The CIA's secret base is obviously no longer usable.
But soon, the young mutants realized what Charles' true abilities were.
Compared with the all-pervasive telepathy, it is obvious that the ability to make money is more sought after by everyone, especially for this group of homeless children. Nothing can attract their attention more than a luxurious manor.
However, there was also a small episode during this period.
That was when everyone was about to leave the secret base, a bunch of agents from the CIA suddenly came and wanted to take away the two prisoners of the Hellfire Club by force.
Of course, the reason is very good. After all, the impact caused by this group of people is too bad. The Red Devils killed countless agents last night alone. Moreover, the leader of the Hellfire Club is obviously planning something. They, the CIA, have to do it anyway.
Do you have a right to know?
Then it seems normal to capture these two prisoners and interrogate them.
However, just when Charles was about to hand over the prisoners, Fang Mo suddenly spoke, saying that your words are very good, but I refuse.
Fang Mo didn't care much about the Red Devil's life or death. In his eyes, the other party was just a source of fun at best.
But Emma is different. This guy's psychic ability is quite useful. Fang Mo had a rare dream about his childhood last night. Now that the CIA people want to take her away, Fang Mo can only agree.
Weird.
"I'll give you two choices."
Looking at the CIA agent in front of him, Fang Mo smiled and said: "The first choice is to learn to accept it when it's good and take the Red Devil back to do business."
"The second is to take them both back by force, and then in the next day I will randomly select a hundred lucky cities and grant them equal destruction, just like what you once did to the Indians
Same thing; of course you can also think I'm lying, it doesn't matter, just be brave and bet on me the fate of the United States for the next five hundred years, just bet that I don't have the strength."
Facts have proved that even the lighthouse of the world sometimes gives in.
There was nothing they could do about it, after all, they were facing no one else but Fang Mo.
This is a humanoid monster that can teleport freely and can indiscriminately cover thousands of meters in radius with flames of over 1,800 degrees Celsius at any time.
What's more, Professor Charles also said that Fang Mo's mental condition may indeed be a little unstable, so the CIA's senior officials will have to think carefully about it. After all, no one wants to go home and find that Fang Mo suddenly teleported not far away.
place, and then when you open your mouth, a giant fire blows over you, right?
Then this is really a neat family that will never be separated.
At least as far as the current situation is concerned, the official does not want to make the relationship between the two parties so tense.
Of course, there must be many radicals behind the scenes, such as General Stryker who will appear in the plot later, and Bolivar, the founder of the Sentinel Project, but is Fang Mo afraid of them?
Even if they really poison the mutants and create sentinel robots, what does that have to do with Fang Mo?
If it doesn't work, just hurt each other. Then fly to the moon and use the gravitational field to push this thing toward the earth bit by bit. Let's see who gives up first.
In short, in the next period of time, the plot was unexpectedly calm.
Charles finally discovered another hobby of his, which was teaching mutant students.
With his help, these young mutants have grown significantly, and their relationship with each other has become much more harmonious.
This includes not only Darwin, who was supposed to die in the original work, but also Salvador, who defected. Even Magneto King Eric, with the help of Charles, mastered the secret of activating his own abilities, and the strength of his abilities has been improved.
Almost a qualitative leap.
To say that the only person who has not changed is probably Fang Mo.
Charles is really afraid of his little stick, so he has found some good way to enlighten him, so currently this job is usually given to Emma, Raven, and Logan.
It's a pity that Fang Mo doesn't want to tell his secret at all.
Telepathy cannot peer into his heart, and Fang Mo is not interested in the women here. Even if Logan wants to get him drunk, he is no match for this damn square man.
So even if everyone worked hard for a long time, they would only achieve little results in the end.
However, their efforts were not in vain. After all, Fang Mo was not a fool. Of course, he also noticed the actions of this group of people.
So Fang Mo directly found Logan who was smoking a cigar.
"Why didn't you drink today?"
Fang Mo was holding a bag in his hand. When he saw Logan, he also said hello with a smile: "Isn't it the International Smoking Abuse Day? I didn't see you quit smoking on the International Smoking Smoking Day before? Oh, by the way, there are also
An international ringmaster..."
"Sorry, there are no festivals like the ones you mentioned in my world."
Luo Gen glanced at Fang Mo and said.
"That's a coincidence, it doesn't exist in my world either." Fang Mo smiled, then handed the bag over directly: "Here, take it and smoke it."
Logan took the bag suspiciously, opened it, and found a strange-shaped cigar inside.
"Um?"
Seeing this scene, Logan was honestly stunned for a moment.
But then he picked up the cigar and looked at it curiously. He found that not only was the thing heavy, but it also had a layer of purple-gold light lingering on it.
After thinking about it, Logan lit the cigar directly and then tried to take a sip.
The first feeling when you inhale the smoke is that it is rich and smooth.
Then a complex aroma spread, like tobacco, coffee, cocoa, nuts, and fruits mixed together. The mellow and bitter taste was mixed with a subtle sweetness.
Logan's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but take a few more puffs.
After taking a few puffs, he glanced at the cigar reluctantly, as if he wanted to put it out and save it for later tasting.
However, at this moment, he suddenly discovered something strange.
Although this cigar is always lit, its length does not seem to change at all.
"This is……"
Logan was also stunned when he saw this.
"Infinite cigars." Fang Mo smiled slightly: "The world's top Cuban cigars, coupled with the double feast of the enchanted altar and the forging table, do you like the infinite and indestructible cigars?"
"Can't you finish this thing?"
Logan looked at the cigar in his hand and said in surprise.
"yes."
Fang Mo smiled and nodded: "I originally wanted to give you a bottle of unlimited whiskey, but I don't know why I can't make it."
Logan threw his cheap cigar directly to the ground, then took a puff of the unlimited cigar given by Fang Mo, and exhaled a mouthful of fine white smoke: "Thank you."
"It's just a cigar, where is this?"
Fang Mo smiled nonchalantly, and then threw a golden object directly over: "Smoking all day long, like an old smoker, after a while I remember to eat it to moisten my lungs."
"What is this?" Logan raised his hand to pick it up and found that it seemed to be a heavy apple.
"Tony's Happy Fruit."
Fang Mo shrugged and said.
"Eat?" Logan sniffed the golden apple in his hand, but the surface of the thing seemed to be coated with gold and there was no smell at all.
"Take a bite and try it." Fang Mo smiled: "I heard that the power of mutants comes from genetic mutation. This thing seems to also act on human genes. Ordinary people can break human limits after eating it, so I guess
This thing should also enhance the power of mutant genes."
"Is this thing expensive?"
Logan did not eat, but weighed the golden apple in his hand twice.
"It's less than twenty tons of gold."
Fang Mo shrugged: "Anyway, you should try one first. After all, your strength as a complainer is still too weak. I was afraid that I would kill you if I wanted to use more powerful moves, which caused my strength to plummet...
…”
"I have a question for you."
Logan looked at the golden apple in his hand, then suddenly looked up at Fang Mo: "Can you tell me the truth?"
"Oh, you asked."
Fang Mo nodded.
"You..." Logan hesitated: "Are you really a mutant?"
"no."
Fang Mo replied: "I am from my ancestors."
"I'm serious." Logan raised his forehead and said, "Don't talk nonsense at this time, okay?"
"I'm not talking nonsense. Look, I admit that I'm not a mutant." Fang Mo directly spread his hands.
"Then what kind of ghost are the ancestors?"
Logan asked.
"It means literally." Fang Mo shrugged: "If you insist on understanding it, it means that I can be anyone's ancestor."
Luo Gen stared at Fang Mo for a long time, and then suddenly said: "Actually, I can understand the feeling, the lack of direction and loneliness. You can be more honest..."
"Hey, why do you suddenly start saying this? I'm really not that fragile, okay?"
When Fang Mo heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Now all I can think about is how to touch a hydrogen bomb, and how to find a tattoo artist to tattoo my portrait on the red devil. I deserve to live."
Very fulfilling, right?”
"But that's not what you really want."
Suddenly a voice came, and Fang Mo turned his head and found Ruiwen walking over from not far away: "You should try to pursue the things you really want, instead of using other things as substitutes."
"Like you use Hank as Charles' replacement?"
Fang Mo asked with a smile: "Have you finally realized that raising a licking dog is wrong?"
"you!"
Hearing this, Rui Wen suddenly became a little angry: "I am helping you! How can you say this to me?"
"So you suggest that I pursue what I really want?" However, before Ruiwen could finish her words, Fang Mo suddenly asked: "Then are you willing to help me?"
"……Why?"
Ruiwen was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said: "Yes, yes, but how can I help you?"