Marvel: I am the leader of the mutant race

Chapter 190 Chapter 190: Death Whip and Desperate Virus
The door opened slowly.

But not one person came in.

The first person who came into everyone's sight was a guy wearing a bright white suit and a pair of black-rimmed eyes. After entering the venue, he first bowed to all the representatives present and then bowed with a smile. He opened his mouth and introduced himself:

"It's an honor to meet you all. I am Justin Hammer, from Hammer Company, and this is Ivan Anton, a top physicist with great intelligence."

Following his voice, a burly man with tattoos all over his body, wearing loose casual clothes, unshaven beard and messy hair appeared in everyone's sight with an impatient expression.

"Are you Ivan Vanke?"

A participating representative lowered his head and looked again at the photo on the profile and the long list of profile information under the photo. He raised his head. After comparing and confirming that the two guys were indeed the same person, he shook his head and sighed helplessly. Said: "You have such an image... I have never seen any scientist dressed up like you."

"Mr. President, is this Ivan Vanko reliable?"

More than one representative had similar doubts. In their impression, if they had to choose one between Justin Hammer and Ivan Vanke, they would rather believe that the former is the physicist who has what they want. The latter looked more like a bodyguard hired at a high price.

"puff……!"

Before Mr. President could speak, Ivan proved his dissatisfaction with this doubt with practical actions. He spat out a small wooden stick in his mouth. Due to excessive force, the area around the small wooden stick was not evenly distributed. There are some misty saliva distributed.

"Hammer."

Under everyone's disgusted gaze, he sneered disdainfully and said to Justin Hammer beside him: "The experimental site you told me refers to this conference room?"

"of course not!"

"of course not!"

Mr. President and Hammer rejected Ivan's words in unison. They looked at each other and the former said without hesitation: "Please don't care too much about other people's opinions. Mr. Ivan, I have prepared your armor and the corresponding venue." That's right, in the next time, you can use all your methods to prove yourself to those who misunderstand you!"

So, under Hammer's flattering persuasion, Ivan reluctantly left the conference room. Immediately after he left, a cleaner came in and picked up the small wooden stick that he spit on the ground. Only then did the representatives from various countries sitting at the conference table put away their disgusted expressions.

Mr. President took out a remote control and fiddled with it for a few times. Then the tabletop in front of everyone slowly cracked, and lean glass-like displays were revealed.

"For the sake of everyone's safety, I sent people to install a lot of cameras in the experimental site."

"Through this small screen, we can clearly see every detail in any corner of the experimental site even without being present at the site."

While talking, on the screen in front of everyone, the unqualified Ivan Vanke and Hammer beside him had already entered the venue. The former took a box handed by the latter, opened it and took it off The coat started to be put on.

In the conference room, all the participants looked at the scene on the screen in front of them and frowned: Apart from that, compared with Tony Stark's Mark armor, this Ivan Vanko's Deathwhip armor not only looks like It's like a simple leather sheath simply sewn together with iron sheets and chains, and the way and process of wearing it also reveal an unbearable ugliness and backwardness...

"If it weren't for the Ark reactor on this thing's chest, I would have left by now."

One of the participating representatives shook his head and said with a look of disgust: "If after this experiment, this Ivan can prove that he can indeed replace Tony, I hope everyone here can provide some styling designs. Master, because this 'Mourning Whip Armor' is really... too ugly!"

"Seconded!"

"agree!"

"..."

Amid everyone's whispers, Ivan finally put on his mourning whip armor. He looked sideways at the cameras on the experimental site that were not hidden at all, and there was a trace of imperceptible teasing in his eyes.

Seeing a group of staff placing all the test props that had been prepared long ago, he no longer hesitated and immediately activated the energy system of the Death Whip Armor: a bright light lit up from the reactor on his chest, and After that, accompanied by the sizzling sounds of scalp-numbing electricity, the two three- to four-meter-long iron chains under his arms instantly erupted with dazzling arcs of electricity!

Upon seeing this, the staff who were still sorting out the test equipment quickly withdrew into the designated safe area regardless of whether their work had been completed. They gathered together and looked at the man on the test site who exuded wasteland technology. The windy man murmured about the results of the next test.

Listening to the constant buzzing sound in his ears, Ivan sneered and then grabbed the iron chain extending from his wrist and waved it. He only heard a "pop" sound. Driven by the current, the iron chain swayed. The tip broke through the speed of sound in an instant, and a white cyclone visible to the naked eye quickly disappeared from the experimental site. At this time, Ivan finally launched an attack on the first test prop.

This is a ten centimeter thick steel plate. It is firmly fixed in place by the grooves in the ground and the pillars behind it. Judging from the size, even if you simply want to move it, it will take several adults to move it. It is only possible with all your strength.

But just like this piece of iron, the moment it came into contact with the electric arc whip thrown by Ivan, a ferocious crack that was several centimeters deep was directly pulled out by the beating hot arc and the huge force of the latter!
Ivan retracted his whip, and the cameras in the experimental site all turned to the steel plate: around the ferocious crack, a large piece of steel plate looked unscathed, but it still lit up, representing high temperature. Dim red light - that is to say, even if it was only in contact for a moment, a large amount of heat energy was quickly transmitted from the whip of the Death Whip Armor into the steel plate through some incomprehensible method!
Without giving everyone time to analyze and study carefully, after swinging the first whip, Ivan swung two heavy electric arc iron whips wildly as if he had been injected with stimulants. The iron plates were whipped into pieces and the dummy was The specially-made explosion-proof vehicle was directly burned to ashes and split into two halves with several whips. Even the last level, a tank in good condition, was wrapped around the muzzle by Ivan with double whips and then forcibly fused... …

Just when everyone was still amazed at the terrifying power of this extremely simple whip armor, they saw that Ivan did not abandon it directly after fusing the barrel of the tank, but wrapped it with an arc iron whip, Frantically smashing buildings in all directions!

"Ivan! What are you doing!"

Upon seeing this, Hammer immediately rushed into the experimental site regardless of his own safety and threatened Ivan loudly: "Stop! If you dare to do this again, I will kill your bird!" "You dare!"

Ivan turned around angrily when he heard this. He looked at the annoying pretender in front of him and said viciously: "If you dare to do that, believe me, I will be like my father and let you never get anything from me again." Anything you want!”

While the two were arguing, there was quite a commotion in the conference room in a white palace: some representatives were so focused on watching that they did not move away from the screen in time when Ivan started to go crazy. This also led to the fact that when Ivan "accidentally" shattered the camera with a tank barrel in the experimental site, it looked like the barrel was hitting him directly outside the screen.

"I don't like this guy at all!"

"me too!"

Although they didn't like Ivan, everyone present clearly saw the fact that Ivan did possess the reactor technology that could replace Tony Stark. They exchanged glances and discussed with each other. Then the matter was settled.

"Then let's invite our second substitute!"

Mr. President shook the little bell on the table again, and the clear and melodious sound rushed out of the door of the conference room with great penetration and entered the ears of the guard who had been waiting for a long time. He took advantage of the gap when the latter ushered the person in. At the same time, he pointed to the document in front of him and said with a smile: "Believe me, compared with that Ivan Vanke, these two will definitely be more likable."

As soon as he finished speaking, the knock on the door rang again.

In the inexplicable eyes, the door slowly opened, and two guys with extraordinary bearings walked in from the outside, one of them was a man, and the other was a woman, both of them were dressed in decent clothes. Formal attire, both in terms of appearance and temperament, looked much better than the previous Ivan and Hammer.

"It's an honor to meet you all."

After standing still, the man with blond hair and a high nose nodded slightly towards everyone present very reservedly. Before anyone could respond, he introduced him very gentlemanly: "Maya Hansen, a A goddess with both beauty and wisdom, she is my most reliable assistant, and she is also the main force in the research and development of the Extremis virus that I will show you next!"

After Maya finished greeting everyone, the man bowed again and introduced himself:
"I, Aldredge Killian, the founder of AIM, the proposer and developer of the Extremis virus, the pursuer of freedom and health, I am very grateful to Mr. President for giving me this opportunity to appear before you. In front of me, in order to repay his trust in me, please give me some time to introduce to you our company's research and development product-Extremis Virus!"

After seeing everyone nodding, Killian's mouth curved into a bright smile. He took out a small wooden box from his pocket, opened it, and put a headset-like thing behind his ear. With everyone looking at him with great interest, he took out three black balls the size of the thumb's belly from the wooden box and gently threw them on the conference table.

He lightly tapped the high-tech device behind his ear a few times. After hearing a "beep" sound, the three small balls that were casually thrown on the conference table suddenly adjusted to each other by magnetic attraction. Then, the rays of light are projected in mid-air by them and finally interweave into an illusory projection similar to the brain.

"This is the brain, or rather, this is my brain."

Seeing the obvious expressions of disbelief on the faces of all the participants, he had already expected it. He didn't explain much about it. He just said to Maya beside him: "Pinch me."

Maya did as she was told.

Amidst a burst of astonishment, the illusory brain floating above the conference table shone brightly the moment Killian was pinched. Before they could realize what the light represented, they heard Killian Li An explained: "This is the primary somatosensory cortex, which is simply the pain-receiving center of the brain."

Amidst the whispers of everyone who suddenly understood, Killian said:

"And what I want to show you...is this!"

As he pulled with his virtual grip, a certain part of the brain projection suspended on the conference table quickly expanded. In just a few breaths, an abnormal hole that looked like a black hole appeared in front of everyone. in front of.

"Whether it's pain, pleasure, or any other feeling, in the end, all these nerve sensations will be transmitted here. But what's shocking is that this position, which is responsible for receiving all nerve senses, is actually an empty slot!"

Killian clapped his hands and drew everyone's attention to him again: "This also tells us the truth, that is, our brains and our DNA systems are destined to be upgraded."

“Based on this problem, my team and I have conducted decades of research. Although our ultimate goal has not been achieved to this day, we have discovered some very interesting side effects during our research. The product—that is, the Extremis virus.”

"Don't be afraid. Although it is called a virus, it is beneficial and harmless to the human body."

In the face of everyone's sudden change of expressions, Killian actually rolled up the sleeve of his right arm: "Yes, that's right, in order to avoid those boring lawsuits, after this technology matures, I will As its first test subject.”

While speaking, he took out a sharp knife from the small wooden box, and amidst the twitching expressions of the participants, he actually inserted the latter into his arm!
The imagined blood splatters and cries of pain did not come out as expected. In everyone's shocked eyes, Killian's stabbed arm suddenly lit up with an orange-red light. This light seemed to spontaneously come from his body. Producing the same, the latter's muscles, bones and blood vessels are clearly visible.

And the most incredible thing is that as Killian pulled out the sharp knife inserted into his arm, the horrific injury gradually disappeared under the orange-red light!
"When you are in danger and seriously injured, there is a high chance that you will not have the opportunity to inject the regeneration potion into your body."

Killian put down his sleeves, looked at the representatives whispering in front of him, and said with a confident smile:
"But Extremis Virus is different!"

"One injection! Valid for life!"

……

(End of this chapter)