Marvel’s Speedsters

Northeast New York, Westchester County.

In a certain Blade Mansion above the cutting-edge laboratory, hundreds of rescued mutants stood in line in the aerial |flower garden on the ding floor to be examined, while carefully examining the people and environment around them with slightly vigilant eyes.

Different from the pale and oppressive underground prison in the impression, the indoor flower |garden is vast and elegant, with green grass under your feet, exuding a natural atmosphere, and the noon sun shines through the giant glass curtain wall, illuminating the inside warm and bright. When people approach the floor-to-ceiling windows, they can see the forests and squares that have shrunk dozens of times under their feet, and in the distance, the suburbs of the small city, a white ribbon-like road stretches out from the other side behind the horizon, spreading towards the center of the city, turning into complex spider web-like streets and alleys along the way, connecting thousands of large and small buildings in the small city.

Such an environment made many newcomers burst into tears, thinking back to not long ago, they almost thought that they would never see the scenery on the ground again, but they did not expect that there would be a day when they came out alive.

The haggard guests were hosted by a placement team dominated by former Xavier College teachers and students, Jean took more than twenty people to check the newcomers, and the curious Gwen also left the team to assist in the work, they had to develop a recovery plan, and at the same time told the guests various precautions.

After careful care, the mood of the newcomers gradually calmed down.

At this time, it was already four days after Ross and Magneto teamed up to launch an attack on Watsonton Pharmaceutical.

In these days, Watsonton’s crimes against mutant prisoners were completely exposed, illegal detention, vivisection, human cloning… Promoted by well-intentioned people, this kind of behavior was disseminated on the Internet by a large number of videos and written materials, and the blood and evil in it immediately shocked the world, and many people reviewed their previous stereotypes.

So suddenly, the status of both sides of the incident was reversed, the attacker became the one who did the harm, and the news of extreme disadvantage to the company circulated wildly on the Internet, and various media followed up to break the news. Whatever his views on mutants, Watsonton’s actions broke the law, leading many to wonder if the company had something else to hide, and some politicians were pushing in time to win voter support.

Under such circumstances, as the incident of mutants storming Pelican Island continued to ferment, it eventually caused a huge | fishing boat storm, once again dragging the scandal-ridden pharmaceutical giant into a bottomless quagmire.

But unlike last time, no one will | help this time.

Now everyone who is sober knows that Watsons II no longer wants to keep the company named after the family name, and he will pay a |huge price—- fines, compensation, imprisonment, or simply killed by angry enemies.

Once he loses the protection of his property and status, a catastrophe awaits him.

Although this day has not yet arrived, the outside world has reached a consensus. Before Mr. Kenny’s death, the forces who were entitled to sit down and share were eager to divide his legacy, and in their opinion, it was not difficult to find an excuse to kick Watsonton’s mutant son Warren out, but how to reinvent the pharmaceutical giant through a series of business operations.

Ross uncharacteristically did not say anything about the development of the situation.

In the eyes of the outside world, the laboratory was extremely calm throughout the incident, and the only response was to hand over a disgraceful information about a competitor to the police when various news began to spread. It is said that this was quietly sent to the cutting-edge laboratory by unknown people, and the laboratory executives immediately chose the right way to deal with these things, allowing the police to intervene in the incident, and at the same time directly contacted Gwen’s father, New York Police Commissioner George Stacy, through Ross’s private channels.

In the eyes of many, this alone is enough to show that the laboratory was not involved in the incident.

Of course, they didn’t know that Ross had planned the whole thing, that he had sent the boy Jimmy to Watsonton, causing the company to deteriorate with the mutant, and then used Magneto to hit competitors, while pulling the brotherhood in as a shield to attract attention.

It was also he who destroyed another research institute with his speedy avatar, made the secret public, and silently received the important results of the Watsonton underground research institute, which will help his research work go further.

At this time, the biggest beneficiary was standing on the transparent observation deck above the Flower | Garden, looking down at the crowd in the center of the Flower | Garden, and behind him was the decadent Storm Woman Ororo—- who could no longer face her professors and former students since the killing spree in the underground research institute, and had been hiding near Ross these days without daring to see her former partners.

The inspection ended quickly, and after the crowd had dispersed, the stairs clicked a few times, and Gwen came from below.

“They are not doing well, except for physical injuries, they are not emotionally stable, I think they need to rest for at least three months to half a year to recover, and it may take longer to heal the psychological trauma.”

Her eyes were round, and Gwen couldn’t help but feel a little angry, just now she saw with her own eyes that in addition to the surgical suture wounds, there were some marks of whipping and scalding, she could imagine what kind of abuse they had suffered before, although as a member of ordinary people, it was difficult for her to accept that someone would do such a cruel thing.

Momo’s girlfriend’s hair, Ross comforted a few words.

“It’s okay now, when the outside calms down, I will send some people abroad, and someone is willing to help them.”

“Doesn’t the lab have a place for them?”

Gwen was a little puzzled, although she did not deliberately inquire, but she knew that Ross took in many mutants in private, including the so-called Canadian cousins Marco and Victor are not ordinary people, Ross protected them and got a lot of inspiration from them, it can be said that the entire laboratory was established on mutant genes.

“We don’t run an orphanage.” Ross shrugged his shoulders and made a helpless expression. “Originally, I didn’t know there were so many people inside, I just didn’t want to leave them inside to die, so I brought them back to the lab, but it wasn’t safe.”

Gwen was silent, she understood Ross’s concerns, if her father George knew, I am afraid that he would also want to find a breakthrough from these people, but thinking back to the timid eyes of those scarred children, her heart was very unbearable.

“But there are really a lot of orphans out there, they can’t find a suitable family placement, let’s adopt them, okay, I can help take care of them.”

Gwen suggested a little whimsically, and after seeing the poor children, she had always had a somewhat maternal look.

Ross made a gesture of consideration, and after a moment of silence, he quickly retreated under the coquettishness of his girlfriend.

“Okay.” He raised his hand in surrender.

“Listen to you, we adopt these little ones and give them a normal childhood.”

“I knew Ross, you had the best.”

Gwen immediately sent a scent, and in addition to her reserved and intelligent side, she sometimes acted quite lively, of course, only in front of her boyfriend.

“That’s right, I’ve always been a good person.”

Ross said unashamedly, reached out and put his arm around his girlfriend’s slender waist, and was tired with her.

Looking at the two people in front of him coldly, even with the heaviness of Ororo’s heart, he couldn’t help but pout the corners of his mouth.

She was well aware of Ross’s thoughts, and he had always wanted to form a private army, but did not want to overly alarm external forces. Compared with ordinary people who are easy to be bought and prone to various problems, who else has lower requirements and more comfortable use than persecuted mutants?

In the face of such a rare resource, how could Ross easily let it go, especially the mutant child with strong plasticity!

Only a stupid woman who is carried away by love will be confused by him.

Ororo thought indignantly.