William Stryker was fished out of the sea. This time they came in a military destroyer, but the deportation team didn't know much about their operation. They were just cooperating.
He stayed on the surface of the sea and waited for William Stryker and the others to return. In the end, one came back, and it floated back. "Mr. Colonel, do you need our help?"
William Stryker stood there in a daze, ignoring his wet clothes. He whispered, "That's a monster, that's a monster…"
"There are still people on the surface of the sea…" The soldiers on the observation deck roared loudly. The deck was in a mess, and the sailors hurriedly began to salvage. This time, several people were fished up, some dead and some half-dead.
William Stryker came to his senses at that moment. "Wade, Victor, no. I want to kill that monster. I want to transform you into weapons."
There was no reason for Wesley to let them go. He just didn't want to go into the sea. These guys were insignificant to him and there was no pressure at all. They were just giving X-Men some motivation.
Wesley was now on his way to the Evolutionary School. He needed to see if there were still some Evolvers there that he needed. This was what was most important to Wesley now.
After contacting Charles, Wesley took a helicopter to the school. The school was very quiet and the environment was beautiful.
"Welcome to the Evolved School, Mr. Gibson." Charles greeted Wesley.
"I think I should come and take a look. The environment here is really good. It's suitable for children to go to school. Are there many students in school now?" Wesley asked as he walked.
"There are a lot of students in school now. There are a lot of talented people, but relatively speaking, there are still a lot of people who are unwilling to let their children come here." Charles was a little depressed.
"This is normal. This means that you have done well enough and have been doing a bad job of publicity. This is the problem. You have obviously left a bad impression in the process of law enforcement."
"Yes, we are correcting it."
"Charles, the general chose you to be the director because he thought you could do it. He said what he should and shouldn't have said in the beginning. It's up to you from now on. This kind of thing can't be helped by others. You need to clear your own name."
"Yes, I figured that out."
"That's good. I'm here this time because I need some blood samples. No one will draw a blood sample for students who are involved in spatial and time abilities." Wesley stated his purpose.
"Are you going to…" Charles asked in surprise.
"I set up a comprehensive research institute to study space and time technology. Space technology is still okay, but time technology is a little unknown. Yesterday, the military's 'X-Weapon Project' team attacked my research institute. I caught a guy who could teleport. I had an idea at that time and took a tube of his blood and found that his cells were very interesting and could give our research some inspiration."
"But—" Wesley cut in before Charles could finish.
"You don't have to worry about anything. If I wanted to experiment with evolvers, I wouldn't have waited until today. This is the plan that the general left behind. No one can ruin it, so you don't have to worry."
"That's good. I have their list and abilities here. You can pick them out."
Wesley took the list and looked for it, but there was none. After all, space and time abilities were too heaven-defying. Even among evolvers, there weren't many, but several young X-Men were already here, like Storm. Her silver hair was impressive.
Wesley searched carefully, but there was basically no such person. He could only wait. "It seems that I need to wait a little longer. There are not many such people. Space and time are also rare among evolvers. Help me keep an eye out in the future."
"Sure."
"Do you lack funds?"
"There is no shortage of this now."
"Well, Gibson Group will be responsible for the school's funds in the future. I'll get someone to take care of it later. If there's not enough space here, you can continue to build and expand the area here."
"That's for the best." Charles nodded happily.
Wesley and Charles walked on campus, and then Wesley saw a peculiar girl. He was alone, reading a book, and had no friends around him.
"That's Jean Grey. She's very powerful, but she can't control it at all, so she's been very lonely. Everyone is afraid of her." Charles saw Wesley's gaze and said.
"Oh, is this the girl who can break down all matter? The information is not very detailed."
"Yes, I didn't dare record all her information in case someone wanted to use her. If that's the case, it's too dangerous."
"Well, that's true. She knows how to use mental strength? This is indeed very powerful and needs to be guided more to control herself. It's mainly a matter of confidence."
"Yes, but she belongs to a dual personality. The other personality is too strong, which worries me a lot."
"Oh, it will get better." Wesley could guide her and remove the other personality. After all, there is Apple. But he doesn't want to expose anything yet. It's not too late to talk about it later.
After visiting the Evolved School all day, Wesley left in a helicopter. His arrival made the students curious, but only curious. Charles was more inclined, especially since Wesley needed special blood, which worried him. He wanted to talk to someone about it, but he couldn't, especially not Eric.
Eric, the Magneto, was very extreme because of his tragic childhood experience. Although the current situation and conditions are very good, he still feels that Evolvers are different from ordinary people. They should be considered a new race. This gives Charles a headache. The two of them have argued many times, especially when Eric's philosophy is spread in school. Many people actually agree. These children think that they are talented.
Wesley knew about this situation, of course, but he had done his best. This kind of extreme thinking was terrible, but Wesley did not care. He had done what he had to do. What else could he do? In the future, he would not show mercy. After all, there were his descendants in this universe. There could not be a war. When necessary, he would open the killing ring. No matter which organization or individual wanted to start a war, Wesley would nip it in the bud.