Enveloping the Globe, Marvel Strategy
The night was cool and still.
It's now eleven-thirty in the evening.
Logan Howlett stood at the door of Wang Yan's bedroom, looking hesitant, as if he was wondering about something.
He knew that he was fundamentally different from his three comrades.
He is a "Mutants".
They are obviously different from ordinary people at the genetic level.
At the base, a scientist once casually remarked that the genetic difference between Mutants and humans is greater than the difference between Masira and humans.
You could even say that he and normal humans are two different species.
He possesses the ability to slow down aging and has an extremely strong self-healing ability; his hands can extend sharp claws...
Vitality, fighting spirit, temperament...
Logan is out of step with ordinary people in every way, and only in the army can he truly find himself.
He joined the fight not for justice, but simply because there were many people in the army who shared his personality.
No one would see him as a monster.
He could help the Soviet Union fight the United States, or he could help the United States fight Germany; he had no political stance whatsoever.
Even his native Canada was not considered his true home.
Logan liked his three new comrades very much.
They all underwent the transformation under the God Eater Project, becoming Divine Machine Wielder with powerful vitality and combat strength, and would not die so easily.
Moreover, they have very good personalities.
Steve is warm-hearted and kind, Carter is thoughtful and meticulous, and Bucky is taciturn.
His three teammates were always helping him subtly.
He didn't want to reveal his Mutants identity, so he appeared in this place at this time.
Logan is a typical guy who responds better to gentleness than force. He's not afraid of being hated or opposed, but he's afraid of losing his friends and cherished memories.
Wang Yan knew his file and past experiences, Logan was unsure whether this information would be known to his trusted associates.
Finally, he made up his mind.
Just as Logan was about to knock on the door, Wang Yan's voice rang in his ear. "What are you doing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping? You have a mission tomorrow, hurry up and go back to rest."
Logan turned around, instinctively raising his hand as if to give the other person the middle finger and curse them out.
He suddenly remembered that he had come to ask for a favor.
So he suppressed his arrogant nature and forced a ferocious smile onto his face that would stop the child from crying.
"Stop laughing, you're not suited to making that kind of expression."
Wang Yan said in an arrogant tone, "I know what you're struggling with. I can tell you right now that the fact that you're Mutants is not information worth hiding."
"The four of you will be members of a team from now on. Can you guarantee that you won't reveal your abilities on the battlefield? Or do you plan to conserve your healing abilities and not go all out, even in critical moments, preferring to watch them die in battle?"
Wang Yan launched into a long, rambling speech, leaving the tongue-tied Logan completely bewildered.
When he came to his senses, he found that Steve Rogers, Peggy Carter, and James Barnes were all in the same place.
Wang Yan's Youyou voice rang in my ears. "Being woken up in the middle of the night is not a pleasant experience, so I simply called them all over. Sure enough, seeing that others are also in pain makes my own pain much less."
After learning Logan's identity, Bucky remained expressionless, his eyes as calm and indifferent as ever.
Steve patted the muscular man on the shoulder, his tone gentle, his eyes bright, and his words carrying a captivating power. "Don't worry, Mutants are human too. I believe none of us are extreme racists."
Logan gave him the middle finger while offering him one of his treasured cigarettes.
Steve Rogers hesitated for a moment, but then accepted the cigarette.
He doesn't smoke, but he sees it as a symbol of their friendship.
Perhaps it can be preserved so that decades later, when he tells stories to his descendants, he can use it as a prop for explanation.
Peggy Carter's focus was completely different from that of the several camaraderie-filled men.
She looked at Wang Yan with a resentful gaze.
I received a message in the middle of the night, requesting that I go to the other person's dormitory...
When a normal, pretty girl hears this request, her first reaction will definitely be that she's about to be sexually harassed by a powerful man.
The same goes for Carter.
After much hesitation and internal struggle, she finally made up her mind to righteously and firmly refuse Wang Yan's unreasonable request.
Carter even considered the consequences if the other party became angry, and planned to give the other party a chance to pursue him, without making any definitive statements.
After all, Wang Yan is young, rich, and holds a high position. He is also very handsome. Apart from some annoying quirks and a penchant for teasing people, he has no flaws and would be a good partner.
Who knew that the other party had called me over for such a "trivial matter"!
"That's enough for today. You four should go back and get some sleep."
Flame God was indifferent, and he said in a serious tone, "Tomorrow is your first mission as Divine Machine Wielder! If you don't perform well, you can expect to be kicked out of the team!"
Logan, having resolved his inner conflict, saluted him and turned to leave.
The other three unfortunate souls who were caught in the crossfire didn't say a word and obediently went back to their bedrooms to rest.
In fact, Wang Yan no longer needs sleep.
When you're feeling tired and exhausted, give yourself a Particle Reconstruction and you'll be instantly revitalized.
Their energy and spirit were even more abundant than after 8 hours of deep sleep.
He returned to his bedroom, sat cross-legged, and floated in the air, his Spiritual Power gradually spreading out.
America, Europe, the Pacific...
Wang Yan's spiritual domain enveloped the entire Earth 7777.
The activities of all living beings are under his control; no one can escape his attention.
The intrigues and schemes of John Schmidt, the leader of Hydra...
Ani Zola's brilliant idea...
The happy life of Charles Xavier, a rich second-generation...
The Jewish man, Erik Lehnsherr, seemed to be cursed with a life full of Heavenly Fiend...
Hank Pym's schizophrenic delirium...
Natasha, a young girl who is training with two other Reincarnator at the Soviet secret intelligence agency "Red Room"...
In Wang Yan's eyes, all beings are equal.
Justice and evil, kindness and cruelty, are irrelevant to him.
He came to the Marvel Universe for only two purposes—to change the fate of certain people according to his own will; and to collect Reincarnator and Resource Points.
The forces under Wang Yan's command, whether orderly, chaotic, neutral, benevolent, or evil, are all necessary.
The Master accepted three thousand disciples and taught them according to their individual aptitudes.
The principles are all the same.
He couldn't possibly give people like Namikaze Minato and Steve Rogers the mission to destroy the world, nor could he possibly have Orochimaru and Thanos for Luffy.
Each Reincarnator has their own unique characteristics.
Wang Yan is very good at using these traits.
"Without destroying the Marvel World, the day the net is pulled back should be enough to anchor the other two dimensions," Wang Yan muttered to himself.
Bruce Banner, Tony Stark, Stephen Strange, Peter Parker, Quicksilver, Scarlet Witch...
Before these people appear, Wang Yan will not exhaust the resources and directly drain the Marvel Plane.
Under his will, the sun rose above the horizon, shining upon the fertile land of America...
4 more chapters, one more tonight.