Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

After all the top political leaders of the empire were dead, Swain was faced with a huge problem: How could he do the work of all of them by himself?

It is true that Swain also knows that most of them are scum who would not hesitate to die ten more times. However, no matter how corrupt, incompetent, and arrogant they are... there is still something unworthy of them.

The role of substitution.

At least not now.

Swain couldn't create a bunch of people who are proficient in politics and management from the army, and then throw them into the palace and let them handle those government affairs. To be honest, if it weren't for the high degree of autonomy enjoyed by the legions outside Noxus,

At this moment, the entire political system should almost collapse. But it is obviously not a good thing in the long run. He must find a solution.

"...So you came to me?"

Darius raised his eyebrows, and he began to wonder if Swain had some mental problems - he didn't seem to be a person related to politics. In fact, he should be the kind of person who would take advantage of

The guy who kills politicians with an axe.

"No, I want you to issue an order with me. A nationwide recruitment campaign by Darius Noxus should attract many people." Swain said seriously, "These

Today, the wrinkles on his face are deeper. Even his white hair is inexplicably more gray.

"recruit?"

"Yes." Swain sighed deeply. "This is also a necessity. I really didn't expect that this day would come. The empire has no one available - and it's not just in terms of the army, it's in terms of these damn political affairs.

aspect."

"Okay, but I have a few questions." Darius nodded. "First of all, even a rough guy like me who doesn't understand politics understands one thing. Officials don't grow out of thin air. Just

Like soldiers, they are allowed to go to the battlefield after a long period of training. Otherwise, it is not called conscription, it is called murder."

"I think the same is true for the officials you want to recruit. How can we ensure that the people we recruit will grow into excellent 'soldiers'? Is it possible that you have to find a few inexperienced people to let them come?"

Are they allowed to play politics as much as they like? I know very well the consequences of what outsiders do."

Swain's face showed deep fatigue, and he slowly explained: "There is a solution that is not a solution. Transfer some experienced officials from the local area...and let them bring in new people."

After receiving this answer, Darius's frown not only did not loosen, but became tighter and tighter.

He asked: "Swain, we are a federation of city-states... You should know the consequences of doing this better than I do."

"I said, this is the only solution." Swain closed his eyes and shook his head gently.

This damn disaster...that damn watch.

He opened his eyes, and Darius was startled by the hatred bursting out of them. He didn't know what could make this man who was emotionless and emotionless be so angry.

Swain said: "You and I are the only high-ranking generals left in the empire - General Cyrus is now far away on the front battlefield and cannot come back at all. As for the remaining legions who are about to return to the empire, who knows what they are thinking

?I don’t have time to screen them one by one. Processing government orders and responding to their communication requests these days is driving me crazy.”

"Fuck politics..." Swain cursed angrily, then stood up and prepared to leave.

"What are you going to do?"

"Handling government affairs."

For some reason, Darius thought his voice sounded like a sigh.

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"New makeover? Now?"

Kronos looked very shocked. He asked: "That mortal is indeed qualified, but without the help of a doctor, how can we perform the transformation surgery? A total of nineteen surgeries, lasting several years, not to mention Brother Thane's

The genetic glands are not mature at all at this time, are they?"

"You have a lot of questions, which is a good thing. I'll answer them one by one." The mage looked very patient.

He raised a finger: "First of all, doctor? There is a mage in front of you!"

Kronos's expression froze.

"Second...Who said that Him and I only made a new gene seed?" He Shenyan said with a half-smile. This sentence immediately made Kronos' breathing quicken.

.

The muscle lines on his face tightened instantly, and the whole person looked like a piece of steel or a stubborn stone, but the voice he made was trembling: "...Another, another one?"

"There are many, my dear friends." He Shenyan burst out laughing. He had been deliberately holding back the news to Cronus just for the look of shock and ecstasy on his face.

"Very...many, many?" This news made Kronos dizzy. Not even an Astartes could withstand such a shock.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

The smile on He Shenyan's face disappeared in an instant, and he said slowly: "It's just a preliminary plan. At this stage, I only have fifteen guaranteed viable gene seeds. The follow-up plan is still being made.

.If nothing else happens, Kronos, in a hundred years you will be able to go back with a legion composed entirely of Primarchs. Of course, there will also be countless Astartes like you."

All original bodies.

Cronus Tiberius. Captain of the 1st Battle Company of the Emperor's Sword Chapter, a sub-legion of the Ultramarines Legion. This respectable warrior who has fought for humanity for three hundred years in the burning galaxy full of war,

Already fallen into a strange state.

He had kept his mouth open for more than a whole day. He had to wear his helmet all the time to hide this ridiculous look. During this day, he didn't speak to anyone, and he didn't hear anything from his throat.

Make any sound.

He kept chanting these four words silently in his heart.

All original bodies.

All original bodies.

All...primarch...

At the end of the day, he finally laughed out loud in his room.

He Shenyan actually did not tell Cronus the whole truth - only the first three of the fifteen gene seeds were jointly made by the Emperor and the Master, and the remaining twelve were all made by He Shenyan himself.

The emperor also acquiesced in his behavior, and when He Shenyan showed him the gene seeds, he even seemed very happy.

"You should really study science. Your curiosity and action in scientific research are much stronger than many people." In that space, he said to the mage.

"No need, I've already planned to go to the dark side on the road of magic." This is how the mage answered him.

The Emperor clearly used the power of the Warp in the creation of his Primarchs, and he himself was outspoken in this regard, teaching the mages whatever they wanted to know.

Even the essence of the Primarchs.

What is subspace? He Shenyan understands it this way - it is a special space formed by the subconsciousness of all intelligent creatures in the universe. It is the opposite of the world. It is full of various chaotic scenes and can affect

In the real world. As natural subspace creatures, the originals are only a little different from the demon princes who are also subspace creatures.

They look like people.

Yes, this is the essence of the originals - they are the emperor's great demons. After the mage said this idea, the emperor's expression became distorted at a speed visible to the naked eye. He sighed deeply.

tone, and then said to He Shenyan: "You'd better not say this to Cronus, otherwise I'm worried that he will go crazy."

"I understand that the truth is always hard to accept."

Yes, the truth is always hard to accept. Among those primarchs, there are not many people who can accept themselves for who they are. They spent their whole lives fighting against the creatures of the subspace, and later discovered that they were actually one of them.

, this matter will obviously be difficult for many people to accept.

The gene seeds made by He Shenyan used the emperor's black technology and his own magic and magic. There was only one difference from what the emperor himself made. He did not mix in the power of subspace.

The benefits of this are obvious: since the Primarchs are natural subspace creatures, the projection of their souls in the subspace is as dazzling as stars to the Chaos Gods and Daemons, and each of them is more or less dazzling.

Few have faced Chaos directly, and the Fallen have even made up the majority.

When he renounced the power from the Warp, these new warriors would undoubtedly never suffer the possibility of corruption again - unless those four bastards were shameless and personally came out to pull their souls into the Warp.

But the question also arises. The nature of the subspace guarantees the special strength and unique talents of the primarchs. But without the subspace, can these new gene seeds be as powerful as the original primarchs?

He Shenyan gave his solution.

Compared with the Emperor, he is very free. This freedom is not only reflected in the fact that he does not have to sit on a rigid broken chair every moment and gradually turn into a mummy, but also reflected in the fact that he can wander around in many worlds.

.Having seen a lot and being able to use a lot, naturally he will not be like the Emperor who has no choice but to use the double-edged sword of subspace.

For example, the gene seed he has in his hand right now.

Compared to seeds, that thing looked more like a small nebula that was constantly rotating, with blue storms filling it. Just looking at it gave people a bone-chilling feeling.

The mage played with it, and the small nebula slowly rotated and coiled in his hands and fingers. His eyes stared at it, and this thing was enough to turn an ordinary person into some kind of walking natural disaster and a living god in an instant.

Do I really want to do this?

He Shenyan was in a trance for a while. He remembered his original purpose of coming to Valoran: just to find a place for the Gwendelins, but now it has transformed into relieving the humans of another universe from having to bear the burden on their heads.

Threat. He is now even planning to create a group of super soldiers who are stronger than Superman, and then let them fight back into the universe and liberate all mankind.

He Shenyan casually put the nebula back into his pocket dimension, and He Shenyan's expression became thoughtful. He would not change what he had decided. The most important question now is actually, where should these gene seeds be?

Who will use it?

Inexplicably, he thought of Steve Rogers, Bruce Wayne, and Clark Kent. As soon as this idea appeared in his mind, it quickly began to take root.

The mage smiled and sighed, and whispered: "I am probably crazy..."

A portal appeared at his feet and swallowed him up.

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"Hey, Elm Head."

here we go again.

A woman's voice came from behind Shen, which made his movements a little slow and his head started to hurt. He sighed inaudibly and whispered: "Ms. Catalina, can you please call me by my name?"

Woolen cloth?"

The beautiful red-haired female assassin raised her eyebrows and said with a sneer: "You are really an Ionian through and through, why are you so rigid? You can also call me assassin, dagger, gutter rat or scar.

,up to you."

"I still think we should call each other by our names. It's better and more polite."

His serious answer made Catalina roll her eyes. She threw the dagger in her hand, leaned against the door and watched Shen treat a wounded soldier, and said smoothly: "You are really weird."

"how do I say this?"

"Few people would help someone who had just invaded their hometown."

"You didn't kill anyone."

"It's just that we didn't have time. Boy, you don't think we really don't kill people, do you?"

Shen's movements stopped, and just when Catalina thought she had achieved her goal, Shen said something that she couldn't understand at all: "No means no, Ms. Catalina."

"...Is there really something wrong with your brain?"

"Okay, sir, you can stand up now. Remember not to move your right foot vigorously for two weeks." Shen patted the soldier in front of him, who nodded and stood up, full of gratitude.

De smiled at Shen. There was some guilt in the smile.

At this time, he turned his head and looked at Catalina: "Maybe, the people of the Balance Sect are really not normal in their minds."

"The Kinkou?"

"Yeah...ha, that's off topic, Ms. Catalina. What do you want from me?" Shen smiled. When he didn't wear a mask, he was just an ordinary young man.

"Just trying to figure out why you are so obsessed with rescuing your enemies."

"You are not my enemy."

"We invaded you not long ago—"

Shen interrupted her: "——Without success, I remember that we have repeated this conversation many times, Ms. Catalina. The hardest thing in the world is to convince another person. I don't want to convince you to believe in my actions.

There is no other purpose. Please don’t apply your survival philosophy to me, is that okay?”

The female assassin was silent for a while and whispered: "I just don't believe that someone like you exists."

"Why not?" Shen smiled faintly.

He continued: "What's more, I'm not really so kind. If the Noxians were attacked by other countries, I wouldn't be here at all. But since you are attacked by such abominable creatures,

I can no longer stand by and watch. This is my responsibility as the Eye of Twilight. Things that do not belong to this world...must be expelled."

Catalina became happy again. She seemed to be completely unwilling to hide her feelings: "I knew you must have ulterior motives! How can there be someone in the world who really helps others without asking for anything in return?"

Watching the child-like moody female assassin leave, Shen smiled and shook his head.

Noxians...ha.

He shouted to the door: "Next!"

A furry head poked in, and Shen's eyes widened in surprise. It was a vastaya, and her atavistic features were extremely strong. She looked exactly like a... humanoid cat with a cat's head?

She was wearing a leather armor, with her thighs exposed, and her tail swept behind her waist. A pair of blue cat eyes stared at Shen, full of inquiry.

Shen's eyes traced across the fleshy pads of her palms without leaving any trace.

"Hello, I heard that there is a doctor here who treats soldiers, so I came here."

"Yes, I'm that doctor... What's your problem? I mean, where are you injured?" Shen asked her to sit on the chair in front of him, and then asked.

She smiled sheepishly, as all the soldiers seemed to do when facing him. She stretched out her right hand, and there was a bandage on the flesh pad that had been soaked in blood and turned dark red. She

Said: "That's right, doctor. Well, I was shot by an arrow some time ago. I didn't deal with it very quickly at the time. It's been almost twenty days now, right?"

She said while thinking: "Well, anyway, I found that the wound did not heal as well as before, and then I heard about you as a doctor. So I came to see you."

Shen stretched out his hand and held her flesh pad. The feeling in his hand made him squeeze it uncontrollably. The female warrior immediately trembled, her body trembled, and her face turned red. But she seemed to regard this as something from the doctor.

He used a special judgment method, so he did not avoid it, but asked: "Did you see anything, doctor?"

Shen coughed: "I have to open your bandage first, ma'am, it may involve your wound, so try to hold it in, okay?"

"Don't worry, I'm not afraid at all!" She suddenly screamed, but Shen didn't stop. He didn't stop until he completely opened the bandage.

"Hug, I'm sorry, doctor, I didn't know it would hurt so much... I thought it was just like being chopped." She smiled sheepishly.

Shen's face turned serious: "Okay, madam, this situation is very uncommon - you shouldn't be in such pain. The arrow may be poisonous, which is one of the reasons why you haven't healed yourself.

.The vastaya's self-healing ability is much higher than that of humans. If it were another person, he might not be able to save this hand."

His words pulled down the ear velvet on top of the female warrior's head, and she asked with a pale face: "I, am I going to have my leg amputated?"

"No...but you have to be patient." Shen raised his head and glanced at her, his hand lit up with purple light.