"Sir, you have already circled Brooklyn three times. Do you want to continue?"
In a taxi on the streets of Brooklyn.
A black driver was looking at the Asian youth in the back seat through the rearview mirror with a strange look on his face, muttering in his rap-like words.
"Niger, shut up and drive your car."
A cold voice came from the back seat.
At the same time, the back of the head felt cold, and the familiar touch made the black driver shudder.
"No offense, sir."
The black driver wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and shut his mouth tactfully.
"Damn, is my luck so bad?"
On the back seat, Brian took back the pistol in a bit of annoyance, looking at the bustling crowd outside in a trance.
Brian has been circling Brooklyn for 10 hours.
During these 10 hours, Brian would blend into the most lively crowd every time he arrived at a place, and then expect his mutant Ability to give an early warning.
But what made Brian a little crazy was that his mutant ability never gave a warning.
In fact, since awakening the Serra template, Brian could be like Serra, and when he met a Mutant,
his mutant ability would make a "tick, tick" sound like a machine running.
As long as there was a Mutant nearby, Brian's mutant ability would give a warning.
However, he had been driving around Brooklyn for 10 hours, and his mutant ability had never given a warning.
This only showed one thing.
That is, in these 10 hours, he did not encounter a Mutant.
"Are there so few Mutants in 1962?"
Brian couldn't help but complain, and then directly ordered the black driver to pull over.
After getting out of the car, Brian signaled the black driver to leave.
As for the fare? In such a free America, do I still have to pay the fare?
Besides, I'm a Mutant, can't I do whatever I want?
"Don't eat the sour radish..."
Until the black driver drove away, he dared to roll down the window and cursed at Brian.
And Brian just raised his hand and fired a burst of bullets at the black driver.
The black driver was so scared that he stepped on the accelerator and fled in a panic.
After venting his anger, Brian felt much better.
10 hours of useless work made him more determined to join Professor X's team.
Sometimes, it is necessary to rely on the power of others properly.
Squeak.
Just when Brian was standing on the side of the road, thinking about whether to give up this hunting plan.
A green taxi stopped in front of Brian.
"Sir, do you need a taxi?"
In the taxi, a young black driver rolled down the window and smiled professionally at Brian.
And Brian also smiled brightly.
When the taxi driver was talking, the sound of mechanical operation like the sound of nature also rang in Brian's mind.
'Tick, tick. '
Brian was in a good mood after hearing the crisp and pleasant ticking sound.
He glanced at the black driver, then opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.
"Hey, bro, I suggest you sit in the back seat, which is more comfortable.
Oh, by the way, let me introduce myself, you can call me Darwin."
After hearing the black driver's self-introduction, Brian's smile became even brighter.
He found his kind.
The taxi driver in front of him was a Mutant.
And he was a cannon fodder-level Mutant who had appeared in the first battle of Mutant: Darwin.
"Hello, Darwin, nice to meet you. You can call me: Sera."
Brian did not follow Darwin's advice, and still sat in the passenger seat, saying something meaningful.
When you go out, your identity is given by yourself.
Brian definitely won't tell Darwin his real name.
When hunting, Brian has only one name, which is: Sera.
"Sera?"
Darwin looked at Brian a little strangely, obviously a little strange about his name.
"Okay, Darwin, don't worry about the details. Can you take me around Brooklyn?" Brian waved his hand and said to Darwin. "The customer is God. But, sir, are you sure you want to do this?"
When Darwin heard Brian's destination, his first thought was to get rich.
As a black taxi driver, he didn't care why Brian had such a weird ride request.
As long as Brian could pay the fare, Darwin would be willing to go around Brooklyn, not to mention New York City.
"Darwin, just drive."
Brian saw Darwin's doubts about his financial ability, and he took out a wallet from his pocket.
The wallet was full of Mane.
As a person who owns his watch shop in Brooklyn, Brian is also considered a middle-class person.
This little money is nothing to Brian.
After seeing the Mane displayed by Brian, Darwin didn't hesitate for a second stepped on the accelerator directly, and started to go around Brooklyn.
As the taxi started, Brian and Darwin chatted casually.
What surprised Darwin was that Brian's talkativeness made him, a black driver, a little overwhelmed.
During the chat, Darwin was surprised to find that this bro named Sera was a professor of genetic mutation.
Brian definitely couldn't be a professor of genetic mutation.
But facing a black taxi driver with a generally low level of knowledge and who had never been to school.
Brian only needed to fool Darwin a little bit to make him believe in his identity as a professor of genetic mutation.
As the saying goes, when you go out, your identity is given by yourself.
"Darwin, do you believe it?
The world is changing.
A small number of people will have their genes mutated, thus gaining the ability of ability.
These people are undoubtedly God's favorites."
Brian glanced at Darwin and said meaningfully.
What Brian said made Darwin a little stunned.
"Ability? God's favorite?"
Darwin looked at the road ahead and was a little absent-minded.
Since his Awakening Ability, he has always regarded his ability as a curse.
Darwin never dared to show his ability.
He was afraid of being regarded as an alien and a freak by the people around him.
That is why, even though he has awakened the ability of survival of the fittest, he is still an unknown taxi driver.
Brian's theory of ability and giftedness comforted him.
He suddenly felt like he had to speak out. "Professor Serra, have you ever found someone with ability and giftedness?"
Darwin turned to look at Brian and asked with some expectation.
Darwin has been hiding his ability for all these years.
This made him feel lonely, and he was eager to find people like him. "Yes, Darwin, why do you think I am telling you this? Darwin, you are God's favorite."
Brian turned his head, looked at Darwin seriously, and said with a chuckle. "Professor?"
Darwin was startled, and he suddenly braked, and the taxi stopped at once. "Relax, Darwin.
I have been following you for a long time.
You don't need to pretend in front of me.
As I said before, you are God's favorite, the evolutionist, pioneer, and hero of mankind.
You should show your ability, not bury it.
You should shine like a superhero.
Instead of a black taxi driver."
Brian spoke slowly, and his voice was full of appreciation and encouragement for Darwin.
This made Darwin, who had never received attention, suddenly fooled.
"I...can I be a hero?"
Darwin looked at Brian absent-mindedly and said uncertainly.
"Yes, Darwin, your ability will make you a dazzling star."
Brian answered Darwin's question very affirmatively.
"Professor, what should I do?"
Darwin was attracted by words like hero, and he looked at Brian with fiery eyes.
He had regarded Brian as his mentor.
'Niger is indeed easy to deceive, especially Mutant Niger, who is even easier to deceive. '
Looking at Darwin who took the bait, Brian complained in his heart.