Chapter 855: Don’t push me. If you push me hard, I will just blow myself up...
Although Thomson's abilities caused some commotion.
But fortunately, there was an emergency plan, and this embarrassing situation was eventually successfully resolved.
With the help of a professional medical team, Thomson only rolled his eyes and twitched on the ground for a few minutes. After he calmed down, he quickly mastered the switch of his mutant abilities.
According to the medical team's inference and Fang Mo's analysis.
They quickly came to a unanimous conclusion.
That is this young man named Thomson...he has awakened an ability to control part of the brain plexus.
In principle.
Probably releasing some kind of neural electrical signal.
Through physical contact, this bioelectric current will stimulate the cerebral cortex and related receptors, forcing the brain to secrete a large amount of happy neurotransmitters...that is, dopamine, thereby giving the human body a strong sense of pleasure.
To put it simply.
Thomson's mutant ability is a sense of control.
After Fang Mo realized this, he immediately gave the other person a title... called Brother Shuang.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, his ability is still very subtle, and it is very easy to go astray. For example, his brother named Gis, there is obviously something wrong with the way he looks at him now. It is a kind of impulse, exploration, and desire.
Even a terrifying look of dissatisfaction.
So we can’t go into too much detail on this aspect, right?
All I can say is that I understand everything.
"..."
Of course Thomson may also know this.
He understood that there was already a sadly thick barrier between himself and his brother.
The only fortunate thing is that he can still control the switch of this ability by himself, at least he won't make anyone who comes in contact with him faint from the pleasure.
But even so.
His abilities are still very intriguing.
After all, Keith also said before that Thomson's ability is much more enjoyable than flying leaves.
In other words, if he just goes to an underground bar and shakes hands for a fee, the money he makes in one night is enough for an ordinary person to live for several months. Even if he is willing to form a gang, he can make enough money in just a short period of time.
Pull up a bunch of classic American street gangsters.
Imagine their gang benefits…
Countless burly men rushed over to kiss the leader, then rolled their eyes and twitched with pleasure.
Not to mention the local gangsters in the X-Men world.
The Kingpin next door was frightened when he saw it.
But how to say it?
You must know that the purpose of this current interview is to gain momentum for mutants.
The top management of the Magnesium country would definitely not allow any negative news to spread, so soon, these politicians started to perform their superb skills on the spot.
I saw them start to argue seriously.
First they praised Thomson's ability, and then when everyone was confused, they began to vividly explain the wonderful uses of each other's abilities.
And according to what they said.
Thomson's ability is simply praised to the heavens.
A certain fat and bloated congressman gave examples seriously, saying that his ability could be used to treat depression, provide care for people with suicidal tendencies, or provide psychological counseling.
Another congressman said.
This capability is well worth in-depth development.
If he can master its core principles, then Thomson may be hired by a medical institution with a high salary.
It can be used to overcome problems such as apathy and post-war traumatic stress syndrome. Even if it is not addictive, its ability can also be used to replace medical analgesics. In short, the overall prospects are very good.
It's a mutant ability that can benefit the entire world.
After all, he is an old man playing politics.
These MPs didn't even blink as they spoke.
This vow was quite convincing. Not to mention the people from the Magnesium country below, even Thomson himself seemed to believe it.
It turns out that my abilities are not vulgar.
Instead, is it a beautiful ability that can benefit the entire world?
"Fuck, you're laughing so hard."
However, Fang Mo's attitude was completely different from others. He almost laughed out loud at this moment: "...dedicate cannabis to the American world, right?"
"Can you just stop causing trouble?"
Eric next to him couldn't help but lift his forehead when he heard this.
Anyway, after some sophistry, this farce-like episode has come to an end.
The onlookers present were not frightened by this. It would be better to say that these unconstrained and strange abilities aroused their curiosity and made them want to try it.
And under the expectations and cheers of everyone.
This interview about mutants can be considered a very successful conclusion.
It's just worth mentioning that after the interview ended, the three young people who had been injected with the awakening potion were retained by the scientific research institution. Among them, their physical fitness was improved, and the flying mutant just did some routine tests, and then smoked
After a few tubes of blood, they were allowed to leave.
As for that cool guy named Thomson...
The congressmen didn't say anything, but they seemed to be very interested in his abilities.
Considering that people in the United States have always had a lot of fun, Fang Mo did not stay at the venue anymore. He left quickly after saying hello to the president, but Eric was left behind by Fang Mo.
, this is not because of Brother Shuang, but because he wants to discuss things about the power plant with that group of people.
Raise your hand to draw a square portal.
Fang Mo stepped in and returned to Xavier College in an instant.
As the surrounding scene changed, he had already arrived near a flower bed in the college, and happened to see Charles seeing off a group of reporters who came to interview him.
"Um?"
Charles turned around and noticed Fang Mo appearing out of thin air: "Are you back from the interview?"
"Yeah, I'm back from fooling around."
Fang Mo nodded and looked at the surrounding environment with dissatisfaction. The positioning of his portal was still a bit off. He originally wanted to anchor his room, but ended up running to the playground inexplicably.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Where is Eric?"
Charles looked around and seemed to see no sign of his good friend.
"He went to participate in the banquet of senior MPs."
Hearing this, Fang Mo immediately spread his hands: "Isn't he about to take office as the deputy minister of energy? So he has to accept the unspoken rules of the Magnesium country's political circles. He has to open up a fight, and then everyone can be honest with each other on the island.
…Instead of reaching a consensus together on politics, it is better to become accomplices together on ethics.”
"……What?"
Charles was stunned when he heard this.
"This is the price of power."
Fang Mo shrugged nonchalantly, and then began to look around the surroundings: "Where are the others? Why is the college so quiet today?"
"Pietro took the group of students to purchase supplies. Logan was a little worried, so he followed him." Charles heard this and explained: "As for Hank, he has an interview about the heroic deeds of mutants, but it needs
He has to go to the TV station in person, so he won’t be here for the time being. By the way, there is also Ruiwen..."
Speaking of which.
Charles' expression was also a little subtle: "Riven... seems to be going to spread some incriminating evidence."
"Spreading incriminating evidence?"
Fang Mo was a little surprised when he heard this: "What kind of evidence are you spreading?"
"Bolivar."
Charles also obviously had a headache. He sighed and said, "I don't know what Raven saw, but she seems to hate Bolivar..."
"Oh, that guy is indeed not a good person."
Fang Mo nodded when he heard this: "Anyway, the overall situation has been decided. If she likes it, just let her do it."
"But she..."
"Okay Charles."
Before Charles could finish speaking, Fang Mo interrupted him directly: "I know that you are too conceited and have a strong desire to dominate. This is indeed a common problem among people with psychic abilities... But Ruiwen is already a
Now that she's an adult, you can either brainwash her into being your big toy, or you can respect her thoughts as a human being and don't be too lenient."
"……All right."
Charles opened his mouth when he heard this, but in the end he smiled bitterly and nodded.
"I estimate that the future should have been changed by now, so I will return the memory to you tonight." Seeing Charles nodded, Fang Mo continued: "I guess you will..."
However, the words have not yet been finished.
Fang Mo's shadow suddenly surged like water waves, and then a little black cat jumped out, raised its head and shouted at Fang Mo: "Chi! Chi Chi Chi!"
"Um?"
Hearing this voice, Fang Mo also lowered his head and glanced at the other party: "...What are you talking about?"
"Chichi! Chichichi!"
The little thing here let out a series of meows again.
"Mayuling and the others seem to be in trouble?"
This time Fang Mo understood what Shoggoth said, and his whole face suddenly darkened: "The bank's cash transport truck was bombed, and then the money flew all over the sky? No... Could these fools be robbing the bank?
Alright?"
"Who robbed the bank?"
Charles next to him was stunned when he heard this: "Your creations? I remember they just said they wanted to eat some desserts. Didn't you prepare money for them?"
"No, are they sick?"
Hearing this, Fang Mo also obviously had a headache: "I have a fucking mountain of gold nuggets... Forget it, I'll go over and take a look first."
"Do you need my help?"
Seeing this, Charles also asked.
"It shouldn't be necessary. If they really bothered with it, the planet would be gone long ago. They're probably just joking."
Fang Mo shook his head, then closed his eyes and sensed the spatial anchor point in his mind: "Anyway, I'll go over and take a look first..."
Since each of Fang Mo's weapons is mixed with ender metal and has soul-binding characteristics, Fang Mo can accurately sense their existence no matter how far away these weapons are from him. As long as they pass through the anchor
Click to activate Brown's magic, and he can instantly land in front of any weapon, feeling quite like a flying thunder god.
And along with Fang Mo's thoughts, there was a slight movement.
Soon, he appeared on a strange street somewhere.
Fang Mo looked around and realized that this was probably just an ordinary street in New York City.
There were some retro old-fashioned buildings on both sides of the road, which seemed to be quite prosperous. Fang Mo saw a lot of shops selling things, and there seemed to be dessert shops and cafes. It felt like it should be a place where women often go shopping.
But it's obviously quite prosperous.
But now there are no traces of pedestrians on this street.
Because right in the middle of this street, a huge crater that was emitting blue smoke actually appeared. Huge cracks spread along the crater, almost covering the entire street.
Then a lot of cars were turned over on the street. Of course, all the people had run away. The most obvious one was a cash transport truck, which was divided into two halves in the middle. The first half was thrown hundreds of meters away.
somewhere else, and then the carriage was inserted upside down into the crater.
With the strong wind blowing.
Countless dollar bills were blown everywhere.
"this……"
Fang Mo was stunned when he saw this scene, and subconsciously looked into the pit.
This is the result.
Just in time for him to see the group of demons dancing wildly.
The young girl with a leaden watermelon head was standing in the center of the pit, holding an arm in her hand.
Of course, the owner of this arm has completely disappeared, and the arm itself has been twisted like a twist, with blood dripping out.
As for the place not far next to her.
A cold-looking black-haired girl with cat ears was squatting in front of several inhuman figures, poking each other's chests with her hands.
Of course, this is not a little girl's game. You must know that her body is a sickle, so every time she pokes, her fingers will sink deeply into the opponent's chest, which will naturally cause a series of screams.
As for the other sword girls.
He was picking up dollar bills everywhere that were blown away by the strong wind.
"Um?"
Probably sensing something, Ma Yuling suddenly twitched her ears, then subconsciously turned her head and glanced, and immediately saw Fang Mo's figure: "Old...Boss..."
"Hey? Boss?"
Levatin, who was bending down to pick up money next to him, raised his head when he heard this and hid the wad of money in his hand behind his back: "You...why are you still here?"
"What the hell..."
Fang Mo went numb when he saw this. He held it in for a long time before he couldn't help but say: "No, are you really robbing me?"
"ah?"
However, after he said this, the large group of weapons were stunned: "Rob? Rob what?"
Levatin and Tesis looked at each other in bewilderment. Shi Zhenxiang scratched his head in confusion. Even the living scythe looked up at Fang Mo with some confusion. Tiangong Gong also had a confused look on his face.
All the weapons seemed to be incapable of being controlled by Fang Mo's words.
"Although my camp is Chaos Evil, can we do such a shameless thing..."
"Wait a minute, boss."
At the critical moment, little Mayuling here was the one with the fastest brain. Of course, it was also possible that she had been with Fang Mo for the longest time. She realized what Fang Mo was thinking in an instant, so she quickly raised her little hand.
Said: "Boss, please listen to my explanation, we did not rob a bank!"
"Huh? Rob a bank?"
It was only then that Tiangang Gong reacted belatedly, blinked in confusion, and subconsciously asked the star-swallowing shovel next to him: "...Did the master misunderstand that we robbed the bank?"
"It seems so."
The girl with long colorful hair was chewing something in her mouth and nodded when she heard the words.