American Comics: Trading Tom Cat

"script?"

"Yes, the script."

"As long as we follow the script and act out the plot, our mission will be accomplished."

Magneto glanced at the script Charles had sent him with some confusion. After a moment, his expression turned serious: "This blue-skinned man is very strong! He's not easy to deal with."

"Just follow the script, it's not like you're asked to defeat him."

Magneto took a deep breath: "Okay, I understand. I'll start preparing now. Do you know when the Blue Man will appear?"

“This…” Hearing Professor X’s familiar awkward tone, Magneto suddenly felt a bad premonition.

"Damn it, Professor X, you always talk like this when you cause trouble. Tell me, what damn thing have you done?!"

"Ahem, it wasn't me. It was someone I've been keeping an eye on, that blue-skinned man named Apocalypse, who I just discovered has already been born."

One second, two seconds...

Magneto erupted in fury, his hysterical roar exploding in Professor X's ears: "Damn Charles!! We've already started and you're only giving me the script now! Damn it, damn it, what were you doing all this time!!"

"I just got the script, so I need to familiarize myself with it. I'll take a look at it first."

"Fuck, fuck, don't think I didn't watch it, you don't even have as much screen time as me!"

"Damn Charles, I'm going to kill you! I'll definitely kill you!!!"

"Ahem, you'd better hurry up and memorize your script..." I'm outta here.

.........

In Egypt, within an ancient tomb, accompanied by the devout calls of believers, a 'god' who had slept for countless years slowly opened his eyes.

A mysterious divine light flowed in his eyes, and the surging energy within his body began to surge. Instantly, the entire tomb began to tremble and shake, with countless dust particles and falling rocks constantly raining down, making the entire tomb seem as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

A short while later, with a loud crash, the entire tomb collapsed instantly.

Moments later, a blue light tore everything apart, and the blue-skinned Apocalypse, the ancient god of mutants, truly descended upon this world.

Sensing a lingering message in the air, Apocalypse murmured, "Old friend, thank you for waking me up."

The next moment, Apocalypse's eyes, which contained a faint blue glow, looked into the void, as if spying on this world.

"Chaos, noise, and a complete lack of reverence—this world has changed a lot and it's time to welcome God's rule again."

"Now, let's reassemble my Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse."

Guided by a peculiar premonition, Apocalypse headed in one direction, sensing that he could find the person he needed there.

Meanwhile, in a highly concealed underground base, the burly Mr. Ominous looked at a peculiar signal coming from Egypt, his eyes revealing a complex light.

"The mutant god from a thousand years ago has finally been revived."

"Next, let's make a complete mess of this world that I understand less and less!"

He wasn't in a hurry to awaken Apocalypse, after all, even for him, Apocalypse was a heavy mountain that was hard to bear, even though he had once been one of Apocalypse's subordinates.

However, he had no choice but to do so. The sudden emergence of the Hellfire organization, which was known for its friendliness towards mutants, meant that more than half of the mutants in the world had now joined Hellfire.

This was something the ever-ambitious Mr. Ominous couldn't resist (he was greedy)! However, he didn't dare to provoke Hellfire. No, in his words, he planned before he acted, so he managed to awaken Apocalypse, wanting Apocalypse to test the mysterious and fearsome Hellfire.

"Luckily, I came to scout ahead of time." A voice suddenly rang out.

Mr. Ominous was suddenly startled and quickly turned around: "Who!"

However, the last thing he saw was a finger, a finger that seemed to be incomparable to the entire world. The next moment, that finger touched his forehead.

"I can't let you disrupt my plans. Your memory needs to be sorted out."

Locke began to erase Mr. Ominous's memories, especially a large part of Hellfire's memories, and left him with a series of special hints.

This guy shouldn't be focusing on Hellfire; he should be watching Apocalypse and witnessing it being obliterated by the invincible Phoenix Force. Only then will Mr. Ominous, out of awe and greed, have designs on the Phoenix Force, creating a clone of Jean Grey. And Jean Grey, by sheer chance, will not generate the Phoenix Force but will instead be parasitized by the Fairy Force.

After doing all this, Locke waved his hand again, erasing all the memories of everyone in the base, as well as all data and information related to Hellfire.

Chapter 102 Being a director or screenwriter is nothing compared to being an actor directly!

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A big question mark appeared above Locke's head.

He looked at the familiar blue bald head about a meter and a half away with a puzzled expression.

So here's the question: Shouldn't this guy be building his Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse? What's the point of finding him here?

Of course, Locke wasn't in Hellfire right now; he had come all the way to Egypt and, out of curiosity, decided to try the local cuisine. "In this life, nothing is more precious than good food and beautiful women," was Locke's motto. He was so engrossed in the Egyptian delicacies that he didn't notice his surroundings until he looked up and saw a large, shiny blue bald head.

Regardless of Locke's thoughts, Apocalypse, while outwardly maintaining the arrogance and indifference of a god, was inwardly on the verge of roaring.

How is this possible! How could someone have such potential?!

Go crazy! !

As the god of mutants, Apocalypse's initial ability was a kind of possession ability. He could take over other people's bodies and continuously acquire their abilities. After thousands of years of possession, Apocalypse himself was not quite sure how many abilities he possessed.

One of the abilities he uses most often is called potential detection. As the name suggests, it can detect the strength of a mutant's potential. It usually forms a talent orb that only he can see. The larger the talent orb, the stronger the potential.

Generally, a talent ball that is over one meter tall is considered a candidate for the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse and can be selected as one of their elite members.

So here's the question: if something is already over a meter tall, then what about this...?

Ouch, my eyes hurt!

This is a fucking sun!!

Apocalypse felt uneasy. Could such potential, if unleashed casually, blow up the Earth? Could he really control an existence with such a level of potential?

This time, the prediction of fate was a bit too efficient.

Predicting fate is another ability that Apocalypse uses more often than 380. It allows him to predict some of the moments he desires to see. Apocalypse usually uses this ability to find qualified Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

Originally, he had predicted a suitable candidate for the Apocalypse Knight, but suddenly fate gave him new information, which was quite absurd. This time it wasn't a vision, but information. The information told him that he would encounter the most awe-inspiring being of his life.

Driven by this curiosity, Tianqi arrived, and was truly shocked. He saw a sun that seemed to dominate the heavens and earth, seemingly endless, and that looking directly at it felt like blinding him.

Taking a deep breath, Apocalypse took a step forward: "My partner, you possess immense potential that you yourself cannot even imagine."

"Hmm." Locke nodded calmly.

This calm demeanor completely baffled Apocalypse.

After hesitating for a moment, Apocalypse spoke again: "Partner, join me, and I will unlock this infinite potential for you. You will get everything you could ever want: wealth, power, and beauty."

"Oh."

Another calm one-word response sent a jolt through Tianqi's temple.

However, we can't give up. If this level of potential slips away from us, we'll be so angry we'll jump out of our graves, even if we die.

Taking another deep breath: "Partner, join me, let's do this together..."

"Okay."

Apocalypse: ? ? ? ?

So satisfying? He swallowed back everything Tianqi had said; it just didn't feel right!

Locke suddenly changed his mind. He stayed, partly because of the food, but more importantly, he needed to ensure the plot went according to plan. He had to do the work of editing, directing, and producing behind the scenes.

However, he suddenly realized, why bother with all that behind-the-scenes work? Wouldn't it be easier to control the plot if he just became an actor?

　(baaj) Great, it's decided then.

As for the bunch of nonsense Apocalypse spouted, well...

At this moment, a head that had been hiding behind Apocalypse peeked out: "Hi, hello, from now on we're partners."

Storm, Locke glanced at her and nodded, then lost interest. Her figure wasn't his type, and while her abilities were decent, Hellfire wasn't lacking in power now.

Having 'recaptured' an existence with such great potential, Apocalypse was in a very good mood.

"Let's go, let's find a suitable place, I want to unlock the potential within you."

"Forget it, I don't need you. I don't care about potential or anything like that. Just continue with what you're doing."

It's pointless to try and develop the potential of a lowly, inferior sub-godfather; it would just blow his brain out.

Although Apocalypse had some doubts, he inexplicably felt that Locke's words made sense, so he nodded: "Okay."

"Then let's go find our next companion now."

"Come behind me, and I will activate the teleportation."

"No," Locke said lazily. "My stomach isn't feeling well right now. Come and push me around."

After thinking for a while, Tianqi nodded: "That's fine. If you're not feeling well, you do need special care."

As he spoke, Apocalypse actually walked behind Locke, casually turned the chair Locke had made into a wheelchair, and pushed Locke forward.

Storm, standing behind him, stared in disbelief at the scene. Something was definitely wrong! Something was a million times off!

Am I crazy, or are you guys crazy?! Who's the boss and who's the underling now?!

Also, are you serious about your stomach discomfort? Are you sure it's not just bloating from eating too much?

"Storm, what are you waiting for!" Apocalypse suddenly looked coldly at Storm, his eyes surging with a terrifying power that was almost tangible. Just one glance made Storm's heart pound, and she obediently followed.

And so, Apocalypse pushed Locke, with Storm following behind, and a portal opened out of thin air, allowing the three of them to step inside.

Across from the black market merchant Caliban, Psylocke glared at him with annoyance: "Damn Caliban, when are you going to take me with you to join Hellfire?"

Hellfire is undoubtedly the most renowned mutant in the world today. Apart from a few ambitious mutants, most are desperate to join Hellfire, and Psylocke is no exception. Fortunately, her former boss is said to have resources in this area, so she patiently waited, and now she's been waiting all this time.

Merchant Caliban smiled and said, "Psylocke, what's the rush? Just recruit a few more people for Hellfire, and my contribution will be enough. At that time, I will be qualified to become a Sequence-level being of Hellfire."

“Psylocke, you should know the status of the Hellfire order!”

Psylocke was immediately startled: "You can actually become a Hellfire Sequence? What Sequence is it?"

The merchant Caliban smiled smugly: "The 3 of Hearts, that's a very impressive sequence!"

Psylocke's eyes immediately revealed envy. Although a Sequence 3 is only slightly higher than a Sequence 2, the Hellfire of today is not what it used to be. Even the lowest-ranking Sequence 2 is enough to drive countless mutants crazy.

Furthermore, there is a hidden rule in the Hellfire sequence that the 3 of Hearts is generally dominated by Spades in the same level sequence, while Hearts is only below Spades, which shows its high status.

Psylocke immediately forced a smile: "Boss Caliban, I'll be relying on you for the future."

Caliban nodded slightly. As someone who was about to become a Sequence-level being, he had to be calm and elegant, and he couldn't lose face for the Sequence-level.

Suddenly, Caliban's expression changed, and he looked in a direction with shock: "What kind of mutant is this? I've never seen anything like it before!"

Caliban possesses a unique ability to sense mutants and pinpoint their location, which is why he was able to contribute significantly to Hellfire and earn the right to become a Sequence member.

Suddenly, the void twisted and a portal of light appeared out of thin air, from which three people walked out.

A strange blue-skinned man was pushing a very, very handsome young man, followed by a white-haired black man. This combination was rather odd.

Apocalypse's gaze fell on Caliban. A 20-centimeter talent ball? Trash.

It landed on Psylocke again, a 1.2-meter talent ball, not bad.

Upon seeing Apocalypse's gaze, Psylocke inexplicably felt an immense pressure, her vigilance instantly rising, and she launched an attack on Apocalypse without hesitation.

With just a wave of his hand and a glance, he easily crushed the Spirit Butterfly.

"Madam, I can grant you even greater power."

"Fuck your power!" I'm about to go to Hellfire with my old boss. I'm living a wonderful life with a Rank 1 boss as my backer. Why would I need the power of a blue-skinned monster who just appeared out of nowhere?

“Accepting the power he bestows upon us is not entirely out of the question,” Locke suddenly said.

Just as Psylocke was about to spray back, a violent cough suddenly rang out. Psylocke recognized it; it was the voice of her old boss. Looking in the direction of the sound, she saw her old boss, Caliban, constantly giving her meaningful glances.

“That’s right, Psylocke, following that person is indeed a tremendous opportunity for you.”

Psylocke's eyes sharpened instantly. She naturally trusted her old superior, after all, he was about to become a Sequence-level being, and there must be a reason why her old superior said that.

The Psylocke, lost in thought, finally nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Apocalypse's gaze softened considerably, especially when he looked at Caliban. This guy is sensible.

"It's said that you can sense the location of mutants? Could you find some powerful mutants?"

Caliban's expression changed slightly, and he cautiously glanced in a certain direction.

Locke nodded casually, and Caliban immediately understood.