My Wasted Husband Is in Power, Now!

Chapter 1211 Another Golden Mutant!

As Randall called to the man, the sound of the wind in the vicinity seemed to have immediately become softer, and the cold atmosphere also decreased a little.

The tall figure in front of Randall slowly turned around. He was a black man with dark skin, but his eyes were shining. His head was bare and he did not have a beard. For a moment, it was impossible to determine his age.

However, with his calm composure, he was obviously older than Randall.

The man looked back at Randall and said, "Oh, it's you."

Then, he turned around and continued fishing.

Randall stood up and walked forward. "Master Mike, what are you doing?"

The black man Randall called Master was once an American. His full name was Mike Baylor.

Mike Baylor said, "Fishing."

Randall was puzzled. "Fishing?"

Mike Baylor smiled and said, "That's right. Fishing.

Fishing from 30 million years ago. Don't you know that under this ice, there's a lake that has been hidden for 30 million years? It's the largest lake under the ice in the world. The water there is cleaner than double-purified distilled water. Steele, you really should go down and take a swim.

"If you want to go down now, I can help you."

As he spoke, Mike Baylor looked at Randall. His right hand holding the fishing rod seemed to be able to push the powerful Randall under the ice at any time and throw him into the lake.

Naturally, Randall did not come to Antarctica to swim. He faced Mike Baylor and knelt down again.

"Master, I am incompetent. I didn't manage the mutants you gave me well. I'm afraid I can't be the leader of the mutants now!"

The ordinary-looking black man in front of him was not an ordinary person, but a golden mutant. Moreover, he had already become a golden mutant decades ago.

Mike Baylor didn't blame him. With his invincible strength as a golden mutant, there was nothing to be excited about. He could easily solve any problem. For so many years, there had never been anything that made him feel troubled.

If he wanted to, he could kill Rong Bailun at any time and replace him as the so-called overlord of the world.

Mike Baylor recalled, "How many years ago was it? Fifteen or twenty years ago? I met you and watched you jump into Immortal Lake. Then, you obtained a black level power. Your defense was impenetrable. Hahaha."

"Your entire body was harder than a rock. You won't die from jumping off a building, you won't die from bullets, and it's harder to die than to live. Hahaha."

Randall sighed and said, "Sigh, when I found out that others had all kinds of offensive skills like flying or burrowing into the ground and I only had a body of defense with no offensive skills, I was very depressed for a while. It was you who appeared and helped me!"

Mike Baylor smiled and said, "Your impenetrable defense is comparable to my golden mutant's defense. It can confuse many people. I can't guard the Immortal Lake forever, so I need someone to stand guard there in my place and constantly help me recruit talented mutants."

Randall continued, "Yes, I've been listening to Master all these years. I've been looking for talented mutants all over the world to expand our Mutant Tribe. A while ago, I even obtained a purple mutant called Victoria. She can control people's thoughts and control the people in an entire district!"

Upon hearing Victoria's name, Mike Baylor smiled. "Yes, I heard your report. Victoria is your nephew's ex and the wife of the second-generation Deity, Jordan, right? I heard that she's now your wife? Steele, you actually stole your nephew's wife? The extent of your shamelessness is quite similar to mine when I was young. Hahaha!"

Randall smiled in agreement. He knew that Mike Baylor was not a good person and he had always been very afraid of him.

"It's my nephew, Jordan. He exposed me as a black mutant. Now, the subordinates of the Mutant Tribe, including Victoria, won't listen to me anymore!"

Mike Baylor could not help but be very puzzled. "How did Jordan know that you're a black mutant? When I handed the Immortal Lake to you for safekeeping back then, I clearly gave you some golden bloodline. Can't you fool Jordan with it?"

Randall said, "Master, the golden bloodline you gave me is too little. I don't know why Jordan is so sure that I'm not a golden mutant. I don't know who he heard it from!" Mike Baylor smiled. "Jordan is indeed something. He's the most famous among the younger generation." Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Randall suddenly said, "By the way, when Victoria tried to control me, I could barely resist with the golden bloodline and strong willpower and defense you left me. However, all of a sudden, I saw a fox in front of me. It's the goddess who came to look for you previously. She was very beautiful, the one called the Moon Maiden. That was her red fox!"

Mike Baylor frowned. "Impossible. I gave the moon maiden that fox. That fox is a mutated fox that I raised myself. There's only one in the world. You must be mistaken. The other foxes won't be as red

as hers."

Randall said, "Maybe. That fox disappeared in the blink of an eye. I'm not too sure either. By the way, Master, Jordan has also found out about you modifying some people's memories!"

Mike Baylor was surprised again. "Just who is your nephew? How does he know everything?"

Randall said, "He suspects that I did it. He doesn't know about your existence or how you did it. Don't worry, I didn't admit it."

Mike Baylor nodded. "My golden superpower can control all the animals and ferocious beasts in the world and implant ideas in their minds. Back then, when I was testing it in the coastal area the United States, I implanted some ideas in some seafood. These people who eat seafood will have different memories from others.

"Jordan should be active around the coast too, right?"

Randall nodded. "Yes, he's been active around those

areas for the past few years. He'll often eat seafood.

"Master, I know that your greatest wish is to redefine this world. If one day, you can change the memories of all mankind, that will be amazing. At that time, everyone will worship you as the god of this world!"

Mike Baylor smiled. "Of course, so I don't care to fight with the Rong family. What's the use of having so many high-tech cannons? There are so many people in the world. Can they kill them? Instead of that, why don't we tamper with the memories of all mankind and rebuild their worldview?

"Actually, when I first tried this, I just wanted to implant a thought into all the humans in the world. That is, black people are the humans with the best bloodline. We should not be discriminated

against and oppressed."

Randall flattered, "You're as great as Muhammad Ali! No, Muhammad Ali is as great as you!"

Mike Baylor laughed. "Tell me, how do you want me to help you?"