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"Leave them to me. I'm quite interested in them."

After saying that, Luo Xi turned around and disappeared without caring whether Charles agreed or not.

"His ability is teleportation? How does it compare to that Red Devil guy?"

Eric frowned and asked Charles.

"Red Devil?" The professor smiled bitterly. "I can't really evaluate him. I don't even know what level of mutant he is. But I am sure of one thing."

"Compared with him, the Red Devil is just a firefly competing with the sun."

……

Luo Xi didn't want to waste time. Among the mutants Charles found, many of them had pretty good fighting capabilities.

For example, there is a mutant named Alex Summers, whose ability is to release high-energy beams from his body, causing powerful plasma explosions.

But Luo Xi looked down on this kind of people. What he wanted was a mutant with huge potential who could subvert the laws of physics.

The most valuable thing about mutants is that their existence has the potential to deny the laws of physics.

He has never lacked powerful weapons of destruction, but what he lacks is the possibility of breaking common sense.

"The vast majority of mutants have already gone astray. When they regard their awakened innate abilities as a force to do evil, they will inevitably be controlled and backfired by the power. They rely on their own power, but they also respect and fear a more powerful power."

"After all, in their eyes, power is everything."

“This is so wrong.”

"Shaw is a typical example, and Magneto and Eric already have this tendency. They think their mutant powers make them superior to others, but in fact, they have been eliminated by humans."

Luo Xi couldn't help but sigh that what is truly powerful is never strength, but knowledge, science and progress.

Mutants' contributions to human society are often negative. Who can accept such a race from the bottom of their hearts?

If mutants can all use their talents and gifts to promote social progress, then there will be no need for mutants to integrate into humans. Humans themselves will be eager to bring mutants to their side.

What Luo Xi was thinking was not a good time to tell Charles and the others.

Even if I tell them, how many people can truly understand and comprehend it?

Their mutant talent is a powerful hammer, which knows no right or wrong.

But whether to use the hammer to smash all enemies in front of you, or to use the hammer to build and create, is a personal choice.

Only when they really fight and get beaten to a pulp can they know who is right.

Luo Xi's figure appeared in an alley in New York. He tightened his windbreaker and got directly into an orange taxi on the side of the road.

A skinny black man who looked like he was of mixed African and Latin descent immediately put on a smile and warmly greeted his customers.

"Hey, hey, where are you going man?"

"Sincerely at your service."

I don’t know if all black people have the talent for rap, but the black man in front of Luo Xi spoke very fast while maintaining a good sense of rhythm.

"Oman?"

Luo Xi leaned casually on the passenger seat at the back and crossed his legs.

As soon as the black driver heard the strange man calling out his name, he immediately became nervous.

"Are you Mallory's man?"

"I just happen to know you. Drive anywhere." Luo Xi said slowly.

While Aman was still confused, the handbrake of the taxi under him released itself, and then the engine started, and the steering wheel turned quickly to start driving.

Even the taxi radio started playing soft and soothing music, which seemed particularly harmonious.

Aman immediately realized that the other party was definitely not a man of Mallory, the gang leader in this area, because that bastard could not have such a subordinate.

And based on the vision that Aman had honed from dealing with countless customers, Mallory was not even qualified to be this man's subordinate.

"You are a mutant too?" Aman said with some surprise.

Luo Xi did not answer his question, but asked it back directly.

"You drive a taxi here for money?"

Aman immediately felt that this person was making fun of him. If he was not doing it for the money, could it be because of his passion?

He is half African and half Latin, and has been regarded as a freak by his mother since childhood. Even in this so-called free land, his life is not very satisfactory.

He wanted to find a decent job, but people looked down on him because he was uneducated and a dirty black man, so he could only make a living by driving a taxi.

But even so, he was exploited and blackmailed again and again by those gang members, and it was very difficult for him to survive.

He didn't dare reveal his mutant identity, fearing that even this last job opportunity would be deprived of him.

"Then you don't need to drive a taxi now, go to the nearest Citibank and you can check your bank card balance."

Aman took the steering wheel doubtfully, and the taxi, which had just been running, immediately returned control to its driver.

"You must be joking. How is it possible that..."

A'man just felt it was all nonsense, but he still did as Luo Xi said, thinking that he might get rich.

He came to the counter and asked the teller to help him check his account balance.

The middle-aged white woman sitting behind the bulletproof glass looked at Aman with some disgust, but still made the inquiry reluctantly.

But when she saw the string of zeros on the screen, her eyes popped out of her head in horror.

"Sir, please take a seat. I'm happy to serve you."

Aman watched the bank teller's attitude change 180 degrees and instantly realized that Luo Xi was not joking.

When he saw the nine-digit number with his own eyes, his head suddenly felt dizzy.

Then he simply left the bank teller who was still trying to please him and went straight back into his car.

"Dear sir, from now on, no matter what you ask me to do, I will do it willingly."

Aman is very smart. He doesn't know what people like about him, but that doesn't stop him from showing his loyalty.

Oh my God, this is one hundred million. Even if he drives a taxi for ten thousand years, he can't earn such an astronomical figure.

With such an opportunity to curry favor with someone powerful, what else would he care about?

"I'll call you Darwin. This name suits you better."

"Just give me some of your blood and you can do it yourself." Luo Xi threw a set of blood-drawing equipment over and said to the slippery mutant.

This mutant named Aman has extremely strong adaptability and evolutionary abilities.

Although the ability he demonstrated was only to grow gills in the water, it increased the resistance of his body surface when electrocuted and turned his body into an insulator similar to rubber.

But Luo Xi understood that his abilities had the potential for infinite evolution.

He is simply a living Darwinian organism.

When Aman heard Luo Xi's request, he inserted the needle into his artery without any hesitation.

An instant gushing of blood poured into the needle, but then the wound began to heal itself, preventing the blood from continuing to flow.

He showed no mercy and immediately pulled out the needle and pierced other parts of the body one by one.

After more than a dozen injections, Armand Darwin finally collected enough blood for a test tube.

"I'm sorry, sir, but my body is always reacting to external injuries, and I don't want it to happen."

"As long as you need it, I can get blood drawn every day. I'm in good health!"

"I didn't inhale anything I shouldn't. My blood is suitable for whatever I do."

Luo Xi didn't say anything, but carefully put away the test tube containing Darwin's blood.

Is there a better deal in the world than being able to use a string of data codes stored in the human bank to gain the loyalty of a mutant with unlimited evolutionary abilities?

Roche could even add a few more zeros to his bank account, but that would be asking for trouble.

"Let's go to the next place. I'm going to meet the next person."

Darwin, still immersed in happiness, was about to continue driving, but the taxi had already started moving on its own.

"Next target...Wolverine Logan!"

ps: Little Black Brother has unlimited potential

Darwin and Mystique, both SSR cards are underestimated

They do have unlimited potential.

Next, we need to start pushing the plot. The various settings of American comics are all for the plot. Don't get hung up on who is stronger.

Chapter 676 Two Wolverines (Three in One)

"You mean, an organization founded by mutants is recruiting mutants to fight against those ambitious people hiding in the dark?"

"That sounds unbelievable."

Luo Xi activated the taxi's soul and made it move towards the target location autonomously. Darwin, who was originally lively and cheerful, no longer had to concentrate on driving and gradually opened up his mouth.

He is still immersed in an unrealistic trance. Darwin is so afraid that he will suddenly wake up and realize that everything is just a beautiful dream.

The money in his bank card is enough for him to live a carefree life.

No one cares whether he is a mutant or not, because for a billionaire, the identity of a mutant is not worth mentioning at all.

This is the nature of this country. You can be black, yellow, or even a mutant, but you cannot be poor.

Among the homeless people everywhere, there are also many white people who are similar to the elites.

Darwin felt that what Luo Xi mentioned was a bit far-fetched. He was no longer in his middle school years and was just a poor office worker who earned a little money by soliciting customers on the street.

If someone really wants to destroy the world, maybe this is a good thing. At least his mutant ability ensures that he can live comfortably even in the harsh environment of a nuclear doomsday.

Hiroshima and Nagasaki, which were hit by two nuclear bombs during World War II, have long since recovered their natural ecology.

Life will always find a way, and under natural selection, new ecosystems can emerge even in the wasteland after a nuclear explosion.

But since it was Roche who said it, Darwin naturally did everything he said.

People like him have simple thinking. He will listen to whoever treats him well, and Luo Xi obviously gave too much.