Marvel World New Magneto

It was a clear morning, and the sun rose as usual, casting Long Island in its summer glory.

Bronski was wearing an iron-gray sportswear, and ran alone in the sparse forest on the soft grass and slightly damp soil. The hood and shoulders were wet with dew, and lively and cute little squirrels popped up beside him from time to time. Or startle a few wild ducks and geese that are foraging in the grass.

The team's new residence is nearby, and Bronski is very satisfied with the environment here.

Since returning from New Mexico, Eric, who had a great harvest, left S.H.I.E.L.D. and made some private deals with the military. Although he doesn’t know what he paid and how much he earned back, one of the representatives who came to participate in the deal Judging from the smiling old face of General Ross, Bronski's old superior, the other party obviously thinks that he has gained a lot.

What kind of person is Thaddeus Ross? Bronski, who once served under him, knows it all too well. If Your Excellency the General thinks something will help his career, he will try his best to get it at any cost. Especially when some urgently needed resource can be measured and calculated in numbers, the general is the most generous buyer-Ross is not just a person, the faction behind him has enough budget in his hands.

And Eric's character Bronski is no longer unfamiliar after this period of contact. He is sure that the head of the team must have received enough rewards, and God knows whether this transaction will be another part of a new plan. ring.

Relying on this fund, Eric completely ignored the little rental funds allocated by the stingy Fury, and simply moved people away from the densely populated and noisy lower Manhattan, and bought a house on Long Island across the bridge. It has fifty rooms, including a large forest, lawn and tidal flats around it, and a private manor with a small port.

The transportation here is convenient, only more than 50 miles away from Manhattan, and it only takes about one hour and 10 minutes to drive in good road conditions.But they have better options, and having a nice little yacht in port ready to serve its owner is the sweetener to the deal.

If Bronski had seen Xavier College, he would suddenly understand why Eric was interested in this place. There are some similarities between the two, which can make him relive that good time.Although the history of this manor is not as long as the professor's family property.But the location is even better.The surrounding scenery is even more beautiful. The island is full of forests, with abundant rainfall and humid climate. It is especially beautiful in summer. It is especially rare that it is so close to Manhattan, but the land price is quite different.So according to Bronski.The investment is well worth the money.Even the little ones, Fitz and Gemma, were delighted that the similar surroundings reminded them of country life back home in England.

Leaving the depths of the forest, he came to the edge of the manor, where Bronski accidentally met the leader he had just thought of.

"I can't run too fast, or I might turn and tear my clothes. But don't you move your body?" he asked, lifting his hood and looking at Eric's spotless shoes.

"It's been active all the time, every cell is." Eric replied casually, the energy in his body was running slowly.

The place where he stood was a small hill.Looking at the other side of the river from a distance, a property that just changed hands there has also ushered in a new owner.

Bronski stepped aside.Following Eric's line of sight, he immediately understood the identities of these new neighbors.

"They are mutants." Bronski wiped his sweat and said, this news is not secret, it was introduced in the local newspaper recently.

Eric didn't speak, but glanced sideways, and Bronski explained for him.

"It is a person who is born with superpower qualifications through genetic inheritance. I forgot that this name might not be popular in your time. When your old subordinate Magneto had not betrayed, names such as superpowers and new humans He used both, and later he formed his own organization and began to promote the idea of ​​mutation and pride, so he used this name to separate them from ordinary people, as if he disdained to belong to people."

Eric smiled. In fact, he had already heard of these things, but hearing this distorted experience, he always felt like a dream.

"That's funny," he whispered to himself. "Things turned a corner and went back to the way they were, but luckily it's not a repeat, it's just a similarity."

"You care about them?" Bronski saw something.

"They are the future." Eric replied indifferently.

"Maybe." The other party was noncommittal, but just shrugged. "The education I've had over the past few decades is something else."

"Now?" Eric asked with interest.

"I don't know. I'm no longer the same as before. It would be ridiculous to stick to the past." The guy nicknamed Hate answered frankly, and then asked back. "What do you think I am now?"

Before Eric could reply, he continued talking on his own.

"I regard myself as a human being, of course a powerful human being. But those guys in Ross don't see it that way. They taught me a crucial lesson. Only through their eyes can I truly understand my identity. And Those politicians behind S.H.I.E.L.D., don't tell me they value me as a fighting hero so they'll give me a chance to do it again, they appointed me for the same reasons as you, just for checks and balances. I'm a soldier, but I'm not cannon fodder for a fool , I guess they got the wrong idea, you are more difficult to control than the current leader of S.H.I.E.L.D."

Eric smiled and did not answer his subordinates' guesses, but quietly looked at the other side of the river. Many young children were walking in, and there were quite a few familiar faces among the accompanying adults. When the two of them were together, they looked back towards their eyes and politely made a gesture of greeting.

Finally, he is no longer as reckless as before.Seeing the elegant and natural demeanor of the student, Eric was very pleased, and he immediately returned the greeting with a smile.

This is just one of several real estate acquisitions through the Manhattan office in the past year, mostly in less populated areas around New York.On those real estates, closed communities have been established one by one, or schools and other independent institutions. Ordinary family members are not excluded in them, but more people are born with abilities. Unknowingly, they form a community. A micro-society with basically complete functions thrives on the fringes of human beings.

This was the plan Eric made before leaving this era.Although he is gone, the students are still firmly implementing it.

From the point of view of a good soldier, it is not wise for this group of people to live together, and they can easily be caught by a powerful opponent with malicious intentions.

However, Eric pays more attention to another point besides the safety factor, that is, the degree of socialization as an ethnic group.

Why are superpowers such powerful creatures.Often falls unexpectedly when facing weak ordinary people.In addition to factors such as psychological reasons or overall strength asymmetry, another point is that creatures living in social groups have higher intelligence than solitary creatures, so they are also smarter and more comprehensively developed. balanced.The reason is obvious, social animals are more connected to other individuals, so they have more problems to deal with.The pressure to bear is greater.In order to survive better, their adaptability will naturally be developed.

This is another way of evolution different from individual evolution, which can be called group evolution.

This evolution is equally great.

If you ignore this point and want to advance alone with your own strength, you will eventually either evolve into a powerful destructive force like Magneto, or you will be domesticated and subdued by the subtle influence of the group-like the professor.

So Eric chose the route of limited proximity at the top and distance at the bottom from the beginning. If one day this group can produce its own civilization.They have been sublimated on the basis of ordinary society, and then they are truly mature.Only then have the qualifications to become the mainstream of the new world.

Compared with this, safety issues do not need to be particularly concerned at this stage. After all, this is the east coast area with the most harmonious relationship, and the prestige of the students can gradually support their compatriots. Gram did the same for them.

This is the thing Eric is most proud of after he came to this world. What he failed to do in the world of the main gods, he finally did not repeat the same mistakes in this new world. No one of his companions will die casually, and there is no power to cherish him. people easily take their lives.

Seeing his hard work take root, Eric was in a good mood on the way back to the station.

"Emil, how about coming to help me?" While walking, he asked the little soldier next to him.

"Aren't I working for you?" Bronski replied in a muffled voice, as if he didn't understand the meaning hidden in the words.

"You know what I mean, I want you to stand by my side, from now on." Eric patted the other side's shoulder lightly.He didn't push hard, but his attitude was clear, and Bronski knew it would be difficult to avoid it, so they stopped and stood face to face, looking at each other.

"You want to recruit me?" Bronski asked slowly, and as the words came out, his body gradually swelled up, and his face was filled with a golden luster. "Okay, fight me again."

"Aren't you afraid of me this time?" Eric smiled slightly. At this time, Bronski was already as tall as him, so he didn't need to look down.

"I'm afraid, you are my nemesis. But I am the best fighter, and I want to defeat myself." Bronski said, with the sharp corners of his forehead protruding, he turned into hatred again, and roared to the sky.

The huge sound wave crossed the lawn, flew over the heavy forest, and fell into the ears of the group of new neighbors on the other side of the river outside the manor.

"Huh?" A young man in his 20s with a resolute look suddenly turned his head and looked at the place where the voice came from.

"What's the matter, John." A silver-haired man appeared behind him at some point. He was not very old. At first glance, he seemed to have a very cheerful and sunny personality. Guys who need attention.

Hearing his companion's question, John turned around and answered.

"It seems that our neighbors are not simple." He said, and the shadow of one of them flashed in front of his eyes again.

Vaguely, John felt an indescribable familiarity and kindness in that person. (to be continued~^~)