Marvel Magic Event Book

"This is it?"

Gronov Lutov made a tactical gesture, asking for confirmation of the target.

Although the real decisive battle has not yet begun, and they know little about the detection technology, capabilities and types of the Inhumans, Gronov Lutov still follows the map drawn by the micro-drone and the spies Based on the information provided, he and his team went deep into the main city of Attilan to carry out more accurate investigations—although he found that these mutants seemed to be gathering in the center of the city, not all mutants could get access to the shelter. qualifications.Under the watchful eyes of these shadows, everything faced by those at the bottom of Attilan was recorded, and they were uploaded as research materials after the investigation mission was over and communication was restored—although it showed that Upper Attilan was an Inhuman race. Equality, and the vast majority of Inhumans do not need to work, they can do what they like and are good at, but what is certain is that there is a certain social division within the Inhumans.

The existence of clans means that this society needs to divide status by ability. The ability is largely due to genetic variation. Even if it is a civilian clan with extremely random genetic variation, the nepotism between the royal family and the genetic research institute still remains. Can create stable classes that divide status by ability.Coupled with the widespread genetic eugenics in Attilan, those Inhumans who cannot mutate, have too weak a mutated ability, or cause some kind of disability due to mutation will undoubtedly become the bottom of social relations, and the "invalid" in the eyes of the Gene Council "gene" can only be combined with another "ineffective gene" to create more "untouchables".

Gronov Lutov's quest comes from the top.

The emperor pulled him from the front line only to allow him and his team to carry out a top-secret mission.This team only knows that they are facing some kind of threatening alien witchcraft. They must obtain information about this alien witchcraft. Videos, pictures or even a voice will do. Gronov Lutov knows At the same time, another guard was also performing the same task, and the man he pointed to, who was huddled in the alley below and looked a little malnourished, seemed to be the clue that the guard had left for this team.

"Yes, that's him." The team adjutant also gestured, pointing to his shoulder.

Without night vision turned on in low light, it's hard to see the freshly branded wound on the man's bony shoulder, and you can only smell the faint smell of flesh and blood, which is very difficult to distinguish in this smelly place .Gronov Lutov couldn't even tell what the man was stuffing into his mouth—Attilan's residential area was stacked with layers of buildings, and the team walking on the steel eaves was almost attacked by kitchen waste. Everything produced in the glamorous upper layer will be called the nourishment of the lowly untouchables, and anything produced from here will pass through the pipes to the lower layers, and become the nourishment of those "alpha primitives" with strong bodies and low minds-if you can Well, Gronov Lutov would rather not spend his life guessing what kind of lunch that man had.

Gronov Lutov deliberately stepped on the shaking steel plate.

The sudden sound made the malnourished creature curl up in an instant, hugging the stinking thing tightly until Gronov Lutov lightly jumped in front of him, the so-called "connector" was still very nervous .Only then did Gronov Lutov take a closer look at this mutant under the cover of his other brothers—this creature had a pale face, which seemed to have the average IQ of an ordinary adult male, but the festering mouth His teeth were a real distraction, and his traumatically blinded eye was a hard, blackened mass of scar tissue from poor care and repeated infections.

He sniffed around again, afraid that the good smell was incense.

"Even if you want to eat a woman's meat this time, you can't do anything else anyway." Nose turned his back to Gronov Lutov with a smile.He really couldn't find Gronov Lutov's position, especially when the latter was silent. Whether it was sound or smell, he could only rely on his feeling.Now it seems that his feelings are not very reliable. "This is my blood brother. Although it doesn't look like much, I assure you that he is the way he is now because he was too big at birth and his brain was suffocated due to lack of oxygen. It is said that he was just born was thrown on the ground, and my poor aunt was bounced on the eaves of old Goethe on the bedspring!"

"Understand, understand!" No nose dragged his broken leg and wandered in the construction waste and kitchen waste for more than ten minutes. During this period, Gronov Lutov's teammates kept a condescending advantage, just like crouching in the trees. The crow on the top of the tree is extremely silent.No Nose tapped a closed pipe according to a certain rhythm, and after about a minute, a huge head and thick neck emerged from the darkness. It seems that this head may be much heavier than No Nose. "Fool, move faster. We've got a deal!"

"My lord?"

Gronov Lutov uttered the signal, and the man instantly relaxed.

"Business. There is something to eat, but no cockroaches."

"Pay half first." He said in a language that the genetically modified fighters could only understand using a translator, "Although the sample that the noble lord gave me is very good, this is not the way to do business. Look over my shoulder , I asked for the full payment yesterday and received this treatment... You ask me how do I know it was yesterday? Of course it’s because I can shit!” Gronov Lutov’s silence made the mutant very disturbed, he Grinning his mouth full of rotten teeth, he sniffed around with his mole-like nose, "You're still here, right? I can lower the price by 5.00%... That batch is really good, look at it It's something from the genetic laboratory, otherwise I wouldn't have given in so much. Hey, I won't ask where that noble lord came from, anyway, there are some things that only us gutter rats can do. You are going there Big face place, isn't it? How about [-]% cheaper? It's not a great place you're going to, I don't even know if you'll ever come back. Only I know how to sneak in that place, but as you can see, I'm handicapped, and paying in advance doesn't seem like an unacceptable condition, does it?"

"Half." Gronov Rutov said in the mechanically synthesized voice of the translator.The mutants didn't mind this at all. There were too many big shots who wanted to remain anonymous. After the evacuation order was issued, it was now the most chaotic moment in the city. It was normal for some big shots to take the opportunity to settle some grievances.However, the mutant nicknamed "No Nose" didn't want to care so much. He grasped the flying biochemical airtight bag with his intuition, and skillfully opened a small slit to sniff it. "This is much better than I imagined, my lord." He spoke to Gronov Lutov excitedly, "I will arrange a guide for you."

"ASAP."

"That's an alpha hominid!" said the team comm. "I'm sure alpha hominids can't reproduce by natural means."

"I assure you, this idiot will take you to your destination. We have done this business many times. After all, those long faces have a lot of weird things, such as aphrodisiacs. Now there must be many people taking the opportunity Run to the houses of those big people. Before I went blind because of protecting the royal family, I saw the Kimilian clan, so I was a little curious how Black Bolt would conquer that horse head on the bed... It’s far away, you just need to be in It's enough to give the rest of the reward to this idiot at the end." Gronov Lutuff looked at the alpha primitive, who didn't care about his power armor and body shape at all, and his mentally retarded eyes were stunned Staring blankly ahead, as if the stain on the giant pipe contained the deepest secret of this universe.

"Deal." Gronov Lutov said in a low voice.He made a gesture and asked the players to follow behind him.At the same time, he also took out a spherical micro drone, intending to map the pipeline. "It's just me, go and come back quickly."

The tip of my finger was pinched, it was swollen and bruised, and it hurt like hell.

I never imagined that typing on a keyboard would be so difficult one day.