“Namor?”
When she heard Lingdie say this name, a memory quickly emerged in Meilin's mind.
This is not the first time he heard this name. When the first messenger of the Inhuman race, Cui Tan, who could control water, left the earth, he said that he had made a friend on the earth. He said that the guy was named Namo and claimed to be the King of the Seven Seas.
Merlin remembers this deeply because Namo sent his pet, a pure white shark, to send Choi Tan back to the coast.
At that time, Ineman said that Namo was preparing for a global trip... Well, now it seems that the trip of the King of the Seven Seas may have ended in the Mexican waters.
Of course, when thinking of Namo, Merlin will instinctively remember Arthur, who still lives with his father in Port Tsen, Maine, and Vico, a person underwater in Atlantis, once told Merlin that Arthur may become the King of the Seven Seas in the future.
But Arthur should be just 20 years old this year, and Namo, who has never been concealed with Merlin... he knows how old this guy is.
"From your expression, should you know him?"
Lingbutterfly leaning against the head of the bed looked at Meilin's expression, and she said:
"You can tell me that Namo is not an ordinary person. Did I lose unjustly?"
"I just heard of his name."
Meilin reached out to touch Lingdie's hair, and he said:
"He is an Atlantis native. He was an extraordinary creature when he was born. He should still be a royal family. He has excellent bloodlines and strong strength. It is not unfair to lose. But I think you shouldn't be so embarrassed. Even if you can't beat it, can't you escape?"
"My abilities have been unstable in recent years, genius."
Lingdie rolled her eyes and said to Meilin:
"Don't forget, when I went to Canada to help you, I was also hit by that damn weird energy."
"Okay, okay, it's all my fault."
Meilin comforted Lingdie. He stood up and helped Lingdie to lie on the bed. He said to Lingdie:
"You should rest here obediently. I'll ask the guys who were caught by Clark to see what information they can get from them."
Lingdie nodded, and she grabbed the quilt, like a injured little girl. When Meilin turned around and left, Lingdie suddenly asked:
"Little man..."
"Um?"
Meilin turned her head and looked at her. Lingdie blinked her beautiful eyes, and she asked:
"Are you going to help me breathe?"
"certainly."
Merlin pushed his glasses and said seriously:
"Someone bullies my good friends and seems to be doing some very bad things. I have to teach them a lesson in both public and private."
"Oh, so are we just good friends now?"
Lingdie gently lifted the quilt and deliberately exposed her slender legs. She whispered:
"Don't you want to go further? Look, little man, I'm very weak now. No matter what you want to do, I can't resist..."
"Be good, have a good rest."
Meilin's eyes stayed on Lingdie's perfect leg for a moment. He waved his fingers and closed the lifted quilt again. He said to Lingdie:
"We have passed that stage, and I am now in love and debt..."
"whispering sound"
Lingdie snorted disdainfully, she closed her eyes and waved:
"Go and go, this queen is going to rest."
"So goodbye, your majesty."
Meilin also cooperated very well, bent down to salute in an exaggerated manner, and then quietly exited from the bedroom. The moment the door was closed, Lingdie opened her eyes and looked blankly at the ceiling. She grabbed her hair with some annoyance, and she said:
"Damn... Am I single for too long? Now I can see that guy Merlin is so handsome..."
"Well, illusion, this must be an illusion. It must be because I was too sensitive after being injured. Well, just take a nap."
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"Bang"
Merlin pushed open the bathroom door and looked at the three ladies who were knocked unconscious by Clark in the bathroom and tied up in the bathtub, as well as the men who were thrown aside in a row.
Well, Clark is indeed a gentleman and can't attack women. Compared with the men who were beaten very badly, the three girls were basically not injured.
Alas, women are really born to be treated preferentially.
"Hey, stop pretending to be asleep, wake up!"
Merlin clapped his hands and said to the three strange mutants who had woken up long ago but couldn't break free from the banned demon lock:
"I have something to ask you."
His fingers were moving, like a puppet controlling the thread lift. As the black fog extended to it, the bodies of the three prisoners were taken over. They stood up stiffly and followed Merlin out of the bathroom.
Merlin sat on the sofa in the living room, looking at the three people in front of him.
They were wearing black combat uniforms with the same style, and there was an exaggerated "x" logo on the belt of the combat uniform. It seemed that the mastermind behind these mutants was deliberately imitating the X-Men. These three young girls, even their hairstyles and decorations were imitating the long-standing X-Men.
"Fake Storm Girl, Fake White Queen, and Fake... Well, girl, who are you imitating?"
Merlin looked at the last girl, and he really couldn't recognize which X-Men the short-haired girl was imitating.
After all, there are a lot of X-Men, and not everyone has seen Merlin.
Faced with Merlin's problem, the last girl seemed very embarrassed and whispered:
"Demonic Girl."
"Oh, Riven."
Merlin nodded, playing with a cigarette, he said:
"No wonder you have such a lack of presence, but you obviously have not imitated it properly, or your understanding of your power is too shallow, but this has nothing to do with me. I don't care whether you can fight, and I don't care who you are... I want the secrets in your mind, because you hurt my friends, so I advise you to tell them yourself."
He pushed his glasses, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he said:
"Don't let me do it myself...that hurts."
The three girls look at me, I look at you. They look very young and have insufficient experience in dealing with the scene in front of them. They are also controlled by the black fog and cannot perform any self-protection behavior, which makes them very scared.
Yes, there is uncovered fear in their eyes.
Oh my God, they are still a group of real children, not qualified warriors at all.
"Tell me, who sent you to ambush the spirit butterfly?"
Merlin asked.
The fake storm girl looked at Meilin in fear, and she whispered:
"We received the order, but we didn't know who the order came from. We were just test subjects... In the 'home', test subjects were not qualified to ask more questions."
"Maybe Namo knows."
The fake White Queen standing beside her also spoke:
"He is different from us. He is a real warrior. He is responsible for training us. He leads every test subject."
"Testing Products..."
Merlin savored the word, and after a few seconds he looked up and looked at the three young men in front of him, he said:
"What are your names?"
"My name is...No. 17."
The fake storm girl whispered:
"This is the code name they gave me, my real name...I almost forgot, it should be... Zophie?"
"I'm No. 29."
The fake White Queen said expressionlessly:
"The first 28 White Queen genetic tests failed. I was the only one who succeeded in the mutation, but I don't think it's a blessing."
"I...I'm No. 51."
The fake magic-shaped woman with a low presence looked at Meilin in fear, and she said at a loss:
"I left the lab 5 days ago. This is my first time on a mission. I didn't hurt your friend. I swear, it was all done by Namo. We are just responsible for bringing her back to the 'home'."
"Um."
Merlin nodded. Although these girls only said a few words, he was able to basically outline the prototype of the matter.
This matter is more complicated than he thought. From the numbers of these test subjects, it can be seen that in Mexico, an unknown institution is mass-producing mutant warriors using the gene template of the X-Men.
The good news is that their experiments are not 100% successful, and the bad news is that if the institution has existed for a long time, the number of mutant warriors in their hands should have been quite amazing.
"Ah, it's an illegal private biological experiment, and another group of hidden ambitions."
Merlin rubbed his forehead. In recent years, he had a headache for these endless crises. Perhaps the keen sensory mice predicted in advance that chaos was coming and they had already begun to move in the dark.
The scale of those activities and the depth of hiddenness made professional "rat-catching people" like Meilin feel difficult.
"Where is your 'home'?"
Merlin asked again.
This time, the three girls who were asked were asked shook their heads in unison, and the most mature fake White Queen said to Meilin:
"We don't know that every mission is sent directly by the aircraft. We only know that it is a large laboratory with a lot of test materials and test materials. It has a tight defense and is a real militarized organization."
"But, it should be in some swamp."
The cowardly fake magic girl whispered:
"When I was sent out this time, I smelled the swamp... I knew that smell very well. I grew up in a small town next to the swamp when I was a child."
"Well, you guys cooperate very well, I like this attitude."
Meilin stood up and walked to the fake White Queen. He looked at this girl with a very similar temperament to the real White Queen. They all belonged to the type of iceberg beauty.
He looked into her eyes and he said:
"But I still need to confirm... Don't resist, if you don't resist, it won't hurt..."
Saying bad words, Merlin reached out to take off Icarus. As the soul-catching curse was activated, his spirit invaded the consciousness of the fake White Queen. As a new mutant cultivated with the gene fragments of the White Queen, the girl also inherited the White Queen's super strong spiritual power, but under Merlin's warning, she did not resist this search of memory.
She is the most mature of these new mutants. She knew very well that neither the man who defeated them in the past nor the man with gloomy eyes could resist these testimonials with poor combat experience.
Resistance can only be self-destruction, not to mention that the bastards who treat them as test subjects are not good to them...
For the sake of the explosion collar, why do you still help those villains who take human life to work hard?
Meilin quickly browsed the memory of the girl in front of him. He saw the situation in that "home", like a super-large hospital, with many laboratories, and dormitory areas.
Among the experimental materials, there are adults like these young people, but more of them are children.
Children from all kinds of skin colors, from various countries, were collected into that "home". Within a few days, some children would be taken away and were vaccinated with x-gene fragments. Then, just like Ajax treated Wade, those bastards abused these children in various ways, allowing them to activate the mutant's ability.
Merlin certainly knows why these assholes who should go to hell have to experiment with their kids.
He once talked to Professor Charles that children who have not grown up have greater potential, and most mutants also have the ability to awaken in childhood, so compared to adults, children are more suitable for mutant catalytic experiments.
Merlin looked like a bystander, looking at the memories in the girl's mind, those desperate corridors, those desperate calls for help, and the suppressed cry, just like a hell full of malicious intentions.
The last scene of the fake White Queen's memory is the small bodies covered with white cloth and pushed into the lower floor of the building...
That's a failure in the experiment...
Merlin quits memory, he no longer needs to read more.
The White Queen, who was searched for her memory, looked pale, her body was shaking, and Merlin's consciousness brought terrifying pressure to her. If it weren't for the fucking technique that controlled her body, she would probably have fallen.
Merlin removed the trick of playing puppets, and he said to the fake storm girl and fake shaman beside him in a gentle tone:
"Take care for your friends and wait here."
He ordered that in Icarus' lens, the communication to Colson had also been connected, and Merlin said to Colson:
"Call the s.d.o.l.d. action team, I also need at least 50 ASCHEVs, as well as the 'Watch' team at the Ghost Base to assemble the Thunder Special Attack Team."
"I will send you the assembly site later...it will be an annihilation operation."
"Okay, Director."
Colson responded with a straightforward response. Merlin hung up the communication. He looked back at the three girls sitting on the sofa, trembling. He pushed his glasses and said softly:
"Ah, this is no longer a personal grudge."
"There are always some cancers in this world... that must be eradicated for those souls who deserve to live in peace..."
Chapter completed!