Superman in Marvel - Chapter 7
Chapter 7 Unexpected Eavesdropping
President watched the silence, the agents watched in tears, and after Clark’s new capabilities were announced, the crisis of the aliens became more serious. In this way, everything can’t be hidden from the aliens, how can it keep them in need time is quickly divided?
In the end, the General of the Ministry of Defense couldn’t sit still. In this way, the aliens who became more and more dangerous every day must strengthen their management.
“Put him in handcuffs and fetters to prevent him from doing dangerous things.”
The order was delivered to the SHIELD director by the President.
Nick thought: Does Target One will cooperate? You should know that the other party killed the surviving companions because of his anger, but when the order came over the phone, Clark had overheard it.
Since knowing that Clark has perspective eyes, all agents are uncomfortable, and when they work, they feel a pair of eyes staring at them from behind, making them shudder. They even thought about why the aliens weren’t dealt with, and this voyeurism was useless.
Nick looked at Clark sitting on the screen, looking motionlessly towards the wall, and he mourned for his colleagues in that direction. If you bear with it again, you will definitely find a way to turn off his perspective.
Male agents are not bad, and some female agents are dying with embarrassment. They are agents and not strippers. Many female agents want to apply for transfers or holidays.
But Nick doesn’t allow one, so what’s the matter of being looked at? And he believed that Clark wouldn’t really be impolite to keep peeking at female agents.
A few days later, Coulson pushed into the room with a heavy trolley: “You already know why I came?”
“Quiet. Now that the New York team is two goals behind, it is already the last game. If the New York team loses, this season will not be in the Super Bowl.”
…
He seems to be talking about football, but the stadium is in the suburbs, and their SHIELD branch is in the city center.
Director Nick immediately opened the TV broadcast, and it was exactly the same as Clark said, oh god, can he see through half the city to see the suburban games?
Coulson, who knew the truth, was stunned: “Is your eye given by God?”
“Sorry, it was given by my genetics.” Clark stood up as he said, “If you want to wear me a load, hurry up and don’t disturb me to watch the game.” He raised his arms and motioned to them wear.
Refreshing the three Views again and again made the agents feel horrible, but the scientists finally overcome the horror and became very interested in Clark’s ability. So scientific research continued after a week, and now it’s mainly testing Clark’s superpowers.
A new Ph.D. scientist, very young, with spectacles, but faintly the leader of the entire research team: “Hello, my name is Dr. Hank McCoy, the research team leader, you can Call me Hank.”
“We’re here to study your superpowers.”
At this point Clark had put on a total weight of 500 kilograms and sat on the ground because the chairs couldn’t support the pair of weights, mainly handcuffs and shackles, and a diamond hoop around his neck. The iron chain was thicker than the child’s arm, but Clark looked relaxed: “How do you test?”
“I want to know how far your eyes can see. Can you see how many people are in the President’s office now?” Hank McCoy was humorous.
“I can’t see it,” Clark answered silently.
Sure enough, there are limits to superpowers. When Hank made his judgement on Clark, he heard Clark saying, “But I can hear that now there is the Minister of Justice and their assistants in the President’s room. They are discussing thing called “Mutant Registration Act”, it’s not bad. Wait, there’s a gunshot, as if someone is attacking the President’s office. Cool, it seems that this is a mutant, capable of teleporting, fast, bodyguards are scared, their bullets can’t hit the enemy, oh terrible.”
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Listen to the live broadcast,
Hank is stunned. He is a mutant. He works in the CIA and is also part of the X-Men. The X-Men and the SHIELD have been in touch. Because Clark’s superpowers were indeed similar to mutants, Director Nick contacted Professor X and asked him to send someone to assist SHIELD in studying aliens.
Unexpectedly, there was a mutant invasion incident in the White House far away in Washington today, which was just caught by Clark’s super hearing, so he started a live commentary, shocked both Hank and Nick.
Real or fake? Naturally, it was true that Director Nick contacted the SHIELD agents in the White House to confirm that all Clark said was true. The invaders were mutants with teleport ability. Soon, even bullets could be avoided.
Everyone found that their alien capabilities were once again underestimated, but this is not the time to say, because the president’s safety must be ensured.
This is definitely more powerful than the mutants. Hank thought that he could hear what was happening in the White House thousands of kilometers away from Washington and New York, and that he could distinguish all kinds of details. It was a magical skill.
Hank suddenly discovered that he might not be able to study Clark, this ability is beyond the scope of the mutant.
The president is okay, because this mutant is only here to preach, not to assassinate the President.
‘Mutants are free’, leaving a sentence like this, the mutants gave up assassination of the President and appeared outside the White House in a teleportation, disappearing in front of many bodyguards.
“It’s amazing. Among the hundreds of bodyguards, they can retreat. No wonder the President has to let the mutants register their real names.”
“Well, the assassin has already run away, we can continue to study, what else do you want to know?”
No mood, Hank, but X-Men, mutants assassination of the President, such a big thing, will definitely cause a huge storm, Maybe a new wave of anti-mutants is coming.
“You’re nervous, your heart is racing, and you’re a mutant, too.” Clark told Hank’s secret.
“Yes, I am also a mutant, but I am not the same as the mutant who assassinated the President.” Hank said that he was a gentle mutant.
“Then you can ask me to help you, maybe I can immediately find out the culprit in this matter.”
“Can you really do it?”
“Of course, I can monitor the sound waves and channels of the whole earth. You should have a little confidence in me, an alien,” Clark laughed. “Let’s start now.”
Clark, the traverser, is definitely using Superman’s abilities to the highest level and constantly checking for the existence of omissions. He is an Unjust Superman, but not the original innocent and big American scout.
But half a minute, Clark laughed: “It’s found, Colonel William Stryker, and it looks like he hates mutants.”
Found it so quickly?
“Really?” Hank blurted out, doubting Clark’s ability.
“When I get him back, you can confirm for yourself.”
“Catch it back …” Before Hank understood what Clark meant, he saw Clark wearing the five hundred kilograms of shackles with his feet off the ground and lost his voice for a while.
“Don’t get me wrong. I don’t sympathize with mutants. I just hate conspirators.” Clark turned, pierced the wall, and lost sight of the agent’s disappointed eyes instantly.
There is only one idea in everyone’s mind. Is this fucking alien teasing them? It can fly and break through a few meters of concrete wall, but stays in the room, isn’t it just to play with them, or Clark can leave the surveillance at any time.