"Stop, otherwise don't blame me for calling the police."
Susan took out her cell phone and threatened. Her words angered the tattooed men. They came around aggressively. Susan was startled and couldn't help but retreat. At this time, a tall figure appeared in front of her.
"roll."
Wang Nanxuan shouted. Several tattooed men were suddenly filled with fear and turned around in panic. One of them was so frightened that he fell to the ground with a thud.
Susan blinked. The boss's aura was too strong, right? After all, being with the boss made me feel safe.
Seeing the tattooed man running away, the two homeless men breathed a sigh of relief. They got up and bowed gratefully to Wang Nanxuan and Susan, then ran towards the dark alley next to them.
Susan sighed: "Mutants are pitiful, and mutants who have failed to evolve are even more pitiful."
Wang Nanxuan was surprised: "Mutants who failed to evolve?"
"Yes, not every mutant can successfully awaken. About 20% of mutants will fail to evolve and have major flaws and weak abilities. For example, the two just now, their official scientific name is Ypsilon-level mutants
people."
Susan nodded and said: "In the past few years, the life of mutants has become increasingly difficult. Other mutants are okay and can hide themselves, but these mutants who failed to evolve are in misery. Many of them have been kicked out of their homes and lost their lives.
Work and become a homeless person."
Thinking of something, Susan explained: "I have studied mutant genes, so I know a little more."
"Twenty percent of mutants who failed to evolve?"
Wang Nanxuan's eyes lit up. Whose soul is the best to cheat? Ahem, the best to make a contract are naturally those who have no hope, and those failed mutants all have no hope.
"I remember there is a mutant who can disable the X gene. Oh, by the way, there happens to be a mutant expert in my hell."
Wang Nanxuan secretly thought that those failed mutants would definitely be willing to use their souls after death to return to normal. By then, he might be able to count the souls until his hands cramped.
There are not many mutants in this world.
…
Rebirth in hell.
In just over half a month, the Rebirth Hell has become completely different. Factories have sprung up from the ground. A large number of demons who have been corrupted by the demonic energy are working overtime to build factories under the command of a dwarf.
These factories include robot manufacturing factories, large steel plants that use volcanoes as energy, and various parts factories. It is obvious that Wang Nanxuan wants to make robots.
The biggest credit for the factory being able to rise so quickly is Wang Nanxuan himself. He has control over this hell. Building a factory couldn't be easier. However, he cannot make various precision instruments. He needs to buy them from the earth or bring people with him.
Made by myself.
"There are too few workers and the efficiency is too slow."
Wang Nanxuan (the demon king's body) shook his head. Currently, there are only a few hundred demons in the rebirth hell. He got them from the gambling city, which is far from enough.
"BOSS, are you looking for me?"
The dwarf in the form of a ghost floated in front of Wang Nanxuan and asked respectfully. His name is Bolivar Trask. He is a scientist. He believes that mutants will replace humans in the future, so he develops sentinel robots to exterminate mutants.
In order to succeed in research and development, the dwarf experimented on mutants. When Mystique Raven found out, she shot him dead at the peace conference.
Trask made a deal with Mephisto during his lifetime, so his soul was collected by Mephisto after his death, and now it falls into the hands of Wang Nanxuan.
Wang Nanxuan asked: "I would like to ask, is there any way for you to strip the X gene from mutants?"
"Mutant?"
Trask's eyes lit up. I'm not tired of talking about this anymore. He said: "BOSS, it is difficult to strip off the X gene. It is not a foreign object. The best way is to kill all the mutants and leave no one behind."
Wang Nanxuan was speechless and asked: "Do you hate mutants?"
Trask said righteously: "No, everything I do is to prevent humans from being replaced by mutants."
"That's disgusting."
Wang Nanxuan snorted and said: "There is a mutant named Leech. He can eliminate the abilities of mutants around him, but it is not permanent. He will recover after leaving his side. If I give you his blood, can you research it?"
How to completely eliminate the X gene?"
The leech is the little boy in "X-Men 3". Worthington Industries used his blood to develop an antidote for mutants. However, it was only effective for a short period of time - the United States had not verified the antidote beforehand. Of course, for them,
, this is a normal operation.
At present, Worthington Industries should not have developed an antidote. Of course, even if it does, Wang Nanxuan will not cheat the soul with short-term potions. He is not as bottomless as Mephisto.
"Are there such mutants?"
Trask's eyes lit up. He thought for a while and said: "It is unlikely to be permanently eliminated. However, I can design a restrainer and wear it on my body to suppress the X gene and turn the mutants back into normal humans."
Wang Nanxuan touched his chin and asked: "Restriction device? Do you think those mutants who have failed in evolution and live miserable lives would be willing to exchange their souls after death for such a restraining device?"
Only then did Trask understand what Wang Nanxuan was thinking. He said, "There should be many people who are willing to, uh, exchange high technology for human souls. Why does it feel weird?"
"Because the painting style is biased."
Wang Nanxuan complained, saying: "There are a lot of problems with the prohibition device. More importantly, it may be cracked by others, so it is impossible for us to register a patent."
"You can use a chip to replace the restrainer, but it will take a lot of time."
Trask said: "BOSS, can't your demon power suppress the X gene?"
"I can use a curse to make them lose their mutant abilities, but releasing a permanent curse on a large scale is a bit difficult even for me."
Having said this, Wang Nanxuan suddenly felt something in his heart: "Wait a minute, if there is a special medium, my consumption will be greatly reduced."
Trask asked: "Special medium?"
"Yes, Trask, can you extract the factors in the blood of leeches that disable mutant abilities, and copy them in large quantities? Those factors can be used as my medium."
Wang Nanxuan said excitedly: "Using those factors to activate the curse can easily suppress the mutant's X gene."
"No problem, but it will take some time and the appropriate equipment."
Trask replied confidently that although he was from a bygone era, his wisdom was not outdated.
Decades ago, Trask developed a portable instrument that could identify mutants. After his death, this technology was lost, and those scientists have not been able to replicate it until now.
"Very good. I'll have people get the leech's blood and instruments. You can start researching it as soon as possible and exchange the curse for the soul. The style will suddenly become normal."
Wang Nanxuan smiled and said that the combination of technology and magic seems to be very promising. In fact, Asgard is following this route.
Wang Nanxuan thought secretly: "I have a lot of hell runes in my hands. I need to study them carefully. This can also improve my strength."