"How many firefights have you had today?"

Coulson looked up at the sky, and the setting sun was staining the sky a blood-red red.

"Forty-seventh." Someone reported.

"In just one day, the Tianyan Society's strongholds around the world have been attacked so many times, and the fighting at night will be even more intense." Coulson shook his head.

Everyone wants to get the formula for the genetic potion, and with this thing, they can use mutants with confidence, which is a very understandable mentality.

Just like the ancient feudal dynasties, the emperor can tolerate the minister's lack of personal morality, greed for money, lust, etc., because the emperor needs to seize the handle of the minister, so that he can beat or even kill the minister at any time.

Many people are eager to get the formula of the genetic potion, and one reason is that they must first have a weapon to kill mutants before they can rest assured that they can accommodate mutants.

In the past, ordinary people were afraid and rejected mutants, in addition to worrying that they would be inexplicably harmed, they also worried that they would not be able to retaliate and be crushed all the time.

The upper echelons have also been acquiescing and even fueling the fire, because they themselves don't know how to deal with mutant talents.

But now that the opportunity has come, the strongest Donnie has taken away a lot of manpower, and the combat power of the Tianyan Society is unprecedentedly empty.

This is their best chance to get the potion and fool the mutants to stay.

It's a pity that this "emptiness" is always relative, and the power of the behemoth of the Tianyan Society is terrifying in an instant, and a large number of undead warriors poured out in batches and distributed to all parts of the world, fighting frantically with the invaders with blood for blood.

In the space of a month, hundreds of thousands of the most elite soldiers and many more unknown agents have died on Earth, and countless arms have been consumed, and artillery fire has been scattered.

"How's S.H.I.E.L.D. recruiting mutant staff?" Coulson scratched his head, touching his own hairline, which had moved up again.

"We are in progress, we are focusing on the students of Xavier School for the Gifted and Young, but a few children have come, and the older ones are reluctant to contact us."

"Professor X still won't meet with me?" Coulson sighed.

"Yes."

"Trouble, they're determined to leave." Coulson was helpless.

Generally speaking, the best group of mutants tend to be in Xavier School and Brotherhood, and others such as the Hellfire Club also contain a group of mutants with excellent combat power.

But these organizations have been wiped out by Donnie, and they have nothing to do.

"Director, aren't we going to do it? That's a genetic potion, as long as you have this thing......" The man was extremely excited.

Coulson's movements froze suddenly, and he turned his head to look at him with a somewhat frightening gaze.

The man was silent.

"Brock, this is not our plan, the Sky Eye will not be so simple." Coulson smiled back and said to him.

Coulson's brow furrowed deeply after Bullock left.

There was something strange inside S.H.I.E.L.D., which he had already been aware of, and he didn't even know who to trust. The secret investigation has been going on, and it is only necessary to seize the crucial evidence.

"Hopefully not as I thought it would be." Coulson's gaze was a little terrifying.

……

The fierce confrontation came to an abrupt end, and this clash between the Eye of the Sky and the unknown forces in the world stopped immediately after Donnie re-transmitted the news.

No one dared to move.

A large number of men in black began to act frequently, issuing symbolic documents of residence permits to mutants who passed the examination.

The whole earth shook, and when the fantasy became a reality, everything was like a dream.

A mutant walks out of their dwelling, or from a high-rise building, or a dilapidated house, or even a garbage dump, and there are special personnel to pick them up.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I don't really want to go." One mutant hesitated, didn't take the paper, and said with a frightened expression on his face.

"Are you sure, sir? I remind you out of my professional duty that there is only one opportunity, and if you miss this one, the doors of Cybertron will be closed to you forever. ”

"I'm sure...... I want to inject that kind of genetic medicine and become an ordinary person. ”

"Well, that's a pity, sir, and good luck." The man in black didn't talk nonsense, just put the documents into the suitcase, and then hurried to the next remote location.

Many remote and backward places need them to run. They are not worried about not being able to find anyone, not to mention the scientific and technological strength of the Tianyan Society, Professor X is also using a brainwave amplification device to observe, specifically guiding some people in black who can't find anyone no matter what.

It only takes the man in black to take the initiative to apply to his superiors.

Many mutants who originally applied for immigration eventually gave up for various reasons.

It has to be said that the overwhelming propaganda has played a huge role.

Only when you lose it, you will know how to cherish it, and this is the mentality of earthlings. Mutants with diverse and powerful abilities in the past, they only found disgust and headaches.

But now, even Donnie does not hesitate to build a planet, so much attention, then the upper echelons of the earth are naturally not stupid, and comprehensively assess the consequences of losing mutants.

A decrease in combat effectiveness is certain.

Unfortunately, their efforts were destined to have little effect, as the omega-class mutants that appeared at the moment were wiped out by Donnie.

Coupled with the professor's and Lao Wan's schools and fraternities, the most talented ones will also be packed and taken away by Donnie.

At this time, on the earth, groups of mutants gathered from all over the world, waiting anxiously.

The whole world watched in an eerie calm.

"It's a lot less than we estimated, only 71,752 people." Magneto looked at the bustling crowd, very dissatisfied, very angry.

"Why didn't they go, believing the ridiculous claims of the humans? How many years has this been, have they changed? Magneto said with an ugly face.

"No way, Eric, it's surprising that there are 700,000 people." Professor X is in a wheelchair with a flat face.

"Of a population of more than 10 million, only 700,000 people are willing to follow us......" Magneto sneered. He had some heartache, but it was only heartache.

When the time comes, his heart is fiercer than anyone else's.

Magneto flew into the sky and looked down at the crowd, familiar faces streaked across his eyes, Wolverine, Storm, Sabertooth Tiger, Demon Woman......

He lifted his head slightly, looking down even more into the distance.

These 700,000 people will be the seeds of mutants, and those who refuse to leave will continue to erode with this part of the earth.

When the genetic agent is spread out on a large scale and mixed with rainwater, food, and drinking water, the X gene in the life on earth will be weakened little by little, and the genetic sequence will be completely kicked out.

Mutants will be wiped out.

Downey's original promise is being fulfilled.

A huge vortex unfurled in front of the crowd, shimmering with a massive white-tinged passage connecting Earth and Cybertron.

Land bridge, opened.

Magneto took a deep breath and glanced down at his old partner, Professor X.

The professor nodded, and the voice sounded in the minds of the seven hundred thousand people present.

"You made the right choice, my fellow citizens, and time will tell you made the right choice."

"Maybe our past is not good, but we have the right to choose the future, and we have the ability to pursue a better future with our hands. My fellow citizens, you will be the seeds of a new life for mutants, and a new era has dawned. ”

"Welcome to the New World!"