Marvel’s Speedsters

After a few days of partying over the weekend, the happy Ross returned to their respective jobs.

Gwen still studies with Dr. Connors, leading a group of researchers to develop her leadership skills, and she dreams of one day having her own research group and becoming a talented female scientist in the world’s attention.

And Mary Jane is more strict with herself, hoping to have a singing voice that is not inferior to the red-haired female artist—- in fact, she once went to look for the woman, but the other party was like a mysterious butterfly, and she never appeared again after a hurried farewell, which made Ross’s girlfriend quite remorseful, feeling that she missed the opportunity to ask her predecessors for experience, but Ross smelled a trace of peers from that woman, and if it was really the person he thought, maybe it wouldn’t be long before she would return to them again.

As for Ross himself, he had a lot to deal with, the first of which was to greet the warriors who had returned triumphantly from distant Central Asia.

This was the first collective action since the establishment of the laboratory, and it used to be usually red tanks or toads doing it, Ross and Connors were watching the record, or simply Ross went into battle on his own, but this time it was different, the laboratory finally saved enough manpower and no longer had to fight alone like before. In addition to the three elders of Red Tank, Toad and Saber-toothed Tiger, there are more than ten people such as Fire John, a new force drawn from the mutant school, and Ivan Vanko, who has formed combat effectiveness with scientific and technological equipment, with such strength, it is naturally not a problem to deal with Obadai’s private army.

Ross had great hopes for this operation, and he wanted to make this form a pattern, reliable mutants plus trustworthy ordinary people, and then unite them one by one under the banner of the laboratory to work for himself.

Compared to this goal, the degree of completion of the task is secondary.

After all, will Obadai be exposed to his true face, and when will Stark’s industrial civil unrest break out… Whether these situations happen or not, it does not matter to Ross, at best, it only affects millions of dollars in stock returns, and he always values the cultivation and construction of his own strength.

No matter how strong the power of the individual is, no organizational power is more stable and deep| and whether an organization is qualified depends on whether its relationship between the top and bottom is normal.

There may be love and hate for no reason in the world, but there is absolutely no loyalty for no reason, and Ross knows very well that he must be able to give benefits to his subordinates, let them know awe, and at the same time show his talents, and give moderate rewards and punishments, which is basically a normal relationship between up and down.

Deviating from these foundations, even if they are as strong as Magneto and Professor X, there will still be people who want to leave them, as evidenced by Burning Man and Toad.

Knowing this, Ross never has unrealistic expectations of himself, and every time he accepts a person, he is always accustomed to analyzing the needs of the other person and then treating them in a targeted manner.

It’s not surprising that everyone has their own ideas, different personalities and different experiences produce different needs.

Even Ross’s titular cousin, Marco, the Red Tank who has followed him the longest, may not have his own thoughts in private. Marco Ken obediently stayed by Ross’s side to listen to him, once or twice may be fine, in the long run it is definitely not what Ross could do with a little kindness to him at the beginning, he was startled by human weapons, and understood that the indestructible red tank also had something difficult to deal with, and needed companions of equal ability to support each other, and stayed for this reason.

As for Toad Todd, what he needs is a sense of security, plenty of room for development, and respect that Magneto has never given.

Burning Man is similar to other mutants, and the newly added Ivan’s mind may be a little more complicated, but it is basically impossible to escape this category.

Perhaps only the saber-toothed tiger Victor is really hardworking and never complains, so although Ross has found a way to treat him, he has never considered returning him to his previous ambitious and ruthless appearance—- Victor does not need brains, and Victor without brains is the best Victor.

Of course, today, it’s another world.

Now that he has far more power than any of his subordinates, he no longer needs to constantly use incentives to boost morale, which will turn his subordinates into mercenaries who are mercenaries, which is not what he intended.

What they need at this stage is honor and a sense of accomplishment. The essence of human beings has social attributes, in the group, unless they feel suppressed, they will naturally produce a sense of belonging, at this time to point them to the direction, let them understand what to do, what to do, and put their vision and energy in the right direction, so as not to produce meaningless consumption.

A trip to Central Asia was the first step, and the distant Old Continent was the best testing ground for the highly regulated modern state, and Ross had to pick out some of the chosen ones, put the rebellious warlords on their heads like war horses, and let them do things according to their own will.

Todd and the others completed the orders of their superiors very well, which made Ross quite happy.

In his office, Todd reports in front of Ross and Connors.

“We followed Obadai’s people to the village occupied by Omar, according to the boss’s plan, we rushed in after Omar suffered a lot, the armor was taken away by the people of Stark Company, and all the private soldiers were eliminated, as for Omar, his people suffered heavy losses, Ivan stayed to control him temporarily, we have used potions on him, and it seems to work very well.”

“Well done, Todd, this operation showed me what you are capable of, especially without problems with Ivan along the way, and I am especially satisfied with this.” Ross sat in his chair and smiled at the head of security who he had pulled up in his hand.

“Thanks, BOSS.” Todd quickly stood up.

“Don’t be inhibited, this is our own home, relax.” Ross pressed lightly with both hands, and the toad involuntarily sat back in the chair with his movements.

After communicating with Connors, Ross turned his head and explained some precautions to Todd, in the future, Omar’s people can converge a little, complete the task within the specified range, and don’t always harass the nearby residents.

This is important to the Doctor, and although Connors has become estranged from ordinary people after becoming Dr. Lizard, the worldly ideas that have been formed for a long time still affect him, and if the actions of the laboratory can have a positive effect on humanity, it is a good reason for the Doctor.

After a few brief conversations, Connors no longer expressed his opinion, he never interfered with Ross’s command, but only offered some advice.

“How are the others doing, are there any things that don’t fit in?” Ross asked.

“It’s basically fine, especially John, although he can’t generate flames himself, but it is very convenient to use the fire control ability through a lighter, and our opponent was defeated by him in time before he could use heavy weapons.”

Ross had nothing to fault with Todd’s report, and although he didn’t like to fight like an animal by instinct, it wasn’t long before the mutants came to him, and it would take him some time to turn these people into a well-trained elite division, so he just nodded and instructed Todd to bring John in.

As soon as the Burning Man entered the door, Ross couldn’t help but cover his forehead.

“Is something wrong, BOSS?” Todd looked back at John and felt nothing wrong.

John looked like he wanted to ask but didn’t dare to ask.

“Nothing… Some are too serious. Ross laughed, and Connors next to him couldn’t help but laugh.

The Burning Man in front of them was dressed in a loose black formal suit, with a meticulous tie, large sunglasses on his face, hair neatly combed behind his head, and oil on it… This dress is simply the appearance of the mafia of the last century, and the vitality of young people is not shown at all, but it makes people laugh.

A toad without aesthetic ability may not be able to see it, but Ross does not want his men to be laughed at by outsiders after they go out.

“Take off your coat and put mine on.” Walked over to help the helpless Burning Man change into formal clothes, and then Ross handed over his clothes, he was taller than John, but his figure was well-proportioned, not far from the thin Burning Man, John changed into Ross’s clothes, and immediately the youthful vitality was revealed.

“It’s like that, it’s too exaggerated just now.”

Ross said, the doctor also nodded repeatedly, times are different, now except for TV shows, even real mafias rarely dress like this, God knows where John was inspired to dress like that.

“Uh, sorry, boss, I thought I had to dress formally…”

John’s face turned red as if a flame had burned his head.

“It’s okay, Brother John. We are our own people, we don’t need to be so nervous. With a few friendly pats on the shoulder, John was a little more natural.

“I’ll have to let MJ and Gwen help them pick out a few clothes in the future, it’s always like that.” Ross turned back to Connors and said that the Doctor knew about the relationship between the three of them and pointed at Ross with a smile.

This vignette relaxes the office atmosphere.

“Todd just reported your performance to me, and the first operation played very well, so we decided to give you the reward you deserve.”

Half sitting on the table, Ross grabbed a lightweight suitcase from behind, handed it to John, and motioned for him to open it himself.

The box was not large, and the Burning Man opened it with anticipation and nervousness, and stacks of green bills appeared in front of him.

That’s $100,000, no more, no less, about twice the annual salary of a special forces member.

“For me?” John swallowed, a little incredulous, he had never touched such a large sum of money in his life.

“Yes, the reward for you, including the last lab to collect cells. Thank you for your efforts, now we are bleeding the same bloodline, and the days ahead are long, and I look forward to your greater role in the future, brother John. ”

Ross smiled and shook |John’s hand, and the Burning Man stood up dizzily like a sleepwalker and took a deep breath.

“Obey, Head!”

It took more than ten seconds before he spat out the sentence.