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Chapter 87
chapter 0067 part 2
He looked at Tang Song, and the more he looked, the more the Asian resembled the vampires he had hanged with iron chains back then.
"I don't have that much money on me?!"
Magneto's words were practically squeezed out through gritted teeth. After saying this, Magneto felt a burning sensation on his face.
No money?! Tang Song looked at Magneto, blinking a few times, seemingly unable to believe it.
Come on, you are one of the two poles of the mutant world, one of the few Level 5 Mutants in the world, the leader of the Brotherhood of Mutants, the famous Magneto, and you don't have money? As if sensing the disbelief in Tang Song's gaze, Magneto turned his head to look at Sabretooth on the Sea Surface.
Uh, Tang Song could even see a blush spreading across Magneto's neck and ears.
Magneto really didn't have money, or rather, he did have money, but all of it was spent on the Brotherhood of Mutants and other Mutants.
Mutants divide their abilities into five levels, from lowest to highest: Epsilon, Delta, Gamma, Beta, Alpha.
Most Mutants' superpowers are the lowest Epsilon level. This first level of Mutants has significant flaws or purely monstrous appearances, making it difficult for them to integrate into society and live normally. Their abilities are also not strong. They account for about twenty percent of the mutant population.
Their abilities are truly hard to describe. For example, one Mutant's mutant ability is to control the temperature of farts. Who knows what use that ability has?
Delta-level Mutants are basically only slightly stronger than Epsilon-level in terms of strength.
As Mutants of the second strength level, Delta-level Mutants account for over fifty percent of the total mutant population. This group is also the most common Mutant group within the mutant race.
However, despite being the most numerous and almost all having normal human appearances,
This level of Mutants is weaker in strength, basically at the level of a Weakling. In combat, they are what we commonly call Cannon Fodder.
Magneto is an extremely conflicted person. As a Jew, he suffered greatly from Fascist persecution in his youth. His family was killed, and his mother was murdered in front of him.
Logically, he should intensely hate Fascists and the theories of the little mustache guy, but perhaps he was brainwashed by the Black King.
The Brotherhood of Mutants that Magneto is currently developing is almost a direct copy of the little mustache guy's ideology, describing Mutants as a noble race, pioneers of humanity's future evolution, and fantasizing about establishing a kingdom ruled by Mutants.
However, it must be said that for those he considers his own kind, Magneto truly treats everyone equally and spends a lot of money helping weaker Mutants.
It's just that the number of Mutants is simply too large.
This is different from Professor X running a school; Magneto genuinely spends money like water, constantly running at a deficit. Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought of relying on betting on soccer games to turn things around.
It's just that the German Team is still not very friendly to him, a Jew, just like the Nazis back then.
Uh, you mention robbery. For someone like Magneto, who is almost a moral purist, he is skilled at opposing the government, kidnapping the president, or killing a Councillor. But robbery is something he just can't bring himself to do.
He is buying firearms from Tang Song with the intention of arming a group of low-level Mutants.
Originally, the members of the Brotherhood of Mutants were powerful Mutants of Gamma level or higher.
It's just that Gamma-level Mutants are not numerous to begin with, and there's Professor X who has been opposing him.
After all, Professor X's ability to find newly awakened Mutants is simply too convenient.
Lack of manpower has always been the shackles restricting the development of the Brotherhood of Mutants. However, Tang Song's words opened a new door for Magneto.
A group of Epsilon Mutants armed with AKs might not be less lethal than Gamma-level Mutants.
It's just this money... Controlling the iron anchor and carrying Sabretooth back to the Deck, Magneto's eyes were somewhat unfocused. "Uh, installments are possible!"
Looking at Magneto, who had turned his face away and was looking at the Sea, Tang Song suddenly had the illusion that he was bullying an old man. He thought for a moment and blurted out a sentence.
Hearing this, Magneto turned back and looked at Tang Song.
"How about this, I trust Mr. Erik's credit. Tell me an address, and I'll have someone deliver the goods first! Mr. Erik can just transfer the money to my account whenever you have it!"
Tang Song smoked his cigar, looking at Magneto, somewhat puzzled as to why someone with the ability to control metal would be short on money.
He couldn't help but remind him, "Mr. Erik, have you heard of Golden Demon Valley?"
Magneto was stunned for a moment. Seeing the confusion on his face, he clearly hadn't heard of this place.
Tang Song rested the carrot-thick cigar on the ashtray and explained to Magneto:
"Golden Demon Valley, in British Columbia, is the world's largest river gold deposit.
Every year, many gold prospectors go to this Valley to pan for gold. Although the environment there is very harsh, many people find gold and get rich every year!
Not just Golden Demon Valley, every year in the Bering Strait, gold dredgers go out to mine gold. They can collect dozens of pounds of gold in one cycle!"
When Tang Song finished speaking, Magneto also understood what Tang Song was trying to convey. Magneto's eyes lit up. His ability to control metal made controlling metal as easy as turning his hand.
In his youth, he could rely on his ability to pull out an entire underground metal vein, but he had never thought about gold.
"I also have two medium-short range missile launchers here, carrying six warheads. If Mr. Erik is interested, I also support gold payment here!"
Tang Song looked at Magneto's eyes as if looking at a big sucker, no, a big customer. He reached out and took a few more pictures from the Bodyguard beside him.
.........
Roar! After Sabretooth returned to the Deck on the iron anchor, he roared and charged at Hawkeye without a word.
Clearly, being soaked in the sea water was too unpleasant. Sabretooth's rage had reached its peak, chasing Hawkeye all the way from the bottom of the Ship Cabin to the top floor.
Hawkeye used his rope arrow to swing down from the top of the nine-story Passenger Ship, and Sabretooth leaped down directly.
Falling from a height of dozens of meters, Sabretooth was only dizzy for about ten seconds before getting up full of vigor and continuing to chase Hawkeye.
A marksman and a Blood Cow. The two chased and fled. Soon, Hawkeye ran out of arrows in his quiver. He could only rely on the terrain to evade Sabretooth's pursuit.
In terms of close combat and killing ability, Hawkeye considered himself not inferior to Sabretooth, but Sabretooth's undying body was simply too disgusting, perfectly illustrating what one force overcomes ten skills meant.
Sabretooth could let Hawkeye stab him ten or twenty times, but Hawkeye didn't dare let Sabretooth grab him even once.
Sabretooth jumped from the top floor, and half of his body was almost cut in half by the trap Hawkeye had set.
But even with such injuries, it only delayed Sabretooth for about ten minutes.
Tang Song watched Sabretooth's super healing mutant ability, took a deep puff of his cigar, looked at Sabretooth, and his eyes flickered.
"Mr. Erik, look at him?"
Tang Song pointed at Hawkeye with his cigar, then pointed at his mobile phone.
He looked at Tang Song, and the more he looked, the more the Asian resembled the vampires he had hanged with iron chains back then.
"I don't have that much money on me?!"
Magneto's words were practically squeezed out through gritted teeth. After saying this, Magneto felt a burning sensation on his face.
No money?! Tang Song looked at Magneto, blinking a few times, seemingly unable to believe it.
Come on, you are one of the two poles of the mutant world, one of the few Level 5 Mutants in the world, the leader of the Brotherhood of Mutants, the famous Magneto, and you don't have money? As if sensing the disbelief in Tang Song's gaze, Magneto turned his head to look at Sabretooth on the Sea Surface.
Uh, Tang Song could even see a blush spreading across Magneto's neck and ears.
Magneto really didn't have money, or rather, he did have money, but all of it was spent on the Brotherhood of Mutants and other Mutants.
Mutants divide their abilities into five levels, from lowest to highest: Epsilon, Delta, Gamma, Beta, Alpha.
Most Mutants' superpowers are the lowest Epsilon level. This first level of Mutants has significant flaws or purely monstrous appearances, making it difficult for them to integrate into society and live normally. Their abilities are also not strong. They account for about twenty percent of the mutant population.
Their abilities are truly hard to describe. For example, one Mutant's mutant ability is to control the temperature of farts. Who knows what use that ability has?
Delta-level Mutants are basically only slightly stronger than Epsilon-level in terms of strength.
As Mutants of the second strength level, Delta-level Mutants account for over fifty percent of the total mutant population. This group is also the most common Mutant group within the mutant race.
However, despite being the most numerous and almost all having normal human appearances,
This level of Mutants is weaker in strength, basically at the level of a Weakling. In combat, they are what we commonly call Cannon Fodder.
Magneto is an extremely conflicted person. As a Jew, he suffered greatly from Fascist persecution in his youth. His family was killed, and his mother was murdered in front of him.
Logically, he should intensely hate Fascists and the theories of the little mustache guy, but perhaps he was brainwashed by the Black King.
The Brotherhood of Mutants that Magneto is currently developing is almost a direct copy of the little mustache guy's ideology, describing Mutants as a noble race, pioneers of humanity's future evolution, and fantasizing about establishing a kingdom ruled by Mutants.
However, it must be said that for those he considers his own kind, Magneto truly treats everyone equally and spends a lot of money helping weaker Mutants.
It's just that the number of Mutants is simply too large.
This is different from Professor X running a school; Magneto genuinely spends money like water, constantly running at a deficit. Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought of relying on betting on soccer games to turn things around.
It's just that the German Team is still not very friendly to him, a Jew, just like the Nazis back then.
Uh, you mention robbery. For someone like Magneto, who is almost a moral purist, he is skilled at opposing the government, kidnapping the president, or killing a Councillor. But robbery is something he just can't bring himself to do.
He is buying firearms from Tang Song with the intention of arming a group of low-level Mutants.
Originally, the members of the Brotherhood of Mutants were powerful Mutants of Gamma level or higher.
It's just that Gamma-level Mutants are not numerous to begin with, and there's Professor X who has been opposing him.
After all, Professor X's ability to find newly awakened Mutants is simply too convenient.
Lack of manpower has always been the shackles restricting the development of the Brotherhood of Mutants. However, Tang Song's words opened a new door for Magneto.
A group of Epsilon Mutants armed with AKs might not be less lethal than Gamma-level Mutants.
It's just this money... Controlling the iron anchor and carrying Sabretooth back to the Deck, Magneto's eyes were somewhat unfocused. "Uh, installments are possible!"
Looking at Magneto, who had turned his face away and was looking at the Sea, Tang Song suddenly had the illusion that he was bullying an old man. He thought for a moment and blurted out a sentence.
Hearing this, Magneto turned back and looked at Tang Song.
"How about this, I trust Mr. Erik's credit. Tell me an address, and I'll have someone deliver the goods first! Mr. Erik can just transfer the money to my account whenever you have it!"
Tang Song smoked his cigar, looking at Magneto, somewhat puzzled as to why someone with the ability to control metal would be short on money.
He couldn't help but remind him, "Mr. Erik, have you heard of Golden Demon Valley?"
Magneto was stunned for a moment. Seeing the confusion on his face, he clearly hadn't heard of this place.
Tang Song rested the carrot-thick cigar on the ashtray and explained to Magneto:
"Golden Demon Valley, in British Columbia, is the world's largest river gold deposit.
Every year, many gold prospectors go to this Valley to pan for gold. Although the environment there is very harsh, many people find gold and get rich every year!
Not just Golden Demon Valley, every year in the Bering Strait, gold dredgers go out to mine gold. They can collect dozens of pounds of gold in one cycle!"
When Tang Song finished speaking, Magneto also understood what Tang Song was trying to convey. Magneto's eyes lit up. His ability to control metal made controlling metal as easy as turning his hand.
In his youth, he could rely on his ability to pull out an entire underground metal vein, but he had never thought about gold.
"I also have two medium-short range missile launchers here, carrying six warheads. If Mr. Erik is interested, I also support gold payment here!"
Tang Song looked at Magneto's eyes as if looking at a big sucker, no, a big customer. He reached out and took a few more pictures from the Bodyguard beside him.
.........
Roar! After Sabretooth returned to the Deck on the iron anchor, he roared and charged at Hawkeye without a word.
Clearly, being soaked in the sea water was too unpleasant. Sabretooth's rage had reached its peak, chasing Hawkeye all the way from the bottom of the Ship Cabin to the top floor.
Hawkeye used his rope arrow to swing down from the top of the nine-story Passenger Ship, and Sabretooth leaped down directly.
Falling from a height of dozens of meters, Sabretooth was only dizzy for about ten seconds before getting up full of vigor and continuing to chase Hawkeye.
A marksman and a Blood Cow. The two chased and fled. Soon, Hawkeye ran out of arrows in his quiver. He could only rely on the terrain to evade Sabretooth's pursuit.
In terms of close combat and killing ability, Hawkeye considered himself not inferior to Sabretooth, but Sabretooth's undying body was simply too disgusting, perfectly illustrating what one force overcomes ten skills meant.
Sabretooth could let Hawkeye stab him ten or twenty times, but Hawkeye didn't dare let Sabretooth grab him even once.
Sabretooth jumped from the top floor, and half of his body was almost cut in half by the trap Hawkeye had set.
But even with such injuries, it only delayed Sabretooth for about ten minutes.
Tang Song watched Sabretooth's super healing mutant ability, took a deep puff of his cigar, looked at Sabretooth, and his eyes flickered.
"Mr. Erik, look at him?"
Tang Song pointed at Hawkeye with his cigar, then pointed at his mobile phone.
