As soon as this thought appears, it is as uncontrollable as a wild horse running wild.
He had no ill intentions towards Zhang Ziyu, on the contrary, he was extremely grateful because he also guessed that Lorna's change was most likely related to Zhang Ziyu.
However, as much as he was grateful, he was also curious about how powerful Zhang Ziyu was, who defeated him with a summoned object in an understatement.
Is it as powerful as the legendary fifth-level mutant Phoenix Girl?
After losing the X-Men and the Brotherhood of Mutants, the lack of information among mutants has reached an unimaginable level.
Therefore, with this mentality, John's eyes began to glow slightly with purple light, and he wanted to use his evolved perception ability to sense his power.
Then he saw a light, an almost terrifying light.
A painful scream was released uncontrollably, and John fell to the ground instantly.
"John!"
Sonia immediately supported him, but John had already lost consciousness.
"Lorna, Zhang, what happened to John?!"
"Don't worry, he's fine, he just saw something he shouldn't have seen."
Exploring nature cannot escape Zhang Ziyu's perception, but he is just too lazy to intervene and cover up.
Hearing what Zhang Ziyu said, everyone had different expressions. They didn't know what to say, so they had to take John inside to have a good rest.
John's body was extremely strong, but he didn't fall asleep for long before he recovered.
But the look he secretly looked at Zhang Ziyu became more and more complicated, with awe and fear at the same time.
Before evolution, when he saw Zhang Ziyu, he just felt like a bright light that no one could compare to.
So, this time when he took a peek, he faced a vast and boundless sun.
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John's incident was just a small episode. After seeing the battle between John and the ghost soldiers that day, the mentality of many mutants had quietly changed.
Early the next morning, shortly after Lorna got up, Clarice and several other people found her.
"Something happened?"
"We all want to join the Spirit Snake Team."
Clarisse was not as timid as yesterday, and her eyes were a little more determined.
"Want to become stronger?"
Lorna understood this look. A street kid who had experienced hardship would desperately grab something that could protect him or her, even if it was just an insignificant knife or half a pair of scissors.
Clarice is the child who has experienced hardship, so she also longs for the power to protect herself.
"Yes, my mutant powers that I want to control."
Lorna raised the corner of her mouth, glanced at everyone, and said: "Then all go to train. If the training reaches the standard, I will not be stingy in giving you a reward."
There are quite a few people joining the Spirit Snake Team. In addition to the original Brandi and Mariajo, there are more than twenty new members, all of whom have mutant abilities and certain combat effectiveness.
Lorna will not take part in training them personally. The ghost soldiers will do it entirely for them, allowing them to continuously develop their mutant abilities during the battle.
Mutant ability is not a practice, and it does not need to be gradually accumulated to become stronger in the early stages.
As long as you master your own mutant abilities, you can enhance your combat effectiveness in a short period of time and develop something else in a deeper level.
Under the Ghost Corps, apart from not really killing you, every battle gives people a sense of crisis like a ray of light on their backs. It is not easy to make progress without making progress.
In addition, Sonia, an advanced dreamer, is also assisted in the training, and the training effect will naturally be better.
On the other side, after John woke up, he was also sent out and headed directly to the Mexican border.
Since fighting is inevitable, except for a small group of people and combatants, the rest of the people need to move out faster.
John went there personally to clear up troubles, such as gangsters who charged high smuggling fees, and those who were already ready to defect, and were both snakes and rats.
In the past, there were only a few mutants with strong power, and there was no way to fight.
But now, it's different.
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Prison No. 1, underground laboratory.
"The third batch of drug control, increase the dosage by 50%, begins."
The researchers were constantly operating in front of the computer screen. Not far across from them were several mutants fixed on the test bench.
Their hands and feet were restrained, and there were control rings around their necks that restricted mutant abilities. Their bodies were completely fixed and they were unable to resist.
In fact, even if they wanted to resist, they couldn't.
Looking carefully, their eyes gradually became distracted, their expressions gradually became sluggish, and their mental state was not much better.
As the drug was injected, their eyes gradually focused and their whole bodies began to tremble violently, and the test stand that held them in place made a banging sound.
"ah!"
The roar came from deep in their throats, and there was a refreshing feeling in the pain, and they were completely immersed in it.
This is a psychotropic drug for mutants, which enhances mutants' abilities and at the same time makes them addicted to their instincts, distracted, and their willpower weakens, eventually turning them into obedient dogs.
"In the past five days, the mutant underground organization has triggered more than a dozen riots on the Mexican border. There have been gun battles and gang annexations, and there are countless annexations. There is already chaos over there."
Behind the huge floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor of the laboratory, Dr. Suleas, Turner and Campbell were talking in the office.
The screams downstairs did not move the three of them at all. Perhaps on the first day, Turner felt a little weak.
But when he thought of the scenes where many of the colleagues he worked with day and night had their throats cut in front of them, he took it upon himself to extinguish any softness in his heart.
"Action at the Mexican border? It seems they are trying to smuggle people out. They are clearing obstacles."
Dr. Campbell raised his eyebrows slightly and snorted, his tone a bit contemptuous.
"Any idea who's doing this? Lorna Dane?"
"Lorna Dane is not here, it is Thunderbird John, but there is not much specific information."
Turner looked at Dr. Campbell with a bit of dissatisfaction in his eyes: "Doctor, I want to remind you that if you continue to let things go like this, Polaris Lorna and Shadow Demon may escape to Mexico. At that time, all plans will be ruined, including the current one.
Hounds hunt.”
Seven days have passed since the press conference. During these seven days, Turner and Suleas had almost no rest.
They are all waiting for revenge, but so far they have not seen Shadow Demon and Polaris.
Moreover, they only understood a little bit about the layout of the entire Prison No. 1.
This is completely different from the initial conditions.
Campbell smiled, not caring about Turner's attitude at all: "Do you think I'm using an excuse to trick you, just for an experiment?"
Turner did not back down and said rudely: "I have reason to doubt that, and the hounds you have now are compared to that crazy woman in Polaris, huh!"
A cold snort was enough to illustrate his attitude.
These mutants were not particularly capable in the first place, and even if they were strengthened, according to Turner's opinion, they might not be able to deal with Lorna.
Campbell stood up and went to the glass window, looking down at the experiment below. He said with a proud tone: "Mr. Turner, you have no idea where the Hound Project came from."
"Campbell, I'm not a scientist. Pretending to be mysterious is of no use to me. I just want to know what to do next and whether I can get revenge."
Turner looked at Campbell very coldly, as if he would fall out if he didn't say anything.
Campbell's interest was interrupted, and his expression became a little more indifferent, but he still nodded: "Okay, then I'll let you see the other arrangements."