach had merely been dragged into it by accident.
This was a serious matter. Moira and the others did not dare neglect it, immediately having Bradley brought over for interrogation.
However, Bradley kept his mouth tightly shut. No matter how Moira questioned him, he refused to say another word.
In the end, Charles had to use his ability to read Bradley's memories before they could obtain more intelligence from him.
"William Stryker! Moira, the person who formed that mutant task force was William Stryker!"
Charles's expression became even uglier.
"William Stryker? You mean Deputy Director Stryker's son?" Moira looked utterly dumbfounded as well.
As a senior CIA agent, Moira naturally knew that the deputy director of the CIA Operations Directorate was named Jason Stryker.
And Jason Stryker's son was also named William Stryker!
This had truly blown up!
Back in the CIA headquarters conference room, Agent Moira had brought Charles before the CIA executives to report on the existence of mutants, only to be ridiculed mercilessly.
Even the CIA director had nearly exiled Moira to the typing pool.
It was only after Raven put on a transformation show right there that the executives finally believed mutants existed.
And Jason Stryker had been among the executives who had mocked Moira so viciously.
Yet only now did they learn that Jason Stryker's son had secretly formed a mutant task force long ago.
If that was the case, why had Jason Stryker pretended to know nothing?
Or did he truly have no idea what his son had been doing?
They scarcely dared to think any further.
There were depths beneath this matter that ran too deep. They feared that one wrong move would drag them all into that enormous vortex.
For a time, the room fell silent, and the atmosphere became even more oppressive.
"Rorschach, you should head back first."
After a moment, Charles spoke to Rorschach. "But remember, don't reveal what happened today to anyone!"
"I understand, Charles!"
Rorschach nodded, greeted Moira and Erik, then rose to his feet.
"Rorschach!"
When he reached the door, Charles's voice rang out behind him again.
Once Rorschach looked back, Charles said seriously, "Don't worry. We'll handle it."
His voice was not loud, yet it seemed to possess a kind of magic that made people instinctively trust him.
That was Charles's personal charisma.
"Of course, Charles!"
Rorschach pushed open the door and walked out.
Although the people in the office were all troubled by the mess they had made, Rorschach really did not take the matter too seriously.
If the sky fell, the tall ones would hold it up!
What was there to fear with the CIA as a powerful backer?
And Charles and Erik, those two overpowered monsters, were there as well.
Everything would be fine.
In high spirits, Rorschach returned to his dormitory.
After securely closing the door, he immediately entered his personal status panel impatiently.
Host: Rorschach Age: 16 Speed: 53 meters/second Strength: 7.2 tons Constitution: 124 (average healthy adult male: 10) Mental Power: 82 (average healthy adult male: 10) Current Template: Homelander (Unlock Progress: 1%) Abilities: X-ray Vision (Beginner), Super Hearing (Beginner), Flight (Locked), Heat Vision (Locked) Origin Points: 100
The relevant values on the panel had changed accordingly.
At last, his Origin Points were no longer zero.
The host has remaining Origin Points. Would you like to use them for enhancement immediately?
The system even displayed such a prompt.
There was no need to think about that. Now that he had Origin Points, why wouldn't he use them immediately? Was he supposed to save them for the New Year?
However, he still needed to carefully consider exactly how to enhance himself, since Origin Points could be used in many different ways.
Rorschach began studying the options carefully.
He soon discovered that using Origin Points to boost a single attribute was highly inefficient. The value for money was far lower than the corresponding boosts gained by unlocking more of the overall template.
Since that was the case, there was nothing left to hesitate over.
Rorschach directly added all 100 Origin Points to the unlock progress.
Congratulations, Host! Homelander Template unlocked to 2%!
"Only one percent of the unlock progress?"
Rorschach was a little speechless. After running around and going through all that trouble, he had only gained one percent.
Host: Rorschach Age: 16 Speed: 61 meters/second Strength: 15.2 tons Constitution: 144 (average healthy adult male: 10) Mental Power: 102 (average healthy adult male: 10) Current Template: Homelander (Unlock Progress: 2%) Abilities: X-ray Vision (Beginner), Super Hearing (Beginner), Flight (Locked), Heat Vision (Locked) Origin Points: 0
However, when Rorschach saw the panel's data again, he could not help becoming excited.
Every aspect of his physical abilities had improved considerably. His speed had reached sixty-one meters per second, while his strength had reached fifteen tons!
The numbers alone might not have been very intuitive, but a few examples made them much clearer.
First was Rorschach's speed, which had already reached twice the maximum speed limit permitted on highways!
That meant Rorschach could now easily catch up with the vast majority of cars using only his legs.
And in Captain America 3, the helicopter Captain America held onto from the rooftop of the counterterrorism building was a French AS350 armed helicopter weighing 2.5 tons, and it had left Captain America gritting his teeth in strain.
But for Rorschach, he could easily hold six of them with one hand!
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