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On a lawn somewhere far away from downtown Washington, DC. The X-plane slowly descended.
“Professor, I’m so glad to see you’re okay!”
When the professor stepped out of the plane, he saw a bulky man with blue hair, glasses, and a suit striding towards him and happily hugging the man in the wheelchair.
Professor X smiled and replied:
“I have to thank the new student, Little Hawking, for otherwise, I might be in S.H.I.E.L.D. prison now.
“Oh, and he just happened to wish to ask you for a small favor.”
With that, he introduced Hawking to Beast.
Hawking also greeted him politely:
“Hello, Professor Hank.”
“Hello, little Hawking. What can I do for you?”
Hank turned his head and looked at Hawking, his eyes full of gratitude.
During yesterday’s phone call, Charles briefly mentioned Hawking’s contribution to the rescue operation.
“Professor Hank, when I activate my abilities, a weapon with special skills will materialize, and this weapon can help me better exert my abilities.
So I wanted to see if we could examine this weapon, extract its properties, and attach them to other existing weapons….”
Hawking explained the wand’s capabilities and general requirements in detail, using as many ordinary words as possible.
Beast nodded after listening:
“This kind of thing is not that difficult, but the details would have to wait until I return to the school in a few days and use proper instruments to test the characteristics of your weapon.”
“Thank you very much, Professor Hank.”
Hawking’s eyes lit up at the positive possibilities.
Beast smiled and waved his hand:
“These are all small things. Helping students create things that assist them in controlling their abilities is part of my job.”
“Long time no see. You finally stopped using your rubbish serum and returned to what you should be.
At this time, Magneto also said hello.
Beast visibly disliked Magneto. He instinctively opened his mouth and roared at Magneto before forcing himself to calm down and replied:
“Eric, I advise you not to do anything secretly without telling the professor; otherwise, I will be the one to teach you a lesson!”
“Hank, I haven’t seen you for so long. Is this how you treat an old friend?”
Mystique stepped forward and touched Beast’s cheek.
Beast looked at Mystique with a highly complex expression:
“Raven, I … Why. “
From the first time he saw Mystique, he fell in love with her. The feeling remained even though Mystique left their original team with Magneto.
But when 1973 rolled over, Mystique suddenly changed her personality.
Mystique had always hated human beings, but later, Mystique became an anti-human extremist. She would never spare any mercy for innocent people, such as the elderly and children, when it was time to kill them.
“Hank, you haven’t experienced my pain. You don’t understand how cruel humans can be.”
Perhaps sensing the complexity in Hank’s eyes, Mystique withdrew her hand.
Hawking’s heart was touched.
He knew that the pain Mystique was talking about should be referring to Bolivar Trask, who conducted cruel human experiments.
Bolivar Trask, a military scientist, the founder of Trask Industries, and former boss of Colonel Stryker, is nothing compared to Hawking’s old boss.
Trask believed that mutants and humans were not the same race and one would eventually exterminate the others, so he began capturing mutants for experiments and created sentinel robots that could identify and kill mutants.
During the years when Magneto was imprisoned for assassinating the president, and without Professor X’s knowledge, Mystique was captured by Trask and subjected to various inhumane and perverted experiments. Finally, Mystique’s abilities were successfully integrated into the Sentinel robot.
In the future, powerful sentinel robots begin to hunt mutants and all humans with mutant genes. Even after teaming up, Magneto and Professor X were defeated and had to turn back time.
Although it may not necessarily happen in this universe, Hawking must remain vigilant. He should find out where the sentinels’ research facilities were and destroy them.
That should net him a lot of justice points.
“Let’s go. I have prepared the car in advance. It will take some time for you to get there.”
After silence, Beast returned to normal and led the professor’s entourage to the building.
The Triskellion Building, the headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D., was located on the Potomac River between Washington, DC. and Virginia. It would take at least an hour to drive there.
At the same time, in the director’s office.
“Did you find them?”
Nick Fury put his hands behind his back and asked Hill, who was wearing a tight leather S.H.I.E.L.D. uniform in front of him.
Hill fiddled with the laptop in her hand, and a projection immediately appeared on the office’s wall.
“They appeared at the gate of a manor in the suburbs half an hour ago and immediately drove away. They should be heading in our direction. They will appear at the gate of the building in about forty minutes.”
The few images on the projection were the four X-Men that escorted Stryker to the car at the manor’s gate, a picture captured by a satellite.
“Immediately activate the large-scale brainwave interference device, covering the entire headquarters, temporarily evacuating all non-combat units, and alerting all combat agents.
“Monitor them from all directions—no blind spots. I will not let them do anything in my headquarters.
“Especially that Hawking kid. He has some kind of invisibility. Make Barton watch him closely, even to the toilet!”
Nick Fury gave orders one after another with a severe expression.
The previous battle taught him very well the destructive potential of the three mutants—Professor X, Magneto, and Hawking. It was significant enough to command his serious attitude.
“Fury, don’t worry so much. Professor Charles is not a bad person. Besides, you still have me.”
Captain Marvel stepped forward to hold Nick Fury’s hands and comforted him, who was trembling from the formidable enemy.
Hill, who was still single over there, curled his lips, coughed and reminded:
“Director, about what the Minister of Defense said?”
“Tell him not now that I will send William Stryker to him safely and with all limbs attached in two weeks.”
Nick Fury frowned upon hearing this.
Colonel William Stryker was involved in the assassination attempt on the president by the mutants. Nick Fury planned to imprison Stryker after extracting everything he could from him.
However, he expected Trask Industries to refrain from lobbying the Secretary of Defense. It seemed that Trask Industries, with their deep ties with the military, also had deep connections with Colonel Stryker.
Considering that he had only been a director for a few years, he still needed to relent to the other government bodies so SHIELD could continue its existence.
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