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"Let them see what real mutant technology is like."

Lorna stared at the three robots in shock and exclaimed, "You can even control Sentinels?!"

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Ron smiled: "I've said it before, I can give you power... and naturally I can take away the enemy's power too."

He raised his hand and waved, and the three Sentinel robots started up simultaneously, their thrusters spewing out eerie blue flames as they smashed through the wall and charged out!

boom--!

Instantly, intense gunfire erupted outside, and the flames from the explosions illuminated half the sky.

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Ron looked at Lorna and extended his hand:

"So, what's your answer?"

Lorna took a deep breath and finally took his hand.

"I'll join."

Ron smiled with satisfaction: "Welcome to... the new world."

Behind him, a purple portal silently opened, revealing a flickering, anxious face.

Lorna glanced at the SHIELD special forces assembling in the distance, then at her own trembling hands. She had a million questions for Ron, but the Helicarrier's second recharge had already begun.

"Take me away." She grabbed Ron's outstretched hand.

Ron's smile widened: A wise choice.

The instant the portal closed, the energy beam reduced their previous location to scorched earth.

Chapter 135 Precision Control

The purple ripples in the space dissipated, and Lorna staggered, finding herself standing in an unfamiliar laboratory.

The pungent smell of disinfectant mixed with the stench of blood; all around were broken culture chambers and...

Oh my god... she covered her mouth.

Dozens of culture chambers were arranged on both sides of the laboratory, each containing a child, no more than ten years old.

They are connected to various ducts, some of which have undergone obvious mutations, with unnatural metallic luster or scales appearing on their skin.

Structural Industries' future project. Ron walks to the central control console, where tentacles of the black phallus split off and connect to the system, transforming mutant children into biological weapons.

Lorna's stomach churned, and anger destabilized her aura once more. Inside a culture chamber, a little girl with green hair curled up, her arms covered in needle marks.

These beasts... She slammed her fist on the incubation chamber, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the glass surface.

"Anger is a good thing," Ron said without turning his head, "but we need efficiency. Clarice, prepare for mass teleportation."

Flash nodded and began to concentrate. Bullseye emerged from the shadows, toying with a throwing knife in his hand: "Boss, some guests have arrived."

An alarm suddenly blared throughout the laboratory, and red warning lights began to spin. Behind the heavy blast-proof door came the sound of orderly footsteps and the loading of weapons.

Ron sighed: It's always like this. Every time I try to do something good, someone comes and bothers me.

He turned to Lorna: Want to try out your new ability?

Lorna clenched her fists, feeling the surging power within her: What to do?

Close your eyes and feel the metal around you. Don't think about controlling them; imagine they are part of your body.

Lorna did as she was told. At first there was only darkness, but soon she saw—the steel skeleton in the laboratory walls, the weapons and bulletproof vests on the guards, even the iron in their blood...all of these shimmered in her consciousness like stars.

I...I saw it...

Now, Ron's voice guided her, moving them like fingers.

Lorna took a deep breath and then suddenly opened her eyes.

The laboratory walls were torn apart like paper, and steel bars shot out like spears, precisely piercing the weapons and communication equipment of every guard without harming them.

The guards watched in horror as the guns in their hands twisted and deformed, and the metal plates of their bulletproof vests suddenly tightened, making it difficult for them to breathe.

Precise control. Ron nodded approvingly. Much better than your father was in his youth.

Lorna turned to him, the green light in her eyes still gleaming: We need to talk about this.

"Of course," Ron said casually, "but not now."

He snapped his fingers, and the lab floor suddenly collapsed, revealing a hidden underground passage: Strucker's private escape route leading directly to the helipad. Bullseye, clean it up.

Bullseye 5.5 grinned and jumped down. A few seconds later, several muffled thuds and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from below.

We have to take these children with us. Flash looked at the incubation chamber with worry.

Ron nodded: "It's already being arranged." He pointed to the control panel, which displayed a structural diagram of the entire facility. There were transport pods on the third underground level, large enough to accommodate everyone. But first...

He pressed several buttons...

Chapter 136 Executing the Cleanup Protocol

The locks on all the culture chambers were released simultaneously, and the nutrient solution began to drain. The children woke up coughing, looking around in horror.

"Don't be afraid." Lorna stepped forward, trying to soften her voice, "We're here to save you."

A little boy with red eyes asked timidly: Are you...are you mutants too?

Lorna smiled and nodded, letting a small piece of metal swirl in her palm: Yes, just like you.

The children's eyes lit up.

Lorna suddenly understood why Ron had brought her here—these children needed not only a savior, but also a role model, living proof that mutants could be powerful and free.

We need to relocate them. Blink has already started setting up teleportation coordinates, but teleporting so many people at once (13 teleports) would consume a lot of resources.

Ron shook his head: No, use the transport pod. I've taken control of the base's systems and can ensure your safe departure. But Lorna and I have other things to do.

He walked to a secure door deep within the laboratory and placed his hand on the biometric lock. The Xuanming Entity quickly simulated Strucker's DNA signature, and the door slid open.

Inside was a small laboratory, with a holographic projection floating in the center—a huge humanoid robot design drawing, labeled Sentinel MK-X.

Ultimate Sentinel. Ron narrowed his eyes. A killing machine capable of mimicking any mutant ability.

Lorna gasped: They succeeded?

Partial success. Ron retrieved more data; the prototype was still in the testing phase, located on the fifth basement level of the facility. If they could get it online...

He didn't finish speaking, but Lorna understood the consequences. A robot capable of mimicking all mutant abilities would be a catastrophe for mutants.

We must destroy it.

Ron smiled: "That's exactly what I wanted to hear." He turned to Blink, led the children away, and headed for the safe house. "Bullseye will assist you."

Blink looked at them with concern: "Can the two of you handle the Ultimate Sentinel?"

"Who knows?" Ron said casually, "Maybe he'll die a horrible death."

He looked at Lorna: This is your last chance. You can go with Clarice.

Lorna felt the power surging within her, the memories being awakened, and the fearful eyes of the children in the incubation chamber. She shook her head: I'll go with you.

Ron's smile became more genuine: Welcome, Polaris.

As the last group of children was teleported away, the entire facility suddenly shook violently. The alarms blared even more shrilly, and a mechanical voice repeated over the loudspeakers:

Ultimate Sentinel Activation Program initiated. Repeat, Ultimate Sentinel Activation Program initiated.

Ron and Lorna exchanged a glance and rushed toward the elevator at the same time.

It seems someone beat him to it by 240 steps. Ron pressed the button for the fifth basement level.

Strucker?

Or worse. Ron's expression turned unusually serious. S.H.I.E.L.D.

When the elevator doors opened, a scene of devastation unfolded before their eyes. The experimental area on the fifth basement level had been destroyed by some immense force, the walls covered with scorch marks and claw marks.

On the central platform, a three-meter-tall metal giant slowly stood up. Its shell was made of some kind of liquid metal, and its chest gleamed with a dangerous red light.

Mutant vital signs detected. The robotic head turns towards them, the electronic eyes lock onto the targets, threat level: Alpha. Execute the elimination protocol.

Chapter 137 has a very stable structure.

Lorna instinctively raised her hand, only to find that her magnetic field had almost no effect on this guy.

Its outer shell is a composite of carbon nanotubes and vibranium. Ron's quick analysis shows that your abilities have limited effect on it.

What should I do?

Ron took off his coat, revealing his complete black Xuanming Body Battle Suit: Let's go head-to-head.

The Sentinel robot suddenly accelerated, moving so fast it left afterimages, its metal fist aimed straight for Ron's face. Ron neither dodged nor evaded, meeting the attack with his own punch.

The shockwave from the collision shattered the remaining glass equipment around them. To Lorna's astonishment, Ron had actually fought the behemoth to a standstill.

"Don't just stand there!" Ron shouted during the struggle, "Find its energy core!"

Lorna focused her mind and tried again to sense the metallic components within the Sentinel's body. This time, she discovered it—beneath the red glow on its chest, there was a tiny vibranium container containing some kind of high-density energy source.

It's in his chest! But it's protected by vibranium!

Vibranium is also a metal. Ron was sent flying by a Sentinel's powerful blow, crashing into a wall; theoretically, you could influence it!

The Sentinel turned and locked onto Lorna, its arm transforming into an energy cannon. Lorna hurriedly summoned surrounding metal fragments to form a shield, and the moment the energy beam struck the shield, she was propelled back several meters by the impact.

I can't do it! Vibranium's molecular structure is too stable!

Ron stood up from the ruins and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Then don't try to control it, resonate with it!"

what?

All metals have a vibration frequency; find its resonance point!

The sentinel attacked again, this time splitting into four arms, attacking both of them simultaneously. Ron barely managed to block most of the attacks, but was still struck in the ribs by an elbow strike, and Lorna heard a clear cracking sound of bone breaking.

Ron!

"Focus!" he roared through gritted teeth. "Think about what your father did!"

Lorna closed her eyes, forcing herself to ignore the sounds of battle around her.

She recalled those fragments of dreams, the scene of the helmeted man twisting the entire bridge with a wave of his hand.

He wasn't exerting force, but rather... listening.

The Sentinel's vibranium core appeared as a black star in her consciousness. Lorna no longer tried to control it, but instead allowed her magnetic field to gently touch it, like a finger gliding across water, creating ripples. She searched, she felt.

found it.

A vibrational frequency that is almost imperceptible, like the heartbeat of a vibranium core.

Lorna suddenly opened her eyes, her hands forming a bowstring, and she unleashed her full magnetic field, adjusting it to a frequency perfectly synchronized with the vibranium core.

The sentry suddenly froze, and the red light on its chest began to flicker irregularly. It turned to Lorna, and a flicker of something akin to fear flashed in its electronic eyes.

Resonance has reached a critical point. Mechanically speaking, it warns: the core is unstable—

Lorna suddenly clasped her hands together.

Inside the vibranium container, the atomic structure began to disintegrate through resonance. The sentinel emitted a piercing electronic shriek, and the red light on its chest surged.

"Get down!" Ron pounced on her and pinned her down.

The shockwave from the explosion ripped through the entire underground level. When the dust settled, only half a head and a few sparking pieces of the sentinel remained.

Lorna crawled out from under Ron, staring in shock at her hands: I...I did it?

Ron coughed as he sat up, his suit repairing his injured ribs: three minutes faster than when your father destroyed the first Sentinel.

Chapter 138 North Star

Lorna turned to him, her eyes flashing with a complex light: Who exactly are you? Why do you know so much about me? Why do you know so much about my father?

Ron didn't answer immediately. He stood up, walked to the Sentinel's remains, and dug out a small piece of the still-glowing energy core.