Chapter 704 Mutant Rescue Station

The abilities of most mutants can always be used, but the information was not made public before, and the employers did not know what abilities they had, and they had no way to find a job.

There are still some strange abilities that the agents can't think of because they have a lot of brains. SHIELD will provide them with daily necessities equivalent to 400 US dollars every month. It is definitely the most convenient way to pay directly.

But don’t overestimate their quality. Their education level is very low and they have no means of earning a living. It is nothing new to get money to gamble, buy washing powder, buy weapons, and then rob on the streets.

Daisy's solution is to provide corresponding living supplies. Anyway, S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra control many enterprises, so there is no pressure to allocate supplies, which saves money and looks better.

Given four banknotes and two large bags of food, the visual impact is different.

Love potatoes? First, I will transport 5,000 tons for you to eat.

There must be ordinary citizens who took advantage of it. Daisy saw a big white fat man calling himself a mutant at the top of his voice. His purpose was to get free Coke.

She nodded lightly to her agent, and let him take away the fat house happy water!

Many things happen subtly. When ordinary people feel that they can take advantage of becoming mutants, they will not be so hostile to mutants. After all, no one except Red Skull will have trouble with money these days.

A bottle of Coke and two hamburgers are nothing to the wealthy S.H.I.E.L.D., but it may reduce a guy who is hostile to mutants.

Bit by bit, the effect is very small. Once the scale is formed, it will be somewhat improved.

The greed of the people is properly guided, and it will be used by her.

"You are very rich, ask your people to bring me an LV bag. I am also a very poor mutant." Lingdie wore a mask and walked to her side, expressing that she was here to receive the subsidy.

Daisy glanced at her from the corner of her eye, are you shameless! But she does have face, she wears a mask...

"Get her a fake one!"

"I want fake ones too!"

Lingdie works three jobs a month, and is a well-established high-income group. Of course, she is not looking for her to get a bag, but Director Dai has given her a new task.

"James Nicola Bradley? Dr. Scourge, what a strange name." Looking at the information she gave, Lingdie didn't have any impression of this person, so he shouldn't be a famous mutant.

Daisy only found out about this person when she was looking through Hydra's records.

This man was born in 1906 and is now over 100 years old, but his photos show that this man looks like a middle-aged man.

Dr. Bradley is an outstanding scientist who participated in World War II and spared no effort to hunt down the Nazis after the war. Hydra once obtained part of his blood, and it is speculated that his ability is self-evolution.

The stronger the mutant gene, the stronger his immunity, and the longer his lifespan. Originally, he was only at the level of an ordinary person, but now his intelligence has reached an extremely high level.

Let him live for thousands of years, maybe he can reshape the universe when he comes out.

In short, it is a very rare ability, and it can be regarded as an untimely ability. He was born too late.

The whole world has entered the fast lane, and there is no time to wait for him to 'self-evolve'.

"Give him the S.H.I.E.L.D. invitation. Tell him I'm not interested in his slow-moving mutant gene, but his mind and scientific literacy."

It took a hundred years of evolution to reach the level of a top human athlete. She couldn't afford to wait for this evolution speed. The super soldier serum was much faster than him.

But it would be wrong to say that this gene has no merit at all, after all, it has great potential.

Daisy went to several rescue sites after sending away the desperately demanding money-loving spirit butterfly. There were positive mutants who were willing to work and wanted to live a normal life, and naturally there were also non-active mutants. They like to receive subsistence allowances. On the other hand, they are extremely wary of the military and ordinary people. Now only three of the ten people who receive subsidies are mutants.

The rest are ordinary people.

There are mutants here who don't dare to show up and ask their relatives and friends to come out to collect supplies, and there are also ordinary citizens who take advantage of it.

Of course there are also some weird guys who don't care what other people think.

"Uh... help me quickly! I'm starving to death, I'm a mutant! If you leave me alone, I'll sell my organs!" Wearing a red and black battle suit, with two knives on his back, and a pistol on his leg , Deadpool, who was full of aura, hugged Thunderbird's thigh and didn't let go.

The violent struggle and dragging made Thunderbird's pants dirty and messy, and Deadpool's combat uniform was even covered with mud, but he had no shame at all.

Thunderbird is honest and honest, but he is not a fool either. This thigh-hugging fellow is well-equipped and smells like gunpowder smoke all over his body. No matter how poor he is, this kind of person will never go hungry.

The position of being hugged on the thigh is really indecent, he struggled hard, Deadpool was like a brown candy, he would not let go if he found an honest person, and yelled that if he didn't give him relief, he would sell his organs.

Thunderbird's strength was stronger than Deadpool's, but the other party's hug was too tight, and he couldn't use his strength. There was a moment of stalemate, and a young mutant girl who saw this scene not far away couldn't help but laugh.

"Mr. Wade, there is your information in S.H.I.E.L.D. Your organs are full of cancer cells, right? Don't try to deceive us." Thunderbird is a very responsible person, he feels that Daisy entrusted the task to himself , he should do a good job himself, and he even has a sense of sacredness if he can help the poor mutants.

In my heart, I despise Deadpool's practice of looting supplies.

"I don't care! I want it, I want it!" Deadpool acted as a human pendant and was dragged by the Thunderbird for tens of meters. He kept rolling halfway, and when he turned around, his movements were a little too big, and a samurai sword flew towards the crowd , Thunderbird was startled. Fortunately, the young female mutant on one side stretched out her hand and opened a purple teleportation, teleporting the samurai sword from mid-air to the ground without hurting anyone.

With a secret cry, Thunderbird had no choice but to compromise, and let Deadpool take away three unicorn dolls, two rolls of toilet paper and an oversized toilet with American characteristics.

Seeing Deadpool leave the rescue station with the oversized toilet, Thunderbird was embarrassed by this guy, but he still pretended to be calm in front of the girl: "What a strange guy, haha."

He looked at the fair-skinned girl with pointed ears, crescent-shaped tattoos around her eyes, and faint pupils, and asked casually, "What supplies do you need? Let me get them for you."

The girl did have difficulties in life. Seeing that the honest-looking person in charge seemed to want to help, she agreed after a little hesitation.

"Uh, what's your name? We're going to do a supplies registry..."

"Clarice..."