Superman's Journey

Chapter 182 Survival of the Fittest

If possible, Charles didn't want to try to stuff Lincoln, who didn't look like a stable guy, into his team, but he didn't have a choice.

If Lincoln is left alone, once Xiao touches it, it means that they will have an extra powerful opponent on the opposite side. This is the worst situation.

As for handing over Lincoln to the U.S. government, even the police could kill him at the slightest disagreement. This kind of guy said he would stay in prison honestly. Charles said 1 people didn't believe it.

Don't think they didn't run into Shaw's group at that time. It's not fun to have a fight with Lincoln in the United States now.

In this way, trying to temporarily recruit Lincoln into his team is the only reliable solution.

Eric understood what Charles meant, and couldn't help but rolled his eyes, with a helpless tone: "Is there no other way?"

Charles shrugged: "If you have other better ideas, I'd love to hear from you."

"That's enough! I don't fucking care what shit plans you guys have!" Logan's temper was more irritable: "I only have one request, take that guy away, and let him stop drinking in the bar and put it on my account !"

"Aren't you going to join us?"

"Why join you?" Logan frowned: "I don't care if there is a third world war or not, anyway, it has been fought so many times, and this time is not a small one."

Charles, Eric: .
Logan's attitude was already obvious. He would rather go to the battlefield and die a hundred or eighty times than stay with Lincoln any longer.

However, it is very important to absorb Lincoln, so choose one of the classics?

Charles did not continue to persuade, but silently calculated in his heart.

If he failed to persuade Lincoln later, would he be able to abduct Logan away with this as an excuse?Maybe Lincoln will follow along then?
If there is such a good thing, that would be great!

Charles had a good idea of ​​things, but Lincoln's quick promise shattered his imagination of trying to pull Logan into his team.

Logan, the last mutant they found in the United States that met the requirements, when Lincoln agreed to join their team, Charles and the others had no reason to stay here.

In the relief-like expression of Bar Logan, the three left and returned to the special base prepared for them by the CIA.

The comics describing mutants gave a considerable number of people an unreliable perception of mutants. At the same time, Lincoln's killing of two policemen also further reduced their favorability for mutants.

It was said that this base was prepared for these mutants who had just joined the team against Xiao, but in fact it was also responsible for surveillance and detention.

But Lincoln didn't care about it, because this 'cage' was useless in his eyes, and the environment was pretty good.

Outside the room, heavily armed agents were patrolling around the base with guns in their hands, while the novice mutants in the room didn't notice anything unusual, and instead leaned on the sofa and chatted happily.

However, Lincoln did not directly participate in this chat in public, because he was actually more curious about Darwin's abilities than chatting with these people in front of him.

As if nothing had happened, he reached Darwin's side, and then said: "Your ability is the survival of the fittest? Can you change your shape to adapt to the surrounding environment and survive?"

"Uh, that's true." Darwin hesitated for a moment before nodding, "That's why I use Darwin as my code name."

Seeing this, Lincoln was silent for a while, and then spoke again: "So, can you adapt to all the substances in this world?"

His question made Darwin fall into hesitation and hesitation again: "I'm not sure, but if it's just from the earth, it should be possible."

"In that case, do you mind if I give it a try?" Lincoln said as he took out a pistol from his body as if no one else was there: "Would you like to try this? A bullet filled with only a small amount of gunpowder will surely It won't kill anyone, it just hurts a little."

Looking at Lincoln with a pistol in his hand, all the people who were discussing fell silent, and turned their gazes to where the two were: "Hey! What are you doing?"

Seeing those companions in front of him a little nervous, Darwin explained: "Uh, he wants me to help him test my abilities."

His explanation did not make the few people in front of him relax again, but he became even more confused, "What kind of ability do you need to use this gun to test?"

Darwin looked at Lincoln, and could only repeat his ability again, then looked at the pistol in Lincoln's hand and was silent for a while: "I have never tried to do this before, so maybe I need some time."

"Of course." Lincoln chuckled and threw the pistol into Darwin's arms: "You can get acquainted with the feeling of change in advance, maybe it will save you from the pain in the future."

After finishing speaking, Lincoln looked at the rest of the people: "Okay, what were you talking about just now?"

Everyone looked at each other, and then the ravager said, "Ability, we are exchanging our respective abilities. This is Mystique, I am the ravager, and there are sirens and angels. By the way, what about you? Your abilities What is it?"

Listening to the ravager's question, Lincoln stroked his chin with his fingers: "My ability is very simple. When I bask in the sun, I will become stronger."

Crowd: ? ? ?
Such a short description made everyone stunned for a moment, and they were not sure whether Lincoln's description was what they imagined.

The ravager who couldn't hold back was the first to speak: "What does it mean to become stronger? All aspects of you will become stronger, speed? Strength? Wait?"

"Yes." Lincoln nodded with a smile: "Under the sunshine, my abilities in all aspects will become stronger without limit, and as time goes by, the degree of enhancement will become greater and greater."

hiss!
Hearing Lincoln's plain description, everyone couldn't help but gasped.

Basking in the sun can make you stronger in all aspects without dead ends, what kind of fucking ability is this!How can there be such an invincible ability in the world?
Especially after seeing Lincoln's age, it's hard for everyone to imagine how powerful Lincoln, who has been in the sun for 20 years, now has: "Can you block pistol bullets?"

"Pistol?" Facing the cautious question of the people in front of him, Lincoln smiled half-smile: "One week after my ability took effect, conventional human thermal weapons such as pistols and rifles have lost their effect on me."

"After about six months, except for the detonation of a large-yield nuclear bomb, all other attacks can't hurt me, and after a year, there is nothing on this planet that can hurt me."

"You said, can I block a pistol bullet?"

Facing Lincoln's meaningful eyes, the corners of the Ravager's eyes twitched involuntarily.

To be honest, he doesn't believe that anyone can resist nuclear bombs. The power of those things, one bombing Nagasaki and the other flattening Hiroshima, is simply a concrete expression of human imagination.

It is something humans can do if they can withstand a nuclear bomb without getting hurt.

If you have this kind of ability, why do you still want to join Task Force X, just work alone and everything will be resolved soon?
The Devastator and the others had doubts in their hearts, but looking at Lincoln, they didn't ask the questions in their hearts in the end.

The vague power emanating from Lincoln has been affecting them all the time, and they can also feel it at this moment. Even if Lincoln's strength may not be able to resist nuclear bombs, he must be very strong.

Everyone wisely ended their questions on this aspect, and turned to look at Darwin who was holding a pistol in his hand.

Although they didn't speak, the curiosity in their eyes has fully expressed their thoughts.

Being watched by so many people, Darwin felt a little nervous.

He returned the pistol to Lincoln, then got up and stood in front of his huge floor-to-ceiling glass, took a deep breath: "Come on, I'm ready!"

Picking up the pistol and locking the crosshairs on Darwin, Lincoln issued a final warning: "Are you sure?"

"certainly."

boom!
The unprepared gunshots made everyone's bodies tremble involuntarily, and they couldn't help but look at Darwin, and then saw an iron man with silver-white light reflecting from his body appearing in place.

And that bullet, at this moment, had fallen to his feet dryly.

"Ooh!"

Seeing this scene, the Devastator and others couldn't help cheering, but Lincoln looked at Darwin rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

He could clearly see that Darwin had already turned into a man of steel before the bullet hit him, and judging from the structure of the yard, it was the same as the pistol he gave Darwin before.

This is very interesting, and it also makes Lincoln feel that his idea has a lot of possibility to be realized.

Noticing that Lincoln was contemplating, Hank, the beast with the highest IQ among the crowd, came over: "What's the matter? Is there any problem?"

"No, there's no big problem. I'm just wondering if his body can be transformed into other materials with better properties."

Hank looked at Darwin, who was covered in bright silver: "For example."

"Have you ever heard of Zhenjin?"

"Zhenjin?" Hank frowned, and shook his head after thinking for a moment: "I haven't heard of it."

"It is a special meteorite that fell from outer space, and it is the product of mixed smelting with various metals. It can not melt at a high temperature of 20 degrees, can absorb energy and store it in atomic bonds and release it, and is indestructible "

The more Lincoln went on, the weirder Hank's expression became. If it wasn't for being impolite, he would even reach out and try to see if Lincoln had a fever.

Seeing that Lincoln would continue, Hank interrupted solemnly: "As a scientist who is proficient in mechanical materials, I guarantee that the metal you mentioned does not exist in this world!"

"Really." Lincoln shrugged noncommittally, and took out a piece of vibrating gold with his backhand: "Then what kind of metal is this?"

Hank:? ? ?
Seeing the vibranium suddenly appearing from Lincoln's hand, Hank was dumbfounded.

One second he was swearing and smacking his chest to ensure that there is no such thing as vibrating gold in this world, but the next second Lincoln took it out?

and many more!

Hank's heart was collapsing, and he suddenly realized something: "Are you sure the one in your hand is vibrating gold? It's not an alloy smelted from some random metal?"

"It's actually pretty sure."

Lincoln shrugged, threw the vibrating gold in his hand high, swung the baseball he took out from somewhere, and slammed it fiercely on the vibrating gold.

clang!
The melodious chirping echoed in the room, and the vibrating metal full of edges and corners was hit like a baseball and hit the floor-to-ceiling window.

With a buzzing sound, at the moment when everyone was surprised, a wave of golden energy visible to the naked eye was released from the vibrating metal.

The golden ripples spread to the entire floor-to-ceiling windows in an instant, and with a crash, the huge window was shattered into pieces under the bombardment of this energy, and the largest piece was no bigger than the size of a little fingernail.

And the vibration gold that released the energy in it seemed to lose its kinetic energy in an instant, and fell straight to the ground under the action of gravity.

The Ravager and his party looked at Lincoln who picked up the vibranium from the ground in a somewhat bewildered manner. As illiterate, they couldn't understand what Lincoln was doing, but Hank understood.

The melting temperature and indestructibility cannot be seen yet, but the property of releasing energy visible to the naked eye is definitely an ability that no metal in this world has ever possessed.

Hanke now believes that, at least, the property of releasing energy alone is enough to give this ore a brand new name.

He fixed his eyes on the vibrating gold in Lincoln's hand, as if looking at a peerless beauty who had taken off her clothes.

Exchange?Go to his exchange meeting!

If possible, Hank just wants to take this precious Zhenjin back to his laboratory at this time, and spend meaningful nights with it one after another.

But, no!

Throwing and catching Hank's vibrating metal, which Hank regarded as a treasure, Lincoln casually threw it to Darwin who looked dazed: "Come on, I'll give you a new task to get used to this metal."

Seeing that an energy wave could be released in that instant, and the metal shattered by the glass on the front was thrown towards him, Darwin subconsciously raised his hand to block himself.

It wasn't until the vibrating gold rolled harmlessly to the ground after a bang that Darwin picked it up under Hank's longing eyes: "What is this?"

"A very strong metal!" Hank explained before Darwin: "I have a materials laboratory that can help you better understand and adapt to this metal. What do you think?"

Looking at the vibrating gold in his hand, Darwin recalled the scene of the broken glass, and there was a hint of emotion in his eyes, and he looked at Lincoln: "Is it okay?"

"As you like." Lincoln said indifferently: "I just want a result, as long as the things are still there, you can do whatever you like."

(End of this chapter)