Chapter 247 Reluctant Reed·Richards
The blowing frost and snow accompanied by strange whining sounds are just like the white salt grains raised high when drying salt in the inland salt fields. They are intertwined into gauze, scattered in the snow field and accumulated a little thicker.
On the desolate and inhabited permafrost plain of Greenland, the Sirius Legion soldiers who had withdrawn from Hell Dimension walked neatly and orderly into the entrance of Wolf Nest Base.
In addition to the black and red blood splattered on everyone's armor and combat uniforms, as well as some wicked souvenirs with a few devil claws or horns, it is hard to imagine that this team has just returned from a victorious battle in the indescribable "hell world".
"Brother, don't be polite, it's all a trivial matter! By the way, if you don't tell Mr. Sorcerer Supreme, if those aliens really come back again, we can also go into battle and help."
James smiled and patted Master Xiao Li on the shoulder. Decades have passed, and the once mage apprentice who was not very talented in magic is now a middle-aged man, and has finally become a mature Mage Kamar-Taj Mystic Arts.
"Hahaha, as mystics, you have your own perseverance. What If...? Foreign enemies are really attacking us. I believe Kamar-Taj will not stand idly by. However, this war does not belong to you."
The two exchanged some more pleasantries, and James watched several mystics pass through the Spark Portal and return to Sanctum Sanctorum in New York. The white-haired wind blowing from the frozen soil field above Wolf Nest also blew away the heat and strong smell of sulfur in Limbo.
"Hurry up and treat the injured soldiers. Through these several dimensional trainings, we have a good idea of the legion's combat capabilities. However, it is impossible to maintain such a low casualty rate in the war that is coming soon. Today is the last large-scale actual combat training, and the subsequent arrangements will focus on repairs and preparations for war."
Erik·Lehnsherr As dad walked and discussed on the ice field, he was extremely satisfied and proud of the legion soldiers he trained early on.
With the help of mystics, Sirius Legion traveled through the space dimension many times, and engaged in real life-and-death battles with monsters, demons, or evil races in foreign worlds.
Whether it is the hundreds of Winter Wolf warrior who have awakened from "Winter of the Wolf" or the young Mutants elites who have just graduated from the academy, they have finally gone through large-scale extraordinary level battles and grown into a powerful legion qualified to roam the stars.
"It's a pity that we don't have real experience in interstellar warfare and space warfare. Although you ordered to collect the best ace pilots from all over the world, and Mutants with suitable abilities were gathered together for selection and training, Steve doesn't understand air combat."
". Those researchers and military staff can only rely on a few Kree's memories of space warfare rules and experiences to simulate and study. Kree Empire's powerful interstellar fleet and technological weapons are the biggest problems we have to face."
Erik held a dark red helmet in one hand, half behind James and said in a deep voice. The perspective of the battle has also increased from the battle between individual extraordinary combat powers to the level of legion war.
"The later this war starts, the better the situation will be for us."
James stopped and stood on a slope in the snowfield, staring at Arctic Ocean in the distance, the look in his eyes becoming sharper.
".Kree's technology absorption and the manufacturing of space battleships and fighter jets both take time. Zola and Hank have worked very hard in the past five years. If it weren't for the Kree Empire's 'Supreme Intelligence' uses a special memory masking ability for every Kree that is connected to it. Charles can get more important information and even find the coordinates of Kree's parent star."
He turned around and patted Erik on the shoulder. James's eyes suddenly relaxed and he finally said softly:
"But this universe ultimately has a more powerful life essence as its 'king'. Although the overall quality of the people of Kree is not bad, the almost blocked path of evolution has always been a shackle for them to become the strongest power."
". More than what we are worried about, Kree Empire has to find a way to close the gap in top combat power. Otherwise, they should have sent a fleet to attack immediately after their failure five years ago. Okay, let's go back to 'Wolf Nest' first. Let's send our children to school together tomorrow."
Ouch, a small bag of ruby-like, clear-colored blood fell on the chest of Remus Peter II.
Little Remus, who was lying in the medical warehouse with his eyes closed and concentrating, had a deep incision made from his abdomen, extending to his side ribs, and the bones were clearly visible. His left arm seemed to have just been reattached, and was still soaked in the light green regeneration fluid that accelerates healing.
"What are you looking at? My young master's vitality and blood are like a flood lately! It's just waste for you to use."
Remus, who still had the messy lion's mane he once had, but was already a young man with a resolute face and a strong body, glanced at his "old enemy" Warren, picked up the small bag of blood, which was only 100cc at most, and said with disdain:
"Hey! Pigeon, take a good look at my physique. How can such a small amount be enough? Here, there is a knife. Put two more pounds on it."
"Archangel" Warren rolled his eyes and ignored Remus. He shook a pair of silver-gray "steel wings" and made a few gestures with his middle fingers before striding out of the base medical area.
Young Master Warren has become accustomed to people who are close to him always speaking venomously. Whether it is Kurt's "Little Hen" or Remus's "Pigeon", in short, no one calls him his nickname seriously.
Shaking the blood bag in his hand, thinking that if he relied on the regeneration fluid, he would have to lie here for at least three days. Little Remus chuckled twice, and his majestic appearance with a wide nose and ringed eyes actually gave off a somewhat gentle meaning.
Putting the blood bag into the injection slot of the medical cabin, Warren's blood was quickly injected into his body along the veins.
A stinging sensation came over me, as if ants were crawling through the cracks in the bones, especially the left arm that was chopped off by a high-level minotaur demon with an axe, and the wounds on the abdomen that were almost completely cut open.
After a few minutes, the numbness and itching that came like a tide gradually subsided. Little Remus jumped up and moved his left arm casually to check the wound. Only a shallow pink line was left, and all the injuries were completely restored!
"Archangel" Warren·Worthington III, Killing Technique broke through to the second level and activated Mutant Gene to awaken for the second time. In addition to achieving self-healing ability second only to the regeneration of severed limbs, his blood also has a strong therapeutic effect.
After being injected into the human body, it can quickly heal various injuries, even most diseases and poisoning conditions.
"There have been so many changes over the years."
"Grandpa!"
Little Remus, who had just recovered, looked up at the door. Grandpa Remus I, who looked about forty years old, smiled and nodded.
As the Wolf Pack alpha wolf from the beginning of this century, the first-generation Winter of the Wolf freezer, the old Remus Pete who followed James·Howlett and stepped on Wakanda only met Remus Pete after he was thawed. He has grown up and has even become Winter Wolf's grandson.
Looking kindly at his grandson, who was half a head taller than him, and at the many legion soldiers still sleeping in the medical cabin around him, they walked out of the treatment room and chatted.
"Is that your little brother just now?"
Little Remus frowned, as if he couldn't tell whether he and Warren were good brothers.
"I don't know, but I fight him the most and the hardest!"
"Hahaha, that's the best brother. What a big change after waking up. Before I joined 'Winter of the Wolf', I was still ranked among the top five in my family. Now, hey, each of these little guys is more aggressive than the last, and they have all kinds of abilities."
As they walked, the two of them slowly talked about the battle at "Limbo" and wandered around Wolf Nest Base, which was already as grand as an underground city.
Passing through the central square of the base leisure area, noisy and lively sounds of rough laughter and teasing could be heard, and from time to time there were several young men fighting with each other. Such an environment and atmosphere was the pure life of the soldiers.
On a row of benches slightly off the square, Qin Grey was wearing casual sportswear, holding a high-level analysis book about Evolution Technique, sitting there staring at the page in a daze, not knowing where his mind wandered.
"Huh? Where are Miss Laura and Miss Sharon?"
Scott ran over excitedly with two cups of the base's unique "Heart Grass Leaf" ice drink, pretending to be strange and asked loudly.
Qin, who came out of her trance, straightened her hair on her temples, sat upright and looked around, feeling a little strange.
"Just now Kurt said that he had something to do with them, and he teleported with them to who knows where. Why haven't they come back yet?"
"Oh! Ahem, don't worry about them. You have to wait in line for a long time to try this. The supply is limited every day."
"Cyclops" responded with a slight exaggeration, and hurriedly handed over the metal cup the size of a coffee cup in his hand. The lavender liquid inside was as bright as ice, and there was a dark green leaf the size of a fingernail floating on it.
"'Heart Grass Leaf', thank you Scott. This is hard to buy. I heard that the demand for Heart-Shaped Herb in the base has been extremely tight recently. Maybe it was made into a medicinal serum in preparation for the war."
Qin took a sip gracefully, and the sweet and mellow fragrance with a tingling sensation spread to the top of her head like an electric shock, and her whole body felt refreshed.
This drink made from the vine leaves of "Heart-Shaped Herb" is in short supply at Wolf Nest Base, and even the number of cups per day is not fixed. In addition to having a very special taste, it also has an obvious refreshing effect.
Over the past few decades, this kind of Heart-Shaped Herb, which was grown by the radiation of the Vibranium Infinity Stone mountain, has been continuously developed by the Howlett Family's scientific team, and has derived serums and medicines that have been changing from generation to generation.
Gradually, this kind of vine grass leaves, which do not have much practical effect and are relatively large in quantity, have been discovered as raw materials for some special drinks.
"Cyclops" smiled with satisfaction, his eyes narrowed under his special red sunglasses, and he took two sips, forgetting to taste the taste carefully, leaving only a mouthful of ice and numbness.
"Well, I have an idea recently! After I follow Mr. Howlett to defeat the Kree aliens and make our world no longer a threat, hey, I should have saved enough Wolf Gold, and then I can buy a spaceship that can perform space jumps, and then truly travel among the stars."
Qin blinked her eyes and looked at Scott·Summers with slightly red cheeks talking about her ideals. She didn't know if she didn't hear the hint of invitation in the boy's words. She quickly lost her mind again, her thoughts drifting far, far away.
New York, Manhattan Fifth Avenue, Empire State Building.
Outside the elevator area on the west side of the building, which is reserved for Howlett Group and corresponding visitors, a tall, lanky man who was probably under thirty years old, but was dressed in a very mature manner, hesitated for a long time, lingering and refusing to go to the elevator.
"Stop dragging your feet! I asked you to find Stark Industries but you refused. The son of old Stark is not your classmate."
Reed·Richards was pushed by a bald man. He coughed slightly and fixed his striped tie, which looked a bit old-fashioned. The suit he wore was wide-waisted and wide-legged, like a style that was popular more than ten years ago.
"Ben, you have to know that Tony is not involved in his company's business, and he was only seventeen years old when he was at MIT. We are quite different in age, so we didn't actually get to play together much."
Reed's best friend Ben Grimm is an outstanding astronaut and has the youngest record of successful NASA assessment.
Although he grew up in the slums of New York, he was hardworking and did not dream about genetic mutations like many of his peers. He entered college with a football scholarship.
But up to this moment, Ben was still regretting that he had quit his decent and stable job, so he rushed here to gamble with Reed like a fever.
"After all, you are a genius who has obtained doctorates from dozens of prestigious universities and multiple fields. No one should be rushing to get you. It would be great if you joined Howlett Group earlier. Now it's time to 'take off your pants', and you have fallen into the habit of chastity again."
Ben's street accent was exactly the same as his rough voice. As he spoke, Reed·Richards picked his nose and blushed, and retorted eagerly:
"As long as you minor in biology, you will know that the national evolution trend and the Mutants era are all lies! But the global biogenetic community either keeps silent, or confuses right and wrong and tells shameless lies."
Seeing his friend getting more and more excited as he talked, Ben touched his bald head twice and couldn't help but roll his eyes.
". Fooling the world, monopolizing resources and technology, and manipulating political power. The name Howlett is the biggest and biggest dictator in this century! If Osborn Group can give me a higher budget, hum! I will definitely not come here!"
Reed held his leather briefcase in frustration and stood in the lobby on the first floor with his mouth slumped, still looking like the angry young man he was in college.
"Okay, Osborne, where is the budget difference? There is no better choice for the configuration and capital investment you want except Howlett Group. What I just said is nothing, why are you looking at me like this!"
Ben glared and continued to lecture like an old father:
"Don't use the so-called pursuit of truth as a pedant in society. The operation and survival of the human world is not a Mathematics formula written in black and white. Howlett Family is quite low-key. There has been a lot of peace and stability in the world over the past few years. Here! Fix your hair and grin a little."
"Don't be reluctant, maybe after hearing about your project, that gentleman can meet you in person!"