Five days later, at the genetic modification research institute in Mexico City.
Sander Rice looked at the young Wolverine X-24 he had replicated using Wolverine's genes, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Finally, I have finally succeeded in my research, a Wolverine who completely obeys my commands. The future World will bow at my feet."
His father, Dale Rice, was one of the scientists who performed the Adamantium implantation surgery on Logan, and he was killed when Logan escaped the laboratory.
From that moment on, he was determined to kill all uncontrolled dangerous Mutants and create Mutant soldiers who would completely obey his commands.
Later, he established Yake Lai, and used the food and beverage companies he controlled to widely distribute the M43 virus they had developed to the public.
This virus would not affect humans, but it would curb the abilities of existing Mutants and also eliminate genetic mutations in human offspring.
After more than twenty years of effort, no new Mutants would be born in this World.
"Donald, since those Experiment 757s are unwilling to obey orders, just get rid of them all."
Turning around, Dr. Rice coldly instructed a man whose right hand was completely replaced by a mechanical arm.
Originally, his plan was to use the Mutant genes collected earlier, through surrogate mothers in Mexico, to breed a batch of new Mutant children and sell them as weapons to other organizations.
However, after this period of experimentation, he found that these children, after growing up, actually developed their own thoughts, could not be completely controlled, and even tried to escape.
So now that he had successfully researched Mutant replicas that were completely under his control, he naturally no longer needed those failures.
Moreover, he felt that perhaps it wasn't just about selling them as weapons; as long as he could stably and mass-produce Mutants who obeyed his commands, then he could completely rule the entire World.
"Should Experiment 757 also be disposed of?"
Donald was not surprised by Dr. Rice's suggestion.
Dr. Rice hesitated for two seconds before nodding.
"Dispose of him. Since the replication technology is mature, in addition to mass replicating Wolverine, perhaps Professor X and Magneto can also be replicated. There's no need to waste resources on inferior Experiment 757s."
"Understood."
Donald drew the pistol from his waist and turned to leave this experimental Base.
On the other side, George, who was practicing gesture casting in his room, looked at the clock on the wall, and his expression gradually became serious.
"No, is it about to begin?"
Normally, at this time, someone should have come to take him for training.
"It seems it has begun."
At this moment, his room door suddenly opened, and two familiar Shadows walked in.
The one leading them was the Captain who had been training him during this time.
"I said this guy was a waste. Training him for so long was a complete waste of my time, and now he still needs to be disposed of."
After the Captain came in, he looked at George with a disgusted gaze, then ordered the subordinate behind him who was holding a submachine gun:
"Deal with it, then throw the body into the laboratory's incinerator. It will be burned along with that batch of little trash later."
"Yes, Captain."
The subordinate raised the submachine gun in his hand, aimed at George, and pulled the bolt.
However, just as he was about to pull the trigger, he heard Experiment 757 suddenly say a strange sentence.
"Alohomora!"
With a "click," the ability inhibitor on Experiment 757's neck actually detached automatically.
Immediately after, he felt a chill on his neck, and his consciousness gradually blurred.
It turned out that as soon as George saw the two appear, he immediately began to cast a spell, but because the casting movements were very small, the two on the opposite side didn't take it seriously.
With the ability inhibitor removed, magnetic control fully erupted, and the dagger he had placed in advance at the door instantly flew up, directly slitting the guard's throat, temporarily resolving the crisis.
"Slash!"
The Captain drew the dagger from his waist and flicked away the dagger that was ambushing him from behind, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
"How could this be?"
If he hadn't reacted in time just now, he would have followed in the footsteps of his subordinate.
The moment he saw Experiment 757's ability inhibitor fall off, he, who had been constantly on the brink of death, immediately became alert and drew the dagger from his waist at the first opportunity.
However, if Experiment 757 had attacked him first, he probably wouldn't have had time to react.
"You've been hiding your abilities and strength?"
In his impression, Experiment 757's speed and strength in controlling the dagger were not strong, and he could easily deflect it in the past.
But just now, although he successfully deflected the dagger, his wrist was faintly aching from the powerful force on the dagger.
"Dead men don't need to know that much."
George controlled the dagger to "swish" and destroy the surveillance in the room, then attacked the Captain, who he could easily defeat in the past, like a furious storm.
He did indeed hide his strength in the past, but he wouldn't be as strong as he was now. The main reason was the unexpected bonus that the shared Wizard Bloodline had on his Mutant abilities.
Because the dagger's speed was too fast, its angles too tricky, and its power quite formidable, after only a few rounds, the Captain was wounded.
He wanted to escape, wanted to get close to George for close combat, but George simply didn't give him any chance, so he could only defend as much as possible, hoping that his companions would discover the anomaly here and come to save him.
However, George knew that escape time was precious, so why would he waste time here?
"Gun!"
He was seen controlling the dagger to attack while beckoning to the dead guard, and the submachine gun in the guard's hand immediately flew into his hand.
"Captain, goodbye!"
Aiming the submachine gun at the Captain, who was still struggling to block the dagger, George pulled the trigger without hesitation.
He wasn't some rigid person who wouldn't use a gun, insisting on using his abilities instead.
"Da da da da da"
"Oh, God..."
The Captain's eyes widened in horror at the sight, and before he could finish his sentence, he was riddled with bullets.
Waving his hand to retrieve his own dagger, and also taking the Captain's dagger, George held the submachine gun and stepped out of the room where he had been imprisoned, stealthily heading towards the outside of the laboratory.
Controlling the dagger to destroy all possible surveillance along the way, as well as any guards he encountered, he soon heard intense gunfire and screams.
Clearly, it wasn't just him who was to be disposed of this time, but all the Mutant children.
Perhaps it was precisely for this reason that when problems arose on his side, no guards arrived in time.
Compared to him, the chaos caused by those Mutant children was greater.
This was also the reason why he had not been in a hurry to escape, but had waited until today to make his move.
If he had escaped alone in this experimental Base full of surveillance, he would probably have been surrounded by a large number of guards after only a few steps.
Facing a large number of firearms surrounding him, he was not Magneto; he simply couldn't block them.
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