I Have a Monster Farm

As soon as this thought appeared, it was as uncontrollable as a wild horse running wild.

He didn't have any malice towards Zhang Ziyu, on the contrary, he was very grateful, because he also guessed that Lorna's changes were most likely related to Zhang Ziyu.

It's just that he was grateful, he was equally curious, and understated how powerful Zhang Ziyu was when he used summons to defeat him.

Is it as powerful as the legendary fifth-level mutant Phoenix Girl?

After the loss of the X-Men and the Brotherhood of Mutants, the lack of information among mutants is unimaginable.

So, under this mentality, John's eyes began to emit a slight purple light, and he wanted to use his evolved perception ability to perceive his strength.

Then he saw a light, a light that was almost terrifying.

A painful scream came out uncontrollably, and John fell to the ground in an instant.

"John!"

Sonia grabbed him immediately, but John had already lost consciousness.

"Lorna, Zhang, what happened to John?!"

"Don't worry, he's fine, but he saw something he shouldn't see."

Exploration naturally couldn't escape Zhang Ziyu's perception, but he was too lazy to intervene and cover up.

Hearing what Zhang Ziyu said, everyone had different expressions and didn't know what to say, so they had to bring John in so that they could rest.

John's physical strength was extremely high, but he didn't fall asleep for a long time before recovering.

It's just that the sneaky look at Zhang Ziyu became more and more complicated, with awe and fear.

If it is said that before the evolution, he saw Zhang Ziyu only as an incomparably bright lamp.

Then, this time he watched, he faced a boundless sun.

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What happened to John was just a small episode. Seeing the battle between John and the ghost soldiers that day, many mutants' mentality had quietly changed.

Early the next morning, not long after Lorna got up, Clarice brought several changes and everyone found her.

"Is there something?"

"We all want to join the Spirit Snake Squad."

Clarice didn't have the timidity of yesterday, and her eyes were a little more determined.

"Want to become stronger?"

Lorna understood this look, and waifs who have experienced hardships will desperately grab the things that can protect themselves, even if it is just a small knife or half a pair of scissors.

Clarice is the child who has experienced suffering, so she also longs to have the power to protect herself.

"Yes, I want to control my mutant ability."

Lorna raised her mouth, glanced at everyone, and said, "Then all go to training. If the training reaches the standard, I will not be stingy to give you a reward."

There are quite a few people joining the Spirit Snake Squad. Apart from the original Brandy and Maria Jo, there are more than 20 new members, all of whom are mutants and have certain combat effectiveness.

For training them, Lorna will not do it herself, and the ghost soldiers will completely do it for them, allowing them to continuously develop their mutant abilities during the battle.

Mutated ability is not cultivation, and there is no need to gradually accumulate and become stronger in the initial stage.

As long as you master your mutant ability, you can increase your combat effectiveness in a short period of time, and developing it at a deeper level is another matter.

And under the hands of the Ghost Shadow Corps, apart from not really killing you, every battle gives people a sense of crisis, and it is not easy to make progress.

Coupled with the auxiliary training and Sonia, the advanced dreamer, the training effect will naturally be better.

On the other side, after John woke up, he was sent out and went directly to the Mexican border.

Since fighting is inevitable, except for a small number of people and combatants, other people need to be transferred out at a faster speed.

John went over in person to clear up the troubles, such as the gangsters who charged high smuggling fees, and those who were already ready to turn against each other, and those at both ends of the snake.

In the past, there were only a few mutants who had no ability to separate themselves and had strong power, and there was no way to fight.

But now, it's different.

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Prison No. 1, underground laboratory.

"The third batch of drug control, increase the dosage by 50%, and start."

The researchers were constantly operating in front of the computer screen, and not far from them were several mutants fixed on the test bench.

Their hands and feet were bound, and there were control rings around their necks that restricted the ability of mutants. Their bodies were completely fixed and unable to resist.

In fact, even if they wanted to resist, they couldn't do it.

Looking carefully, their eyesight gradually became slack, their expressions gradually became dull, and their mental state was not much better.

With the injection of the drug, their eyes gradually focused and their bodies began to tremble violently, and the test bench that fixed them was knocked and made a bang sound.

"ah!"

The roar came from the depths of their throats, and there was a refreshing feeling in the pain, and they were completely intoxicated by it.

This is a psychotropic drug for mutants, which strengthens the abilities of mutants, and at the same time makes them addicted to instinct, distracted, weakened, and gradually become obedient dogs.

"In the past five days, the mutant underground organization has triggered more than a dozen riots on the Mexican border. There are countless gunfire and gang annexation. There is already chaos over there."

Behind the huge French windows on the second floor of the laboratory, Dr. Sureas, Turner and Dr. Campbell are talking in the office.

The screams from downstairs did not move the three of them at all. Perhaps Turner had softened his heart a little on the first day.

But when he thought of the scene where many of his colleagues had their throats cut in front of them, he personally stifled any soft-heartedness.

"Do something at the Mexican border? It seems that they want to smuggle people out. This is clearing the way."

Dr. Campbell raised his eyebrows slightly, snorted nasally, and his tone was somewhat contemptuous.

"Do you know who's doing it? Lorna Dunn?"

"Lorna Dunn is not here, it is Thunderbird John, but there is not much specific information."

Turner looked at Dr. Campbell with a bit of dissatisfaction in his eyes: "Doctor, I want to remind you that if you continue to let this go, Polaris Lorna and Shadow Demon may flee to Mexico. At that time, all plans will be ruined, including the current one. The hounds hunt."

Seven days have passed since the press conference, and during the seven days, Turner and Sureas have hardly rested.

They are all waiting for revenge, but so far they have not seen Shadow Fiend and Polaris.

Moreover, even the layout of the entire No. 1 prison, they only knew a little bit.

This is completely different from the original conditions.

Campbell smiled and didn't care about Turner's attitude at all: "Do you think I'm using excuses to deceive you, just for experimentation?"

Turner didn't back down, and said bluntly: "I have reason to be so skeptical, and those hounds you have now are compared to that crazy woman in Polaris, huh!"

A cold snort was enough to explain his attitude.

These mutants weren't particularly powerful in the first place. Even if they were strengthened a bit now, according to Turner's opinion, they might not be able to deal with Lorna.

Campbell stood up to the glass window and looked down at the experiment below. He said proudly, "Mr. Turner, you have no idea where the Hound Project came from."

"Campbell, I'm not a scientist. Mystery is useless to me. I just want to know what to do next and whether I can get revenge."

Turner looked at Campbell very indifferently, as if you would turn your face if you didn't say anything.

Campbell's interest was interrupted, and his expression became a little more indifferent, but he still nodded: "Okay, then let you see the other arrangements." (End of this chapter)