The Marvelous Dragon Balls

The next morning, S.H.I.E.L.D. was located in a secret safe house on the outskirts of a state in the United States.

"can?"

Inside the safe room, Lorna Lanschel, with an overjoyed expression, happily shouted to Insant on the phone: "Great!"

"Don't be happy too early."

Just now, Insente, who had not had time to finish speaking, added angrily: "The ugly words are on the front. Before their degree of control over the mutant abilities can satisfy me, not only the rooms in the main building, For their part, they will also be subject to certain restrictions on their daily actions. If they don’t comply, I will drive them out.”

"no problem."

Lorna agreed on her own terms: "They must understand it."

"Okay, let's do this first, I have work to do, I'm hanging up."

Lorna listened to the "beep" sound of the phone being hung up, and unconsciously pursed her mouth. This early morning, because Shengte could have anything to do, she couldn't guess...

Morning exercise...

In fact, even if Lorna's guess is wrong, it is not far away. On the other side of the phone, Colleen Wenzheng used a difficult movement that an acrobat would have to sigh, and the whole person hangs on Insint. After merging the genes of the Nameks, her arms and legs can be used as whips, and the flexibility is amazing. It can be imagined that there is no need for pen and ink.

After a long time, Colleen Wynn, who was out of breath, asked, "We also accept mutants?"

"of course."

Insint, who was not blushing or panting, nodded naturally: "According to my estimation, for a long period of time, there will be no shortage of mutants for our help."

Leaving aside other multiverses, in the current Marvel world, the status of the oppressed group of mutants is simply unshakable. Even if it is due to Sainte, it can only provide them with an existence similar to a refuge. , If you want to change the status quo, it would be impossible if there were no leaders like "Professor X" or "Magnetic King".

Although, as far as qualifications are concerned, no matter from which point of view, Insante is worthy of the word "leader", he is not a mutant and has no position to lead them towards a bright future.

"Will there be a problem?"

Colleen Wynn’s worry is nothing else, but the problem of the mutant’s ability to lose control: “One or two mutants is nothing. If there are more, it will be difficult to arrange, and accidental injuries will inevitably occur.”

"What you worry about will not happen."

Yin Sheng has obviously considered this question a long time ago: "If you are a mutant, you must either accept my seal, or accept my magic seal, or don't expect our acceptance."

Hearing this, Colleen Wen nodded her head clearly, and then raised another trouble: "Have you ever thought that a large number of mutants gathered here might still cause hostility from certain forces. I am afraid that government agencies will also have opinions."

"This is inevitable."

Yin Sheng nodded in approval: "In fact, even if we do not accept mutants, the situation will not be much different. Now that we have decided, we must set up a safe zone in this chaotic world. This in itself is a job that offends people. No matter who is in danger and desperately needs a shelter, there must be enemies."

"..."

Colleen Wynn nodded silently again, then opened the quilt, and at the same time patted the Insant hard: "Get up, it's time to prepare for the interview."

"It's not my business?"

Insint wrapped in a quilt and began to sleep in bed: "You are the CEO. The interview is your job alone. Well, if you want to bring Sif, that's fine, as long as you don't count me."

"Am I the CEO?"

Colleen Wynn stopped putting on clothes on her body, and then she asked, "What about you?"

"I am your security chief,

"..."

"Oh, yes, I'm still chairman."

"...Aren't all our funds provided by Stark Industries? The chairman is actually Stark? You big tail wolf!"

"Didn’t I tell you? Forty-nine percent is from Bulbman, and the remaining 51% is my money in his place. I am two percent more than him. Of course the chairman is Me, which green onion is he?"

"Oh... I remember, Harry Potter wand."

"Harry Potter wand."

"Should you take the money back? You were not able to reveal your identity at the beginning, but now you have no such scruples."

"No."

"why?"

"If you take it back, it's yours. Am I so stupid?"

"...Can you take it!!!"

"take……"

...

At the same time, S.H.I.E.L.D. Trident Building.

"I don't recommend it."

Phil Coleson, who had just rushed back to the headquarters, said to Natasha Romanov, who was only one step ahead of him: "Not to mention the ability of Wanda Maximov, it is not about the spiritual aspect. She didn't have enough control. When in Sokovia, Stark asked Straker a dozen times before she could'see' the answer in Straker's mind."

"Listen to you."

The black widow took a right index finger and placed it on her chin. She gave Coleson a thoughtful look: "Is there a better suggestion?"

"The triplet mutant sisters who look exactly the same."

"Who is that?"

Black Widow’s authority in S.H.I.E.L.D. is the same level ten as Nick Fury. I don’t know the existence of the Cuckoo Sisters. I can only say that she has not done her homework. , There is no one you said in it."

As Coleson was about to answer, the Black Widow suddenly added: "Also, since it's triplets, you shouldn't use the word'that pair'."

"..."

Coleson curled his lips greasyly, and reorganized the disorganized language: "It seems that you haven't read the report on'Angel Fitzel'. When In Sainte gave her the magic seal, it was The three cuckoo sisters came together."

"No impression."

The black widow shook her head nonchalantly, "One of them is a spiritual power?"

"It's all."

Coleson shrugged: "I suspect that they are clones. Not only can they not tell the difference, but they also have exactly the same mutation ability."

The black widow shook her head again without hesitation: "This is impossible. If mature cloning technology appears, how could we not know?"

"When you see them, you won't think so."

Coleson obviously did not have any evidence, but he still insisted on his own ideas, and then he started talking about the business: "In short, if you want to pull out more intelligence from Straker, they should be The person you want."

"It seems you haven't heard of it yet."

The black widow curled her lips: "Strak is dead."

"...How is it possible? Our..."

"I know what you want to say, but no matter how seamless the copper and iron walls are, it will not prevent a'ghost' from infiltrating."

"Ghost? You mean... Dr. Zola?"

"...No, literally, it's just a ghost, invisible, untouchable, unstoppable, unbeatable..."

"This world is really getting stranger..."

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