Aragami
"Subject 139, experiment log begins."
Orochimaru's cold, Golden Snake Eyes stared at the Japanese man on the experimental table.
He was an overweight businessman who was very clever; after being targeted by Orochimaru's men, he managed to escape several times.
Unfortunately, cleverness can never outweigh true wisdom.
In the face of an absolute power disparity, a few cunning tactics are meaningless.
This man, clinging to a sliver of hope, remained in Japan, hiding in the countryside outside Tokyo, believing he could escape unscathed.
He was wrong.
"This person's gene sequence is key to completing the [gene map of Japan]."
Orochimaru's cold voice rang in the merchant's ears, as if he were muttering to himself.
"Implantation of Oracle Cells XD138".
The cold, sharp hollow needle pierced the body of the Japanese man, and a viscous black substance was slowly injected into his body as the syringe was pushed.
"Waaah!"
The unfortunate Japanese merchant let out a mournful wail, like a defeated dog.
He wanted to shout and yell to get help from others.
He was injected with an appropriate amount of Chlorpromazine even before the experiment.
At this moment, his muscles were weak and his tongue had lost all feeling, so he could only utter soft, meaningless groans.
Chlorpromazine is just an ordinary anesthetic, but under the peculiar rules of the Marvel Universe, its effectiveness far exceeds that of other dimensions.
In the original timeline, even Wolverine Logan, who possesses superhuman regenerative abilities, was repeatedly defeated by this ordinary, clinically used anesthetic.
An ordinary experimental subject with no special abilities is even less likely to cause any problems.
After undergoing hundreds of transformations, the injection of Oracle Cells caused pain throughout the balding businessman's entire body!
Muscles, bones, nerves—every cell is screaming in despair!
His eyes turned bloodshot, and his expression became numb and indifferent.
I felt an itchy, numb, and throbbing pain under my scalp, as if something was wriggling inside.
His original Mediterranean hairstyle quickly changed.
His new, thick hair covered his bald spot, the crow's feet around his eyes disappeared quickly, and even his double chin disappeared.
Fat, an energy-storing substance, is rapidly consumed to regenerate his body.
In just a few breaths, the originally overweight middle-aged man transformed into a muscular hunk.
He looks like a young man in his early twenties.
If the experiment only goes this far, then the vial of reagent called Oracle Cells XD138 that was just injected into his body is only equivalent to the Miracle- creating drug created by a superhuman.
Unfortunately, Orochimaru did not install the Oracle Cells control bracelet on this person, so he could not become a God Eater like Steve Rogers, Winter Soldier Bucky, and Wolverine Logan.
He became a wild god who had completely lost his mind!
Black keratin spread from the skin's pores, transforming the originally fragile nails into sharp claws, and revealing ferocious and terrifying blue-purple scales on the surface.
Its skull and spine were elongated, and a tail with barbs grew out, with a pair of gray, fleshy wings bursting out from its back.
He...
No, now we should talk about it...
It became a true Ara-gami!
It was bound to the operating table with restraints, but its blood-red eyes were fixed on Orochimaru.
There was no hatred, no anger, only the most primal predatory desire!
Da da da...
Extremely viscous saliva dripped from the corners of its mouth.
"Regional-targeted Aragami Cells research... Success!"
Orochimaru was not intimidated by this level of malice.
An excited look appeared on his face, and his golden, snake-shaped vertical pupils flashed with fanatical light.
The so-called Aragami are beings that prey on all living things.
High-level Aragami can even devour and absorb metal and plastic.
They are as infamous as the Zerg in the Infinite Planes, and are the mortal enemies of all intelligent life.
Once their existence is discovered, even races that are hostile to each other and at war will immediately put aside their differences and conflicts and join forces to exterminate them.
It's not that they wanted to do it, but because...
Worlds that did not do this were utterly destroyed by the Aragami!
"Roar!"
The little Aragami, which had been born less than ten minutes ago, was far superior to ordinary humans in every aspect, and the amount of anesthetic it received had no significant effect on it.
Snap! Snap! Snap...
It broke free of the restraints one by one.
Orochimaru reacted swiftly, stuffing a vial of transparent reagent directly into the mouth of the miniature Aragami.
This is the Oracle Cells Inhibitor.
The other person immediately lost all vitality, like a corpse lying on a test table, with even breathing and heartbeat ceasing.
Orochimaru knew that this was just an illusion.
He simply threw the entire Aragami into the "juicer" and crushed it.
Centrifugation, serum preparation, cell cloning...
After going through a series of procedures, Orochimaru obtained three hundred units of Oracle Cells XD139.
He used these cells on hundreds of other experimental subjects from other countries, who had been prepared in advance.
Fifteen minutes...
Thirty minutes...
One hour...
Forty-eight hours passed, and nothing changed in these experimental subjects from other countries.
He didn't become stronger, he didn't become younger, and he didn't transform into a deity.
Orochimaru examined everyone's bodies again without missing a single one, and only after confirming that all the Oracle Cells in their bodies had withered and died did he take a deep breath.
Finally...
It was a success!
Orochimaru's pale hand covered his bloodless face, his cyanotic lips curled up slightly, and he laughed hysterically.
"The show is about to begin!"
Charles Xavier is a quintessential winner in life.
He was born with a level of achievement that most people could never reach in a lifetime of effort—his father was a wealthy New York businessman.
In short, he is a rich second-generation.
Moreover, he is an unusual second-generation rich kid.
He is a genius whose intelligence far surpasses that of ordinary people!
Charles graduated from Harvard University at the age of 16 and also pursued graduate studies at Oxford University and Columbia University, earning master's and doctoral degrees in fields such as genetics, biophysics, and psychology.
It could be said that he was born to be admired.
Charles is very smart.
He deliberately showcased his excellence and talent, but concealed the most important thing—his Mutants identity!
He is a powerful Mutants with mind manipulation and Mind Stone abilities!
At this very moment, in the Cambridge Library.
"Hey Charles, are you free tonight? There's a party at Gunfire Rose (the bar), and if you can come, you'll definitely rock the place."
A girl with long, wine-red hair approached Charles, speaking in an ambiguous tone, seemingly quite willing to have a one-night stand with him.
Charles is still a handsome young man with flowing blond hair, far from the bald old man he will become.
A typical tall, rich, and handsome man with considerable charm.
He instinctively wanted to refuse, but the words caught in his throat, and he couldn't help but ask, "Will Erik go?"
Which Erik?
The girl looked puzzled.
She racked her brains trying to figure out which little bitch named Erik dared to steal her man.
She originally thought that the mysterious Raven Darkholm was her lifelong enemy, but she never expected that a little bitch named "Erik" would dare to steal her love.
She was seething with hatred inside, but she wore a fake smile on her face, trying her best to maintain her composure.
Charles sensed her inner turmoil, and though he wanted to laugh, he forced it back and said, "Erik Lehnsherr, the one who lives at 513 Alpha Street."
"Oh, it's that Jewish guy..."
The Red Hair girl sighed, looked at the other person with the kind of look one might give a gay person, and said in a resentful tone, "How could that kind of withdrawn guy possibly go?"
Charles smiled knowingly, "No, he will definitely go."