Adapting in Marvel

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In the darkness, in front of a black Lincoln.

Brian, in his shadow form, was leaning against the headlights.

Next to Brian was Moira, who was watching him with a vigilant look.

"Who is this 'Black King' Shaw you just mentioned?"

Moira frowned and asked.

"The Black King is the controller of the Hellfire Club, Sebastian Shaw.

'Black King' is his title as a mutant."

Brian spoke openly, revealing everything he knew.

In fact, he was gaining Moira's trust in this way.

After all, sincerity is always a sure-win move.

It is also the cornerstone of gaining trust.

"Sebastian Shaw is a mutant?"

Moira, who had been tracking the Hellfire Club, frowned when she learned that Sebastian Shaw was a mutant.

If what Brian said was true, and Sebastian Shaw of the Hellfire Club was indeed a mutant, then, as a CIA agent, she needed to report this matter to the higher-ups in the CIA.

"Yes, Agent Moira. Sebastian Shaw, the Black King, is not only a mutant but also the only level 5 mutant in the world."

Brian's words made Moira frown again.

"Is a level 5 mutant very powerful?"

Moira didn't know the classification of mutants, so she didn't understand the concept of a level 5 mutant.

"Level 5 mutants can already ignore most conventional weapons. And Sebastian Shaw, the Black King, can even withstand a nuclear blast without dying."

Brian didn't exaggerate Shaw's abilities.

In fact, it was the truth.

Sebastian Shaw has an Omega-level mutant ability that allows him to absorb all forms of energy.

This includes the energy from a nuclear explosion and nuclear radiation.

As long as the energy absorbed does not exceed Shaw's limit, he won't die.

According to the storyline of First Class, Shaw can perfectly absorb the power of a nuclear reactor, which is enough to show that he can withstand a nuclear bomb.

But that's his limit.

If there is more energy than he can absorb, Shaw's body will overload, and he will explode and die.

"How incredible, a level 5 mutant is that powerful?"

When Moira learned that Sebastian Shaw could withstand a nuclear bomb, she was shocked.

At the same time, she understood why Brian wanted to find her and seek cooperation.

Sebastian Shaw was simply too powerful.

"Mr. Brian, what level of mutant are you, and what is your ability? Why do you want to cooperate with me?"

After Brian's sincere explanation, Moira had developed initial trust in him.

"Moira, as you can see, I am just a level 3 mutant. My awakened ability is called survival of the fittest.

I can adapt to certain special environments, just like now—my shadow form is an adaptation to the darkness."

Brian shrugged, showing Moira his shadow-like body, and then continued:

"And the reason I sought you out is because of Darwin's ability.

My brother Darwin was a powerful level 4 precognitive mutant. He had the ability to predict the future."

Yes, Brian was planning to portray the deceased Darwin as possessing a rare precognitive ability.

In this way, Brian could freely use his advantage of knowing the plot.

Darwin was dead anyway.

There was no evidence.

If Brian said he was a level 4 precognitive mutant, then he was a level 4 precognitive mutant.

Brian just didn't have the time now, but if he did, he would even want to draw out the plot of First Class to serve as evidence of Darwin's predictions.

"The ability to predict the future?"

Moira looked at Brian in disbelief, clearly shocked by the idea of Darwin's future prediction ability.

"Yes, Darwin was a prophet.

As early as three months ago, he predicted that an unprecedented nuclear disaster would sweep the world.

The Hellfire Club's Black King, Shaw, is plotting to get the American military to deploy nuclear missiles in Cuba. Once Shaw's plan is completed, nuclear war will be inevitable, and humanity will face an unprecedented nuclear disaster.

My brother Darwin foresaw this grim future. That's why he was preparing to save the world on his own.

But as a prophet, Darwin's combat power was no match for the mutants of the Hellfire Club.

Before attempting to stop Sebastian Shaw, Darwin recorded all the major events he predicted for the future and entrusted them to me.

And you, my friend Moira, will be the key to initiating the first major event. You are described as kind, brave, and trustworthy in Darwin's prediction.

That's why I sought you out."

Brian told Moira the plot he knew in advance, using Darwin's supposed prediction ability as an explanation.

When Moira heard that Sebastian Shaw wanted to provoke a nuclear war, her heart was in turmoil.

Of course, Moira wouldn't just take Brian's words at face value; she needed to verify what he said.

"I need to verify what you've told me in person."

Moira took a deep breath, calming herself down, then spoke calmly.

"Definitely, Moira. You will have your verification. Darwin has predicted everything.

Tonight, you will receive important information, and you will have enough reason to trust me."

Brian nodded, then approached Moira and spoke sincerely.

"Since this is a cooperation, you should show yourself as well."

Looking at Brian, whose form was only a human outline, Moira said with some dissatisfaction.

"Actually, my ability has some flaws.

I can't control the ability autonomously; my body automatically adapts to the surrounding environment.

Moreover, when adapting for survival, I will uncontrollably develop a desire to reproduce."

This was definitely Brian's lie.

The reason for saying this was, on one hand, to create a perceived flaw in his ability to lower Moira's psychological defenses.

On the other hand, it was because Brian genuinely wanted to have a "deeper connection" with Moira.

While Brian was speaking, his right hand was already dishonestly removing Moira's disheveled clothing.

"Please forgive me, Moira."

In the midst of Moira's astonishment, Brian pushed her to the ground.

Before Moira could react, the two had already begun an intimate encounter.

Two hours later.

Brian, who had reverted to his normal form, stood up and looked at Moira with an apologetic expression.

"I'm sorry, Moira."

Next to Brian, Moira was putting her clothes back on. After hearing Brian's apology, she looked at him with a complex expression.

"Well, you are still quite handsome. If it's truly a defect in your ability, I forgive you, Brian.

Besides, what just happened felt really great, and I was very satisfied.

So, you don't need to blame yourself so much."

Moira forgave Brian readily.

Not only because Brian was handsome, but also because this experience was something she would never forget for the rest of her life.

"Alright, now it's time to verify what you said, Brian."

After putting her clothes back on, Moira returned to her role as a capable CIA agent.

She turned her attention to the Hellfire Club.

Just as Moira was communicating with Brian, in front of the Hellfire Club, White Queen Emma was receiving several senior American officials.

"Colonel Henry, I am Emma Frost, Sebastian Shaw's partner."

At this moment, White Queen Emma elegantly introduced herself to Colonel Henry, who had been invited.

"Where is Shaw? Why isn't he here?"

Colonel Henry looked at White Queen Emma and asked with a wary expression.

"Relax, Colonel Henry, you will see Shaw."

White Queen Emma focused slightly, and her telepathic power instantly calmed the vigilant Colonel Henry.

"You are right, Ms. Emma. I should relax a little."

Colonel Henry's expression softened, and he walked directly into the Hellfire Club.

Brian looked at the familiar scene in front of him, and a smile appeared on his face.

He knew that the plot had begun.