After sending Charles and Eric away, Wesley felt a little unhappy. After doing so many things, many of them were useless in the end. Was the human heart so unpredictable? Pouring himself a glass of wine, Wesley stood at the window and looked down at Manhattan.
"Apple, how long do you think it will take us to leave this universe?" Wesley asked.
"I'm not sure. Now we need to connect to solve the coordinate problem of the parallel universe. I recorded all the data of your last transmigration, but we don't know how to locate this. Maybe it will take a few more transmigrations to determine the specific location of the parallel universe, or to determine whether it is close to Marvel Universe according to the characteristics of the parallel universe."
"Are these all guesses?"
"That's right. Now that we don't have the information, it's difficult to analyze."
"That's good. It's better to have an idea than not to have an idea. Let's continue and hope to get out of here as soon as possible. It's a world that I can't understand." Wesley shook his head and said speechlessly.
"You still have a bloodline here. I think you'd better give them a peaceful environment. Otherwise, it will be difficult for you to leave in peace." Apple knew Wesley's subconscious thoughts, so he said it directly.
"That's right, then those who stand in my way will die." Wesley frowned and then announced domineeringly. Although no one heard him, he felt that he had been too gentle in the past.
Not to mention how Wesley had changed his mentality, he was a decisive person in Marvel Universe, but when he came here, he thought he was a passerby, so he had never forced himself to do anything, but only hoped to subtly change some things through his influence. But now it seemed too difficult, so Wesley had to be strong, or even leaving would not be reassuring.
The American fleet began to move toward the Middle East on the grounds of large-scale weapons of mass destruction. Wesley could not complain about this. Although many things had changed, the nature of some things had not changed.
The Middle East countries were very nervous, but they did not back down at all. A war between the two sides was about to break out.
William Stryker was doing his job and gathering a group of Evolvers. He was also ambitious about this. If he couldn't gather good people, couldn't he gather bad people? Especially since there was a group of Evolvers in the army. He could directly recruit them and find a group from the outside. The army had its own intelligence agency and it was relatively easy.
The first person William Stryker approached was Sabertooth. "What do you think of my team calling you in?"
"Stay away from me." The saber-toothed tiger was in an underground boxing ring. He now relies on underground boxing for a living, but today the boss asked him to lose because he has won a lot. The boss wants to play a big game, and he can only lose.
"Oh? It seems that you're not in a good mood. If it were me, I would be the same. After all, this is not a place for evolvers like you, what do you think?" William Stryker said.
The nails of the saber-toothed tiger's hands suddenly extended a little, and then it suddenly attacked and pierced the locker behind William Stryker. "I said, get away."
"Haha, angry? Sure, come to my team. You can vent your anger as much as you want. Your genes contain a lot of violent factors. They need to be released, but you can only stay here and endure it, like a tiger in a circus."
"Are you sure you want me to join?" The saber-toothed tiger stopped roaring and asked with a sneer.
"Of course, this is a military organization, but don't you want to do something before you leave?"
"Okay, I agree." The saber-toothed tiger got up and walked out. He wanted to have one last fight. Not long after, he walked back covered in blood. He tore his opponent apart, but he was followed by his boss.
"You damn guy, I told you, you are going to lose this game. Do you know how much money I bet? One and a half million dollars, you damn, you…" The roaring stopped. His throat was cut and blood began to flow down, and no sound came out of his mouth.
The bodyguards behind the boss wanted to take out their guns, but William Stryker walked over and took out his ID. "Gentlemen, you can leave now. This is the underground boxing arena. I don't think you want the police to get involved, right? Now go and split the rest."
William Stryker was like a demon, pulsing with human greed and desire. When the bodyguards heard this, they thought about it and turned to leave.
"You're a bad person," Piercing Tiger said.
"It takes one to know one. Let's go. Let them deal with it themselves." William Stryker left with Piercing Sword Tiger and went to the military camp. There were already many people here.
Wesley had always been aware of their news, and what bothered him most was the name Wade Wilson. It was Deadpool's name. The guy didn't appear in Marvel, but he was here, existing as an evolver with an X gene.
It was hard for Wesley to judge anything about this guy, and he really didn't know much about Deadpool. "It's all Marvel's fault," Wesley complained, and then he went to a bar where he was meeting someone, Logan.
After Logan entered the X-Men Headquarters, his life began to stabilize. However, he still hasn't gotten married and is living a carefree life.
"You're just Wesley Gibson? It feels weird. The general gave you his name." Logan was still smoking his big cigar.
"Yeah, but you'll get used to it in the future. Tell me about X-Men Headquarters. Charles and Eric came to me, but I found that Eric's mind hasn't changed. It's easy for him to go astray."
"That's true, especially after he came back from your place. He has a very bad temper. Charles talked to him several times, but nothing came of it," Logan said directly.
"It seems that the human heart is the most difficult thing to figure out. Forget it, let's not care about him. You need to keep an eye on those evolvers who really want peace. This may be a test. If Eric finally leaves X-Men headquarters, then I won't hold back."
"You want to destroy them?" Logan asked in surprise.
"That's right. The general gave too many people a chance, but many people don't know how to cherish it. I don't have time to guide them slowly. If they don't know how to repent, then I'll just erase them all." Wesley said it ruthlessly. He really didn't have much time. The comprehensive laboratory needs to be set up as soon as possible. This will consume a lot of Wesley's time. He doesn't have time to care about irrelevant things.