Chapter 856: The Wind Blows Up

Bob is a mutant, nicknamed the Submarine. The origin of this nickname is due to his mutant ability, he is able to breathe air through his ears. This is really a useless ability! Bob has always felt that way.

Unless he cheated to participate in some breath-holding competitions, he really couldn't think of any use for him with this ability. He even lost his job as a chef for being a mutant. Because his new boss is a guy who discriminates against mutants.

"Go to hell! You don't like me, and I don't like you, you dirty bastard!" Bob cursed like this when he left the restaurant where he had worked for more than ten years: "Don't think that you are the only one in this world A restaurant is hiring a cook!"

Bob's new boss is a monkey-cheeked guy who looks mean. He ignored Bob's anger at all. He just said mockingly: "It's just mutants. I don't like you, get out of here! I don't believe that some people are still willing to accept mutant employees!" Then he cursed in his heart: You bloody bastards!

The reason the store owner didn't dare to curse out loud was that Bob was much stronger than him. Bob is a strong man with a height of 1.9 meters and a weight of 92 kilograms. If you fight, you must be at your own disadvantage.

"Go to hell! I'm going to get out of this fucking place, I'm going to Tuvalu! There's mutant country there, I'm done with you bastards!" Submarine Bob still didn't fight the new boss in the end .

Because he is also afraid of getting in trouble, although he is tall and strong and likes to drive Harley motorcycles, and has tattoos on his arms, has a big beard and shaved head, and likes to wear leather clothes. Looks like a full-fledged Speedster.

But Bob is actually a very kind cook. He goes back to the stray cat gathering area near his house every week to feed the cats and so on.

But now it is probably impossible to feed, because there is no income without work. Mortgage loan property taxes are paid every month, and there are other bill expenses. Bob had to sell his beloved Harley-Davidson Glider.

He had decided that he was going to Tuvalu. He wants to immigrate out of the United States. Before leaving, he bid farewell to his two other friends, William who drove a taxi, and Glue who was a bartender in a bar.

"If Tuvalu is as good as they say, I'll stay there and probably not come back. I'm fed up with this country full of discrimination." Bob said.

Bob can go very simply because he is a loner. Put the house up for sale in the brokerage company, and then simply deal with some follow-up small matters, and he can leave.

But not William and Glue. William has a family and kids, while Glue has a girlfriend in New York. They can't go as chic as Bob.

There is no direct flight from the United States to Tuvalu now, so Bob needs to fly from the United States to Australia or New Zealand first. Then transfer plane or ship from that place.

But because of the coincidence of time, Bob set off from New Zealand to Tuvalu by ship. Compared with the flight once every three days, there is now a ferry from Tuvalu to New Zealand every day. Obviously taking a boat is more suitable, and Tuvalu is not very far from New Zealand.

New Zealand still feels a bit complicated about such a neighbor suddenly appearing next to it. A little scared, a little curious. Because Tuvalu's new policy allows foreigners to visit Tuvalu.

This opening is open to everyone, but there are not many ports that allow entry. New Zealand has a temporary Tuvalu consulate. The New Zealand government did not reject Tuvalu's request.

Because from a legal point of view, New Zealand and Tuvalu are countries that have established diplomatic relations, and now they are breaking off diplomatic relations? Well, what do you mean by breaking off? What excuse? Or do you want to prelude to war?

As I said before, the timing of the announcement of the founding of Tuvalu Mutants was well timed, and the whole world is very busy. No one paid attention to the little helplessness of the New Zealand government. So the Tuvalu consulate in New Zealand opened very smoothly.

Many people from all over the world who want to explore the first mutant country have come to New Zealand, and they want to get a visa to go to Tuvalu. This has stimulated New Zealand's tourism industry from another aspect, and the New Zealand government and people don't know whether it is good or bad.

The number of visas open to Tuvalu is limited. The first is for security reasons. After all, it is a new country established by mutants. Who knows if there are any fanatical anti-mutants who want to make something out of it.

The second is that the current area of ​​Tuvalu is still very small. Although large-scale land reclamation has begun (as mentioned earlier, Tuvalu has the approval of the United Nations to build land from the sea), but it will take time.

If tourists come to the current island of Tuvalu, they can walk around the whole island in just a few hours.

Therefore, the number of visas provided by Tuvalu per day is still very limited. There are quite a few people who need to queue up to get their visas. Of course, there are not only "explorers" here who want to go to Tuvalu to explore the mutant country.

And groupies from all over the world. That's right, groupies. The three X-Men from Tuvalu have already attracted fans all over the world, especially the X-Men New Century Group, which is the main idol group, has countless fans. Many people want to come here to sign autographs and take photos with their idols.

For example, there is a pair of girls in front of Bob, who seem to be around twenty years old at most. The accent sounded like Italians, and they just wanted to come to Tuvalu to see their idol, the "Queen of Mutants" Miss Katie and her Guardian Four Horsemen.

"I got it! I got it! And the staff over there said that we may not be able to visit the presidential palace. And I saw Miss Katie taking a photo with her!" The two girls screamed excitedly, which made Bao Bob felt a little too big.

Until he went to the inspector's office of the consulate, he saw a tall and thin man sitting there with a serious face and asked himself: "Is going to Tuvalu a tourist visit or something else?"

Bob said bluntly: "I am a mutant, an American citizen. If you know that mutants discriminate, you should understand why I am here. I am here to join Tuvalu."

Hearing Bob speak like this, the originally serious face of the tall and thin man seemed to relax a little, but Bob wasn't sure if he was dazzled.

"Want to join Tuvalu? Then you need to go to the immigration inspection office in Tuvalu for review. I will give you a permit and a letter of explanation." The tall and thin man said straightforwardly.

After Bob left with his entry permit and explanatory letter, the tall and thin man turned on his communicator. Called the presidential palace in Tuvalu: "There is another mutant who wants to join Tuvalu."

Katie nodded on the other side of the presidential palace: "I see, the explanatory letter will be sent together. The preparations will be made here, and the first batch of medicines has arrived. But control the number of people."

After finishing the call with her immigration officer, Katie couldn't help but look to her left. Two hundred alloy medicine bottles were lying there quietly.

This is the idea that Nightcrawler came up with at the time, the first batch of products of the X Beauty Project. Now the scale is small and the output is very small. But it can already be used on a small scale. Maybe there is a need for this batch of newly added mutants.

Katie shook her head with a smile, she looked out the window, the wind was blowing on the sea.