"With the Tesseract, we won't have to worry about weapons anymore…"
"This will be the cornerstone for us to establish a Mutant dynasty," many Mutants said excitedly.
The next day, Alex, who had rushed back from the Joint Dark Energy Operations Base, spent a night in the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, the Triskelion. He slept very peacefully and comfortably that night. His sudden rage and loss of control triggered a reality fluctuation that completely annihilated General Stryker, his most hated enemy. Although the bait for the trap was a fake double, the real person still couldn't escape the sudden reality fluctuation that swept across the world. General Stryker, who was hiding somewhere, naturally perished.
Of course, this reality fluctuation that swept across the world also left a power vacuum on this land. Under the halo of Alex, the Number One Mutant, more and more Mutants gathered on the East Coast, beginning to occupy all the upper structures there. According to the initial plan, a new force would be established centered on the East Coast cities, from the Capital City—Yorkton City—and begin radiating outwards.
Top combat power, weapon resources, elite backbone—the embryonic form of the force also began to take more concrete shape. At this time, the missing resources were the financial and human networks needed to maintain the existing order. Just this morning, specialized personnel had already gone to contact the largest Mutant force in Manhattan to try and absorb all their resources.
As for these matters, Alex paid no attention at all. After waking up from his spacious bed this morning, he even felt a bit lost. General Stryker, the mastermind who had pushed him to this point, had simply vanished, and after the boundless joy, he fell into a state of emptiness and confusion.
After all, he was no longer the frightened little boy who fled in panic. The enormous disparity in strength had made him realize that General Stryker was already as insignificant as an ant. After stepping on and killing this scurrying ant, he was now filled with a sense of aimlessness.
Having experienced so much joy and sorrow, possessing strength he couldn't have imagined in the past, and looking back, he was only thirteen years old. Going to school? That was impossible. For Alex, whose mental faculties were fully developed, the contents of textbooks were like children's primers. After all, intelligence is also a part of the body, and infinitely evolving Mutant genes can naturally drive the development of the brain.
However, compared to a punch, problems that could often be solved with a single punch simply didn't require much thought.
Phew!
He let out a light sigh. As the drowsiness in his eyes gradually faded, Alex's inner confusion was quickly filled with ambition. This world is so vast. The Nine Realms. Dimensions! Even the vast and boundless universe has countless civilizations. Earth is just a ripple in a boundless ocean.
At this moment, Alex found his future direction. He wanted to build a vast and endless interstellar empire! This wasn't childish babble. Nor was it a childhood dream casually made up. It was like solemnly filling out his college application.
"An interstellar empire!" That would be his future goal. He had promised his mother to live well with his sister, and he had done so. His life shouldn't be only about revenge. He should also have his own goals to strive for, just as his teacher said in class, to realize his life's value.
"It's time to work for my true self!"
Now, having learned about the magnificent cosmic landscape from the minds of the Asgardian Warriors, thirteen-year-old Alex clenched his fists, his vibrant face brimming with confidence. He wanted to live for himself. He wanted to conquer the stars and the sea...
"You're awake."
Hit-Girl, Mindy, was very happy to see Alex.
Huh!!
Her delicate face immediately filled with surprise. "I don't know why, but you seem to have changed."
Mindy's eyes held a smile. He still had that handsome, chiseled face, but for some reason, this morning it radiated a strong sense of confidence, unlike before, when it carried a hint of melancholy. His whole person seemed to have been reborn.
"Really?"
Alex didn't say much. But looking at his only friend, he said solemnly, "Stay."
"Ah…"
Mindy was a little surprised. She pondered for a moment, then said with a wry smile, "But I'm not a Mutant."
"It's enough that you're my friend," Alex said in an undeniable tone.
For some reason, Mindy's mind already pictured him standing high in the sky, arms outstretched, accepting the cheers of a crowd of Mutants. That cold yet arrogant domineering presence was just like him at this moment.
"Alright."
Thinking of this, Mindy's face flushed slightly, and she nodded. Feeling her emotions were off, Mindy wished she could burrow into the ground. After clearing her throat, she directly shifted her attention, saying, "Last night, there were several instances of S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent counterattacks, but they were all suppressed."
Last night, that was naturally what happened after Alex left the Triskelion, but they clearly underestimated the power of the Mutants. Since yesterday, when Alex officially responded to the call of the Mutants, responding to their cheers for the King of Mutants. From yesterday until now, more and more Mutants from all over the world have gathered towards the Capital City.
The current Number One Mutant is a bright and shining banner!!
He is not like the X-Men, acting as superheroes in the human world, constantly saving others, thereby flattering humans. Nor is he like the Brotherhood of Mutants, extreme in their desire for change, yet weak and powerless, incapable of achieving anything.
Professor Charles is dead. Magneto is also getting old. This era belongs to Alex, the Number One Mutant.
Last night, a Mutant force entrenched in Manhattan was completely absorbed, and since then, the preliminary integration of all Mutant forces on the East Coast has been completed.
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