"The Department of Defense currently has no background information on this organization, but has identified more than twenty individuals with similar abilities worldwide, including several Mutants."
"A Mutants codenamed ' Yidileisi ' is the prime suspect. His fighting style and silver armor characteristics closely match those of the silver-armored man in the video, except that he uses a long sword."
"This person currently resides in Pochute, Mexico, and is affiliated with Vitas, an X-Men member. A few days ago, he single-handedly wiped out hundreds of gang members."
"The bodies that died under his blade were all shattered into more than a dozen pieces; his methods were ruthless and extremely bloody."
" X-Men leader Vitas, codenamed ' Superman,' possesses incredible strength, extraordinary speed, and the ability to fly freely. Neither light nor heavy weapons can effectively harm him, and he can also project high-temperature Heat Vision."
"Furthermore, the Nightcrawler under Erik's command also exhibits abilities very similar to the Silver-Armored Man, except that she is accustomed to using a short dagger."
At this moment, Beast Hank raised his hand to interrupt, "Mr. Callas, in that video just now, the man in black armor was clearly unaffected by the ' Killer ' ability, and you also confirmed that he is not Mutants."
"Furthermore, although Vitas is strong, he has never displayed a golden energy attack."
Callas said calmly, "Currently, the only evidence that the person in black armor is not Mutants is that the ' Killer ' ability is ineffective against them."
"But we can't determine whether he was born immune, or whether the ' Killer's' abilities were simply insufficient to defeat him?"
"They are indeed highly suspicious, but the Department of Defense has yet to provide conclusive evidence linking the incident to them. Therefore, Mr. Hank, there is no need to rush to clarify."
After these words, the conference room fell into a brief silence.
The president's mind flashed through Vitas's file: Danger level S, no known weaknesses, threat level close to a humanoid nuclear bomb.
Often, what both parties really need is simply a way out that they can both accept.
So Chen Xiao donned his armor; and at that moment, the America president chose to remain silent.
The next morning, we saw each other off at the airport.
Chen Xiao stood at the edge of the tarmac, watching Jacked and his entourage board the plane.
"Professor Jacked, everyone, thank you for your hard work. We've prepared some local specialties on the plane; we hope you'll enjoy them during your journey."
" Vitas, you're so thoughtful!" Jacked and the others smiled broadly, because that "specialty" was quite substantial.
Chen Xiao took the small leather suitcase from the bodyguard and handed it over, saying, "By the way, teacher, please give this to Clarice on the way back."
"No problem."
After a few pleasantries, everyone boarded the chartered plane.
Chen Xiao stood still, a warm smile on his face, looking up as the silver eagle slowly took off.
No one could have imagined that just last night, behind that bright and sunny face lay a devastating destruction, a top-secret U. S. military base was reduced to ashes, and more than 4,000 people lost their lives on the spot.
After seeing Jacked and the others off, Chen Xiao returned to the manor, gave a few brief instructions to Yidileisi and the others, and then soared into the sky, reaching the top of the sea of clouds ten thousand meters above.
The sky over Pochut City is overcast today, with low-hanging clouds.
But for Chen Xiao, who had already mastered the power of flight, this bit of gloom couldn't stop him from basking in the sun.
At an altitude of 10,000 meters, the sun blazes blindingly, and the sky is crystal clear for miles around; while below, the clouds surge and churn, dark and oppressive as if the end of the world has arrived.
The air here is thin, the air pressure increases sharply, and the temperature plummets to tens of degrees below zero. Without protection, an ordinary person would freeze to death within minutes.
Chen Xiao, however, floated leisurely in the void, stretching lazily and basking in the blazing sunlight.
Bathed in light, the Krypton cells within his body continued to divide, compress, and leap, relentlessly strengthening and evolving.
At this moment, Chen Xiao's single-handed grip strength had exceeded 10,000 tons, and when he threw a heavy punch, the explosive force was close to that of 100,000 tons.
His body density was astonishing, at least 200,000 times that of an average person—yes, 200,000 times.
An average person with a grip strength of 50 kilograms is considered physically strong; Chen Xiao's grip strength, however, is 10,000 tons, or 10 million kilograms.
Of course, strength cannot be simply converted, but this number is enough to show that his physical strength far Superman understanding.
If it weren't for the Bio-Force Field continuously suppressing its own gravitational field, the slight spatiotemporal disturbances naturally emitted by the body would be enough to distort the surrounding air, deflect light, and cause metal to resonate and vibrate.
Inside the Storage Space, the Sentry's core motherboard had been embedded, and the large main control unit moved from the research institute was running at high speed, analyzing massive amounts of data in real time.
Under Chen Xiao's precise mental control, tens of thousands of Mutants gene maps flashed Speed through his field of vision like a torrent.
Over the decades, Sentry Laboratory has collected more than 100,000 Mutants gene samples, most of which are first- or second-level conventional mutants.
But it was precisely this seemingly ordinary data that instantly ignited Chen Xiao's focus. What he lacked was exactly these authentic, complete, and phenotypic original genetic maps.
Humans vary greatly, but the basic structure of all cells is highly consistent. By comparing the different sites one by one, we can reverse-engineer the key functional segments on the X chromosome: which segment determines fire control, which segment affects speed, which segment is related to mental strength, and even which segment determines the level of ability threshold.
As data flooded in, Chen Xiao's brain rapidly deduced the data with efficiency far exceeding that of a supercomputer, simultaneously retrieving previously studied molecular biology literature, epigenetic models, and mutation phylogenetic maps, and repeatedly cross-validating them.
At the same time, he separated a wisp of consciousness and thawed dozens of X-Gene live specimens sealed in the Storage Space one by one. These were active cell tissues extracted from different Mutants and preserved at low temperatures.
After his consciousness penetrated to the extreme microscopic level, the cell nucleus, chromosome arrangement, DNA double helix structure, and even the base pair sequence of each specimen appeared in his mind with exquisite detail.
Tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of samples are compared frame by frame; dynamic observations at atomic resolution are superimposed, and the genetic logic behind Mutants abilities is gradually being revealed, peeling away the layers of mystery.
As dusk fell and the sun sank into the sea of clouds, Chen Xiao slowly opened his eyes.
Deep within the pupils, countless spiral-shaped gene chains seemed to rotate silently, gleaming with a deep and serene light.
"I see... The so-called ' X-Gene ' is simply a misleading name."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly swooped down from the sky. Before the sound of him tearing through the air could even be heard, a straight gap a hundred meters wide had been torn open in the churning dark clouds below, as if the sky had been suddenly cleaved open by the finger of a god.
Upon returning to the manor, he handed the butler a materials list and then plunged into the underground research institute, never to be seen again.
In the days that followed, he spent his days atop the sea of clouds absorbing high-energy radiation, and his nights buried in the laboratory, entering a state of deep study, with a tight yet steady pace.
Gang affairs were entirely managed by Yidileisi.
Three days later, in the capital of the Federal Republic of Mutants in Africa.
On this day, the world's attention is focused on this land, which was once considered barren, as it is now experiencing a historic upheaval.
On every street corner, Mutants of various forms can be seen: those covered in scales walk slowly, those that hover in mid-air glide by lightly, and those with metallic skin rest against walls...
The capital's central square was packed with people, Mutants from all over the world gathered there, looking up at the high platform in front of them, their excited shouts rising and falling.
On the high platform, Magneto removed his helmet, revealing a resolute face; Jean Grey, Quicksilver, Pyro, Nightcrawler, and other core members of the Brotherhood stood on either side; several dignitaries from various countries were also seated among them.
On the left side of the stage were special envoys from various countries, while on the right side were Professor X leading the X-Men: Cyclops, Storm, Colossus, Iceman, Wolverine, all of whom were present.
In an even more secluded spot sat representatives of the Hellfire Club, the White Queen Frost, and the Scarlet Witch Wanda, who rarely appears in public.
Although Wanda and Quicksilver are both Magneto's daughters, and Brotherhood in her early years before joining the X-Men, but eventually quietly left due to ideological differences, she still attends this founding ceremony today as a top Mutants.
It's no exaggeration to say that if a country were to launch a nuclear strike right now... sorry, even the Negasonic Teenage Warhead might not be able to land.
Magneto's presence was enough to cause any aircraft containing metal parts to malfunction and crash; and beneath the plaza, Jean's psychic field enveloped the entire area like an invisible dome, while Wanda's Chaos Magic fluctuations also subtly permeated the air. Both of them had previously demonstrated combat performance far exceeding that of Alpha-level.
In the absence of absolute countermeasures, some countries ultimately abandoned their "decapitation strike plan," which harbored deadly intent.
Amidst this atmosphere of intense public scrutiny, the news of the Sentry Test Base being razed to the ground a few days prior seemed less jarring, at least to some.
At 10:00 AM sharp, Magneto steadily walked onto the stage. Facing the sea of people and the array of reporters with their cameras and microphones, he smiled slightly and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for coming..."
Just as he began his declaration of national founding, Shadowcat in the VIP section looked around and whispered with a hint of regret, " Vitas didn't come."
Professor X didn't turn around, his expression gentle. " Erik mentioned this. He specifically sent someone to invite Vitas the other day."
"However, yesterday, the other party's housekeeper called to say that he was fully immersed in a biology project and simply couldn't spare the time."
Upon hearing this, Iceman, Colossus, and the others were momentarily speechless.
The thought that this hardcore fighter, who could shatter mountains with a wave of his hand and split the earth with a stomp of his foot, actually spends all his time in the lab staring at microscopes and fiddling with gene sequencers is so incongruous that it makes one want to laugh.
At this moment, Scott, who had been staring intently at Jean Grey, hesitated before speaking, "Professor... Jean, she..."
Professor X remained gentle. "Go see her after the conference. Some things are more effective when discussed openly than kept inside. She just hasn't learned to make peace with her inner conflicts yet."
With the formal establishment of the Mutants sovereign state, many previously irreconcilable differences began to loosen and dissolve; former adversaries who once fought each other can now stand side by side in the same square.