Chapter 100 : X gene

 "A fourth wall break inside a fourth wall break, that's like sixteen walls!"

― Deadpool 

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One day passed quickly. Jude conducted various experiments on Deadpool, but the final result was, without exception, nothing special. However, a set of gene chains different from those of ordinary people was detected.

Observing the analysis report, Jude muttered to himself, "Is this the X gene? With this thing, ordinary people can become mutants and do interesting things."

According to Jude's understanding, mutants did not evolve naturally but were the result of external interference. This force that interferes with human evolution is the Celestial Group.

The Celestial Group, the earliest race born in the Marvel Universe, is known for its enormous size, with a height of three to four hundred meters, and their bodies wrapped in advanced mecha shells. Their true forms remain unseen.

The most reliable description of the Celestial Group is that they are high-energy life forms, composed of dark matter, dark energy, and the collision energy between positive and negative matter. They stand on the mountaintop, passing judgment on other races and conducting experiments on various planets.

Every so often, they return to the planet being tested, secretly observing the progress of the planet's civilization. If the progress meets their expectations, they consider the experiment successful and silently withdraw. However, if the development does not meet their expectations, the consequences are simple – destruction.

Jude preserved the truncated X gene chain for future experiments. When the new equipment is assembled, he plans to try creating a mutant version of the clone.

As for Deadpool, after a day of experimentation, Jude saw dissatisfaction and pain in his eyes. After all, their eyeballs were poached alive, their brains were directly extracted, and even the eggs were cut off. One would be very dissatisfied, even for 10 million dollars.

Looking at the row of Deadpool parts on the shelf, Jude nodded in satisfaction.

Observing the still-immobile Deadpool, Jude said, "Wade, don't look at me with those eyes; think about the 10 million dollars; you'll have a lot of money right away; you should be thankful."

"Well, to prevent you from running around, I will not let you out. Tomorrow, we will continue to experiment with consciousness and thinking. I must explore your thoughts in-depth to determine what I want to know."

After speaking, he snapped his fingers and said, "Freeze him to prevent him from running around."

As Jude reached the door, he stopped again, saying, "Forget it; leave him with a head; at least let his mouth speak; otherwise, he will be stunned."

A thawing ray hit Deadpool's head, and Jude laughed and said, "Thank me, Wade."

Leaving the basement, Jude noticed that it was already dark outside. The managers had already left work, and only the security guards remained.

"The laboratory light is still on, and the little spider hasn't left yet."

Because of the original promise, Peter Parker has always maintained regular working hours, but today he took the initiative to stay overtime, which is not surprising.

Jude pushed open the door of the laboratory and saw the little spider burying his head in a pile of parts, next to the assembled limbs of the armor.

"Peter, you are still working hard. The work attitude is worthy of recognition. If you continue like this, you will be able to catch up with me in a thousand years."

The little spider raised his head from the parts, covered with oily hands.

"Mr. Herbert, it's too difficult. Even with the design drawings, I still find it too complicated. Sorry, it took me a day to assemble these. You must be disappointed."

Jude walked to the refrigerator. Yes, his laboratory was unique. It had a refrigerator.

He opened the refrigerator door and asked, "What do you want to drink? I declare in advance that I don't have any juice here."

"Uh, instead of drinking at this time, you might as well teach me quickly; time is running out."

"Well, then I will decide for you; the rum is ready."

"Uh, brandy, at least made from grapes."

Jude took out a bottle of brandy and threw it over. "Next."

A spider thread shot out stuck the bottle accurately, and pulled it into the hand.

"Is there a cup? Mr. Herbert."

Jude unscrewed the lid of the vodka and gulped down half of the bottle.

"Hi, Peter, if it were in the eighteenth century, your request would be laughed at as an idiot, okay? By Man, like me."

After Jude finished speaking, he bore the remaining half of the bottle, and the little spider may have lost his energy at work. In a melancholy mood, he also learned from Jude to drink the half bottle directly. *Cough... Cough... Cough..."

In an instant, the little spider's tears almost burst out.

Jude laughed and slapped him on the back: "That's it, Peter; you finally have a man's spirit. Do you know why your girlfriend is always pried away by others? It's because you lack the man's spirit."

The little spider looked embarrassed. "Mr. Herbert, I didn't expect you to also know about the things between Mary Jane, Harry, and me."

"Of course, no one in the world knows. I am even more surprised that you can get along with the two of them calmly. Do you want to have a threesome?"

There was a look of disgust on Little Spider's face. "You are so sick, Mr. Herbert."

"Haha... So why? Are you bisexual? Don't Mary Jane and Harry want to give up?"

"Hey, I feel more sick!"

The two chatted for a while, but the little spider was soon drunk, and he was a naive kid.

Jude wanted to leave him in the laboratory, but just a few steps away, the phone rang, and the caller ID said, Aunt May.

After hesitating, Jude still connected.

"Hello madam, I'm Jude Herbert, Peter's boss."

The phone froze for a while, and then an old and kind voice said, "Hello, sir, what about Peter? Why doesn't he answer the phone?"

"Uh, he was drunk; he was a bit busy at work today, so we had some leisure time after getting off work. Let me know where the address is, and I'll take him home."

"Don't bother sir; let me pick him up."

Jude certainly couldn't let this nearly seventy-year-old lady run over in the middle of the night. After asking for the address, he carried the little spider in the car and went straight to the destination.===========================================================

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