Marvel Reverses Wolverine

Soon to be the bicentennial of the United States, Richard Nixon won the election as the Republican candidate to become the thirty-eighth president of the United States.

In fact, during the campaign, his team even once proposed some kind of "off-the-market trick" to explore the opponent's campaign layout, but Nixon laughed and refused.

He knew very well that if Robert Kennedy hadn't tried his best to shirk, he could even have served four consecutive terms like Roosevelt.

After all, the clear law that the president can only serve two consecutive terms was originally brought about by the Republicans in the 1950s after the death of President Roosevelt.

Under the unprecedented public support of Kennedy Jr. and the secret promotion of the Howlett family, the system has been restructured to break this rule, and he was re-elected for three consecutive terms.

So if the gentleman overlooking the White House doesn't nod, it won't do any more of these small tricks in the campaign.

The new president, who had just finished his inauguration ceremony and related handovers, did not take the conspicuous Army One presidential car, but was accompanied by the White House Secret Service team in disguise, and came to the Howlett Mansion in Long Island, New York in person.

Howard Stark, who lives in this top manor villa area, is arguing on the phone with the company's deputy, Obadia Stanislav.

Six-year-old son Anthony Edward Stark is in the yard with a nearly completed internal combustion cylinder V8 engine.

"Daddy. Daddy! I made it, I made it Daddy!"

Little Stark glanced at the black Cadillac motorcade passing by the gate of the manor, and ran excitedly to the house, he wanted to share the news with his father.

"...I know Obadia, we just haven't found a profit point for the Ark reactor for the time being. Hey! Didn't I listen to your request to restart the development and manufacture of cutting-edge weapons?"

"It's true that this has won a lot of shares from the Howlett Group. Hush. Tony, wait a minute, Dad has something to do now."

Mr. Stark pressed his son's little head with one hand, and finally said seriously to the other end of the phone:

"The matter of Anton Vanke was a huge mistake at the beginning, and the Ark palladium reactor was temporarily put on hold, but Obadia, if one day we really want to surpass Howlett Industries, we must rely on Ark technology!"

Howard pressed the button of the mobile phone heavily, complaining about the heavy black rectangular box in his hand now.

"Dad. I assembled the V8 engine!"

The young master Stark, who was more often called Tony by his father and family, flashed his long eyelashes, and said while jumping while pulling at the corner of Howard's clothes.

"Brat! Let's go, let's see if you're doing well!"

Mr. Stark didn't care that his son's oily black hands stained his suit, he grabbed Tony and ran out of the yard.

The father and son listened to the motorcycle equipped with the engine, and the rhythmic sound of the unique power roar when the cylinders were staggered. Howard smiled and called his wife Maria to take pictures of them.

Tony, who grew up in his father's workshop, built his first circuit board at the age of four.

Now just a few months after turning six, the mechanical prodigy has come up with a professional V8 engine for cars and motorcycles, and it's running well.

Howard looked at the black oil stains on his son's face. Perhaps the current ark technology could not find the right direction, but one day, he hoped that his son could inherit his wish.

A little further east, near the best beach on Long Island, President Richard Nixon's motorcade finally passed through the carved iron gate of the Howlett Mansion and came to the main building.

During the Eisenhower era, Nixon was the youngest vice president in American history at the age of 40, wondering whether he would be able to become the youngest president next.

However, after two consecutive vice presidents, Nixon and John F. Kennedy, who was popular at the time, suffered disastrous defeats in the election, and then lost again in the California governor's election.

Continuing to watch Robert Kennedy serve three more full presidents, especially the upside-down of the United States and the entire world in the past ten years, Richard Nixon still did not give up.

Now that the pursuit of the times has chosen a new force, he will work hard to let the United States continue to lead on this track.

It seemed that Mr. Howlett, who was too young, was not arrogant. President Nixon thought that he would sit in the living room of this mansion with a history of more than half a century, as if his subordinates were waiting for him.

But James Howlett walked out of the gate of the main building of the manor just when the president's car stopped, and sat down with Nixon in the living room with a smile as if receiving ordinary guests at home.

"Mr Howlett, I'm here this time."

Nixon met James once as vice president in the 1950s, when the gentleman disguised himself as "James II."

".As you know, the concept of 'evolutionary' is now universalized. Due to the pressure from the United States, in addition to the usual economic and arms competition, the major powers are also constantly digging deeper in supernatural power, gradually pulling up Own official paranormal organization"

James listened to this Mr. President, who came to "worship the mountain gate" as soon as he took office, talk with eloquence, and there was only one purpose in what he said.

".Some local conflicts and frictions abroad, as well as intelligence warfare, etc., we often fall into a passive position. These are the problems that I just learned about in the military report these days. Can you see if the Federation can be autonomous to a certain extent? How about recruiting some evolutionary talents?"

In order to make the atmosphere more harmonious, Mr. President took a cigar indicated by James and tried to smoke it. He didn't have much interest in cigars, but the one in his mouth smelled inexplicably comfortable.

"sure."

James took a few breaths and said bluntly. Mr. President blinked. This was a bit different from the plan he had thought before he came. He was worried whether this Mr. Howlett had any other extremely harsh conditions.

"As long as the evolutionists are not forced to be recruited for any reason, and they are persuaded to choose whether to join the military or government agencies through treatment, contracts, etc., of course there is no problem."

Mr. President thought for a moment, and tentatively said: "Then can the Federation open some extraordinary academies?"

"Hehe, let's take it step by step, Mr. President. In the past two years, the whip of order has taken down several so-called colleges opened by certain groups and individuals. It is purely to lure evolutionists into it, and then secretly conduct living body research."

James sat up slightly. President Nixon, who will be 70 years old in a few years, felt the inexplicable pressure from this young and handsome man. Listening to the gentleman's serious eyes, he said:

"In a few years, Evolutionary will be able to truly enter various industries and classes, and give rise to a corresponding social and ecological environment, but before that, this... is my bottom line."

When President Nixon left, he suddenly felt a bit dull. At least during his tenure, the country would develop without any waves, and the contradictions and confrontations among major powers were not as sharp as the Cold War.

Because of the evolutionist policy of the United States, they have dealt more with the mutant population in their own country.

Those countries and organizations that try to put chains around the mutants' necks and domesticate them into tools have to consider that in such a favorable living environment for evolutionaries in the United States, the mutants in their own countries may have a serious tendency to exodus.

The world is competing for resources and wealth, and for scientific and technological talents.

Now, a new competition has begun in the field of extraordinary power.

And at this moment, on another continent thousands of miles away, Cairo, Egypt.

A white man wrapped in a black cloak was holding a pattern with a combination of triangles and circles, and asked the owner of the shop selling antiques word by word.

"Enn Sabah Nur!"

Although Professor Karlis Jackson is a scholar who specializes in the history of ancient Egypt, he does not speak Arabic well, and the ancient Egyptian language has long since died out.

A typical British scholar tends to have a wealthy family and his grandparents left a rich legacy, which is why he can study the history major that does not make money, and it is the history of ancient Egypt.

The professor, who is over 50 years old, has traveled around Egypt for many days, and finally determined from the monuments that this pyramid-shaped pattern represents the historical relics he has been looking for.

More than ten years ago, this professor wrote to Professor Charles Xavier who was leading the "X-Men" when the mutants made their official debut for the first time. In his letter, he mentioned And a discovery hidden in the historical wind and sand that I have been puzzled for a long time.

It's a pity that I didn't receive any reply from Professor Xavier at that time.

Before the mutants became widely known, Professor Jackson's research was long regarded as a laughingstock by the academic community. He believed that a "god" named En Shaba Nur once ruled the two rivers in more than three thousand years BC watershed.

The pyramids were built by turning sand and stones into miracles with his waving hands. Later Egyptian pharaohs not only imitated the architectural shape of the pyramids, but also imitated the costumes and cultural ceremonies from him.

"Sara Nasib, Nasib!"

The antique shop owner pointed to a few black and thin men passing by, indicating that they were there. Jackson looked suspiciously, his eyes lit up.

On their necks, there are those pyramid-like triangular patterns tattooed on them. After years of research by the professor, it means——

Apocalypse.

Panpan is now stable at 6,000+ updates, but sometimes it happens to be written at around 3,000 and divided into chapters, and sometimes they are linked together into a large chapter.

I need to lay out some clues recently, and there will be an easter egg surprise in the update on Monday morning, I think everyone will like it then!