Bolivar Trask was an incredibly short man. His company had not made the slightest move since it was established, and Wesley did not pay much attention to his actions. After all, X-Men General Headquarters had been established and was now one of the government departments. It was considered an organization that had been recognized.
However, it was difficult to guess the hearts of people. Wesley believed that evolvers had already faced the world, so some of the things on the surface would not be targeted. Even if there was something in the dark, it could be handled by X-Men.
However, this Shorty did not think so. He had developed a detection instrument that could distinguish ordinary people from evolved people. Wesley had not expected this. This guy had developed this instrument again.
The instrument used to distinguish between humans was a sinful thing. It split humans in two. That was the most hateful thing of all, but Wesley knew nothing about it. He went back to the Institute and continued his work. That was the point.
William Stryker returned to the base with heavy losses. This was an abandoned dam control room. This was their headquarters. There was a lot of research equipment and personnel. There was enough room for these.
Wade Wilson and Victor were still in a coma. Victor could recover on his own. William Stryker was not worried about this. Wade Wilson was a rare good material that made him stronger and allowed him to kill his monster.
The enemy was growing, but Wesley was immersed in the joy of research, especially the progress of space research, which was huge. Thanks to his knowledge of space, the scientists were progressing very quickly. Wesley was now confident that he could cross parallel space, but time was a problem.
"You can leave now," Apple said.
"Indeed, we can directly cross the parallel universe, but the things here are not finished. At the same time, the Phantom Cat's ability is worth studying. After sending our consciousness to decades later, don't forget that we can put away our bodies and only keep our souls."
"This is dangerous. Everything is unknown."
"We can try, can't we?"
"Research is fine, but let's give it a try. After all, the technology here is average. We'd better try somewhere else."
"Maybe. If we accelerate away from crossing a parallel universe, can we cross back?" Wesley asked.
"I'm not sure. This is also experimental. Do you want to do this?"
"Not bad, it's getting a little restless. I have a space gem, and with a certain speed, it shouldn't be difficult to cross the space barrier of a parallel universe. When the time comes, we can use this place as the center to radiate in all directions and find a direction closest to Marvel Universe."
"There are too many directions. You need countless experiments. Can the energy of the space gem be supplied?" Apple asked.
"If it's just a stronghold, it should be easy. After all, we still need a certain speed," Wesley said.
"Then it's a problem. How fast can it be?"
"We don't need to be too fast. After all, it's better to give the space gem to the space problem. It's professional. We don't need to be too fast. A few Mach is enough. I just need to touch that barrier."
'So when are you going to experiment?'
"As soon as possible, but we have to be prepared. After all, the place we are going to is unknown and we need to ensure that we can travel many times. Do you need equipment to help record this process?"
"Of course, we need an enhanced carrier. After all, we have transmigrated twice, but it is passive. Now, we will take the initiative to record all the information we can so that we can set the coordinates."
Wesley got busy again. He began to look up the metals of this world to see what was the strongest, but most of them wouldn't work. At most, they would synthesize Wesley's Blackadder armor.
"The materials are not good. We can reach the speed when the time comes, but it will be the same as my armor at most. And our second transmigration was too passive. There are too many external forces. The armor is damaged beyond recognition. I don't know if the armor can withstand such a transmigration." Wesley was a little depressed.
"Have you forgotten about Adamantium? William Stryker has a lot of it. This metal is unusually strong. It probably meets your standards."
"Maybe." Wesley summoned the Spinning Axe from his internal space. He hadn't used it for a long time. "Give me the information on the Spinning Axe and we'll see how strong it is."
Wesley continued his experiment while a hearing was in progress in Washington. Bolivar Trask walked into the hearing hall with his report. His little man looked so funny. He was dressed in a suit and had a briefcase in his hand. He climbed into a chair with difficulty.
"Ahem… Everyone, what I want to talk about today is the harm of evolvers. After many years of research, I think the harm of evolvers is too great. We should prepare in advance. Otherwise, in the near future, a war between evolvers and ordinary people will inevitably break out." This was his opening remark.
The lawmakers who attended the hearing whispered to each other, and the person in charge asked, "I hope Mr. Trask is clear that the X-Men headquarters formed by evolved people is officially recognized, and their existence also plays a good role in stopping the crimes of evolved people and protecting civilians."
"Of course I know this, but some of my friends gave me information that some of them are obviously biased towards Evolvers in the process. This is not the attitude of a law enforcer. This shows that their thoughts are very dangerous."
"We know a little about this, but there's a reason for it. Evolvers have been treated unfairly, so it's not a big problem for them to enforce the law. The key is that they stabilized society."
"Yes, but this is only temporary stability. Their book has a very different view of ordinary people, and their encounter makes them very tolerant of radical ideas. This is very important. The contradictions are suppressed, but the more they are suppressed, the greater the outbreak in the future. Evolvers are hidden in the middle of us. They can start a war at any time. In the cities and families, we can't guard against them."
There was another round of discussion. Many people had different attitudes towards evolvers. No one could control this, but after all, X-Men were not government agencies. They could not pass Bolivar Trask's grant application.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Trax. None of what you said has appeared. We can't agree with it. And we can't target our own government agencies."
"Understood, but I think you will need my research."