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"How about it, Logan? You shouldn't regret your decision to join the Hyperspace Group now, right?"
After Logan Howlett finished speaking, Professor X held his hand and asked with a smile.
Logan Howlett instinctively pulled his hand away, then hesitated, and re-gripped Professor X's hand tightly.
"Charles, you're mistaken. I'm just a temporary worker right now, I haven't truly joined the Hyperspace Group… However, I definitely don't regret that decision I made back then."
The smile on Professor X's face grew wider. "I told you, one day you would find a safe harbor to shelter you from the wind and rain, and a new home willing to accept you… Clearly, this is it!"
"Is that so?"
Logan Howlett knew what he wanted to say, then gave a self-deprecating smile. "But now, besides my sense of smell, I don't have any other skills to show for myself…"
"Charles, you don't know how terrifying the strength of young people is these days. Not to mention anyone else, just Frank alone is strong enough that he doesn't seem human… God knows when Mr. Karl will decide I'm useless and kick us both out."
Recalling the battles he had experienced these past few days, Logan Howlett felt more and more that he couldn't keep up with the current era.
This also caused deep self-doubt in the heart of this old man who once regarded battle as his life.
"No, Logan, that will never happen."
Professor X shook his head slightly, comforting him with a confident tone: "Have you ever considered that if Mr. Karl wasn't truly willing to accept you, there would be no need for him to spend time and effort settling me here.
He could have simply paid you a commission and then left after you helped him find the clue."
"You mean…" Logan Howlett's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he saw hope.
Professor X nodded noncommittally, and proactively guided him: "But I must remind you, to seize this opportunity, you must first treat this place as your new home."
Then, he jokingly teased, "Logan, whether I can retire here depends entirely on you."
"Tsk, cut it out…"
Logan Howlett pouted and raised his middle finger at Professor X, but then both of their faces broke into hearty smiles.
Ring ring ring—
Just then, Logan Howlett's phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
"It's so late, who would call me at this hour?"
Logan Howlett took out his phone, only to find that the incoming call was from an unknown number.
He pressed the answer button, and before he could speak, a panicked child's voice immediately came through, "Is this Mr. Logan? Come to Eden quickly! Those bad guys want to take Laura… Ah!!"
Accompanied by a scream, the call abruptly ended.
"Hello? Tell me what happened there!" Logan Howlett roared into the phone.
"What's wrong, Logan? Who called? Did something happen with Little Laura?" Professor X asked with a tense expression.
"I don't know either."
Logan Howlett shook his head with a solemn expression, "The person on the phone only said someone wanted to take that little girl… I guess it's very likely that Yuckley Genetics tracked them to Eden!"
"Logan, we absolutely cannot stand by and watch those scoundrels take Little Laura… They'll kill her."
Professor X gripped Logan Howlett's hand tightly and said with extreme seriousness: "She is your child, your blood flows in her veins, so you must save her now!"
"How do I save her?"
Logan Howlett, both helpless and frustrated, shook off his hand and yelled angrily:
"From Sokovia to the Canada border is at least nearly ten thousand kilometers. Even by the fastest plane, it would take about a day…"
"What's more, I don't even know the exact location of Eden, I only know it's about 8 miles further on foot after crossing the North Dakota border… Even if I leave now, by the time I get there, it'll probably be too late!"
Before Professor X could say anything, Logan Howlett, as if suddenly remembering something, abruptly stood up, muttering to himself:
"Wait a minute… If Mr. Karl is willing to help, perhaps everything is still not too late?"
Clearly, he had thought of the Warp portal Wanda had used earlier.
But the problem was, he wasn't sure if Karl would help.
After all, he was just a temporary worker now.
And previously, besides helping to find a clue using his sense of smell, in the subsequent battles, he had always been in the awkward position of just being a bystander.
Therefore, it could be said that he hadn't helped much at all in this incident.
This made Logan Howlett somewhat hesitant to make a request to Karl.
"No matter, I'll just have to bite the bullet and try."
As if he had made up his mind, Logan Howlett didn't even have time to explain anything to Professor X before he rushed out of the ward like a madman.
Professor X, seeing this, was not angry. Instead, he let out a long sigh and murmured, "Logan, I knew you would be a good father."
…
A few minutes later.
Somewhere along the North Dakota border.
A sparking Warp portal appeared out of thin air in the darkness.
Immediately after, an open-top all-terrain tactical off-road vehicle shot out of the Warp portal.
"Miss Wanda, thank you for your help."
Logan Howlett thanked the girl on the other side of the Warp portal with a solemn expression. She smiled and nodded, then disappeared with the Warp portal.
To be honest, Logan Howlett really hadn't expected Karl to agree to his request so readily.
And to ensure everything was foolproof, he even specially sent Frank to help him.
This made Logan Howlett feel an indescribable warmth and gratitude in his heart.
After all, it had been a long time since anyone had cared about his feelings so much.
Humming—
During this time, Frank had already released three new drones equipped with infrared night vision into the sky, and they were rapidly flying in three different directions.
"Don't worry, I'm sure we'll locate Eden very soon."
"Thank you, Frank…"
However, Logan Howlett's somewhat sentimental words were cut short by Frank pressing the accelerator, "Your hypocritical act doesn't quite resemble the Wolverine I know!"
Immediately, the off-road vehicle disappeared into the dark night like an arrow from a bow.
…
Meanwhile, at a camp a few kilometers away.
A massacre of Mutants was in full swing.
"Dr. Rice, we have successfully brought the situation in this area under control. I believe it won't be long before we can take that building…"
The mercenary leader, responsible for assisting The Marauders with the capture mission, pointed at several captured Mutant teenagers opposite him and asked with some uncertainty:
"But is it really necessary to kill all these Mutant teenagers?"
"Idiot, mind your words."
Dr. Sander Rice's gaze swept over the Mutant teenagers. Upon realizing that X-23 was not among them, he corrected him with a gloomy expression:
"I warn you, they are not children, but efficient and ruthless killing machines. Even if they haven't fully grown yet, they can still easily kill your entire family!"
"This… surely not all of them are like that?"
The mercenary leader looked troubled. Although their principle had always been to do business for money, without asking for reasons or results.
But now, if they were to point their guns at these teenagers, he felt somewhat uneasy… even if these were all the detestable Mutants.
Dr. Sander Rice suddenly stopped, staring into his eyes, and said word for word:
"I said, except for X-23, get rid of all the remaining damned Mutant trash. I don't want to repeat myself!"
"Under… understood."
The mercenary leader nodded helplessly, then made a downward chopping gesture to his subordinates.
Bang bang bang—
After a few gunshots, the previously captured Mutant teenagers fell one after another into a pool of blood.
Not far away, teams of heavily armed mercenaries were rushing into a five-story building in batches, and on the fourth floor, they engaged in fierce combat with the adult Mutants guarding the stairwell.
"Quick, children, remember not to look back once you land. Run directly into the mountains. We will help you hold off the enemy."
In a room on the fifth floor, a pale middle-aged woman with long golden hair opened a window with one hand, while speaking with a sorrowful expression to the few Mutant teenagers, including X-23:
"I'm so sorry, we failed to protect you… You are the last spark of the Mutants. I hope you can live normal lives in the future, without having to live in constant fear like us."
With that, she aimed her palm at the ground outside the window, forcibly activating her Mutant ability.
An invisible energy wave shot out from her palm, and a simple staircase made of earth and stones immediately rose from the ground, slowly climbing towards their window.
However, perhaps due to the m43 virus, her Mutant ability was far from what it used to be. The ten-meter-high earthen staircase stopped four or five times before it was barely completed.
By this time, her forehead was already covered in sweat, and her face was so pale that it was almost bloodless. Clearly, she had just managed to do it by burning her life force.
"Go."
The woman struggled to squeeze out a single word, then helped the Mutant teenagers transfer out the window.
"Petra, aren't you coming with us?"
When it was X-23's turn to leave, she asked with reluctance.
Although she had only been with this woman for about a week, she had treated them like her own children.
And the current situation reminded Little Wolf Girl of Gabriela, the Nurse who had protected her like a mother and helped her escape the lab.
She hated goodbyes… because goodbyes meant death!
But as a young child, she was powerless to do anything about it.
"Don't worry, Laura, I'll come find you later."
The blonde woman named Petra gently stroked Little Wolf Girl's hair, then urged her to quickly leave through the staircase.
Bang—
At that moment, the door was violently pushed open, and a man dressed like an Indian stumbled in.
"Petra, we're out of bullets, the downstairs is completely lost. You hurry and escape with the children…"
The man spoke while moving chairs and other objects from around to barricade the door, trying to buy as much time as possible.
But blood continued to flow from his abdomen, quickly forming a small pool on the ground.
"John, you're hurt?"
After sending the last Mutant teenager out the window, Petra came to the man with a concerned expression, and seeing the blood continuously flowing from his abdomen, a look of sorrow appeared on her pale face.
"We must buy as much time as possible for those little ones… Besides, Eden is gone, where else can the two of us go?"
John slumped weakly to the ground and nodded with difficulty, "Yes, this World no longer has a place for us Mutants to settle… I really hope those children will be safe this time."
Just then, a chaotic shouting came from the corridor, clearly the mercenaries had made their way up.
Da da da—
Without any superfluous words, the mercenaries unleashed a barrage of gunfire at the door of the room where the two were located.
The Indian man named John didn't even have time to say goodbye to the woman he loved before his entire body was riddled with bullets.
"John…"
Petra let out a mournful cry, then, just before the door was about to be broken open by the mercenaries, she used the last of her strength to activate her Mutant ability, manipulating bricks and stones to completely seal the door.
Then she struggled to crawl towards John's corpse… because she no longer even had the strength to stand and walk.
Boom—
Accompanied by a violent explosion, a large hole was blasted in the thick wall, and then a team of fully armed mercenaries rushed in from the corridor.
"Fu*k! Those Mutant brats escaped through the window."
The mercenary leader opened the window and looked out, then motioned for his soldiers to chase down the makeshift staircase.
But just as a few soldiers stepped onto the staircase, Petra raised her hand and withdrew the remaining power from it, and the staircase instantly crumbled.
"Ah ah…"
Several soldiers fell directly from the fifth floor, their fates unknown.
"You bitch!!"
The enraged mercenary leader pulled out his gun, aimed it at Petra's head, and pulled the trigger.
Bang—
After a gunshot, the female Mutant's head slammed heavily onto the ground.
"Everyone put on your night vision goggles and chase them!!"
As the order was given, a great escape, like a hunt, officially began.