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The Nurse, Gabriela, sought out Logan Howlett precisely because Laura had another identity… she was bred using Logan's DNA gene seed.
In other words, from a genetic perspective, Laura was Logan Howlett's biological daughter!
Upon unexpectedly learning he was a "new father," Logan Howlett felt no emotion, only a heavy burden and rage.
Because no one knew better than him that the era of Mutants had long since ended… no, it should be said that this World had never truly belonged to Mutants!
In the eyes of ordinary people, Mutants were monsters, heretics, and their status was even lower than that of the "drug-addicted" super-powered individuals created by the Vought Group!
And now, apart from Logan Howlett and Professor X, a few other Mutants barely survived, while all other Mutants had rapidly died out in the past decade or so.
Logan Howlett naturally didn't know that this was a situation caused by the "Mutant Extinction Plan," secretly initiated by S.H.I.E.L.D., and covertly executed by Yuckley Genetics using the m43 virus, specifically developed to target the Mutant X-Gene.
He only knew that his physical condition was deteriorating.
His once powerful self-healing ability was rapidly approaching its limit.
Not only was the speed of wound healing continuously slowing down, but now even the toxins released by the Adamantium in his skeleton were becoming increasingly difficult to suppress.
This signal was enough to show… his body was already overwhelmed!
However, this was normal, after all, he was already an old man of 181 years (Logan Howlett was born in 1832).
And Professor X, Charles Francis Xavier, who was considerably younger than him but still 90 years old, suffered not only from Alzheimer's disease but also from epilepsy under the influence of the m43 virus, often experiencing incontinence!
Furthermore, once an epileptic seizure occurred, his already unstable Mind Power would spiral out of control, causing devastating mental attacks on the brains of people within a certain range.
Just a few years ago, at the former site of Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters in Westchester County, Professor X's epilepsy flared up, causing him to lose complete control.
During this "Mind Storm" that lasted a full 5 minutes, all 7 other Mutants in the school, who were also key members of the X-Men, died on the spot, except for Logan Howlett, who possessed self-healing abilities!
And in the surrounding areas, over six hundred ordinary people suffered extremely severe brain damage in this incident, becoming demented or comatose.
Therefore, the Department of Homeland Security directly listed Professor X's brain on the "weapons of mass destruction" list and issued a nationwide manhunt for him.
Logan Howlett, who survived, had no choice but to flee with Professor X.
They traveled far from crowds and big cities, arriving at the "no man's land" on the U.S.-Mexico border to eke out a living.
So, in Logan Howlett's view, neither Laura nor any other Mutant experimental children should have been born in such a terrible era!
However, since he had accepted the money, Logan Howlett, who always kept his promises, decided to complete his mission—to deliver Laura to her destination in North Dakota.
Because the previous extended limousine's body had been riddled with holes in the battle with The Marauders.
If he continued to drive it on the road, he would probably be pulled over by the highway patrol before being caught by the enemies behind him.
So, after settling Professor X and Laura, Logan Howlett immediately rushed to the used car market to replace it with a less conspicuous new car.
As long as it could save more time and shake off the pursuers, spending an extra one or two thousand U.S. dollars was nothing.
The middle-aged female salesperson, seeing Logan Howlett was so sensible, immediately beamed with joy but still reminded him:
"Other procedures can be skipped, but the tires must be replaced… after all, you don't want a sudden blowout on the road, do you?"
"How long do I need to wait?" Logan Howlett asked, frowning.
"At most an hour!"
After everything was settled, Logan Howlett found an inconspicuous bar nearby to pass the boring waiting time.
"Oh, what the hell is this??? "
As Wolverine drank and casually flipped through the new X-Men comic he had taken from Laura's backpack, he found a familiar place name, Eden, and a set of coordinates in the last panel.
So he quickly pulled out the blood-stained envelope from his pocket and compared the meeting place and coordinates written on its back with those in the comic, one by one.
They were exactly the same?!
"No, is this f***ing kidding me?"
Logan Howlett immediately became furious.
So the Heaven that woman spoke of actually came from a stupid comic for otaku losers?
I was really blinded by money back then to believe such nonsense, and even sacrificed my originally peaceful life for it.
F***!
Logan Howlett couldn't help but regret his decision.
…
Half an hour later.
When the "new car" was handed over, Logan Howlett eagerly returned to the Harris Casino Hotel where Professor X and Laura were staying.
However, as soon as he got out of the car, he keenly noticed members of The Marauders ambushing around the hotel.
Almost all of these people had a very distinct feature.
That was, a part of one of their arms would be replaced with a full-metal mechanical prosthesis, making them quite easy to identify.
"How did these guys get here so fast?"
Buzz—
Just as Logan Howlett was about to take a detour to enter the casino from another entrance, an invisible Mind Storm suddenly swept over.
Centered on the Harris Casino Hotel, the movements of everyone within a 500-meter radius were all frozen in the previous second, as if a pause button had been forcibly pressed.
"Damn it, something must have happened to Charles!"
Logan Howlett immediately reacted, and relying on his strong willpower, he forcefully broke free from the "thought shackles" created by the Mind Storm and began to slowly move inside the hotel.
And just as his figure disappeared from the main entrance, a black SUV slowly parked by the roadside, then the car door opened, and Frank Castle calmly stepped out of the car.
He first looked at the crowd "frozen" in place all around, then lowered his gaze to the special SS-type badge pinned to his chest, which was emitting a faint yellow light, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Boss is the GOAT!!!
How could he even predict this kind of situation in advance?
That's right, this special badge was precisely what Karl had materialized some of his Mind Power using the Reality Gem before they set off.
Its function was to resist attacks released by other Mind Power users.
If Professor X were still in his prime at this moment, this badge might not have much effect.
But now… hehe, it's a piece of cake!
Because of this, Frank Castle and the Thunder Warrior in the car were completely unaffected by the "thought shackles" created by the Mind Storm.
"Mr. Howlett, do you need help?"
Just as Logan Howlett had exerted all his strength to successfully pass through the casino and reach the elevator, stretching out his hand with difficulty to press the up button for the elevator.
A figure moving freely suddenly appeared in front of him and proactively pressed the elevator button for him.
"Damn it, why is he completely unaffected?"
Logan Howlett was startled by the sight, but fortunately, his Beast Intuition (similar to Spider-Man's Spider-Sense) did not sense any hostility from the man in front of him.
"Stay away from me!!"
Logan Howlett put on a standoffish posture, entered the elevator with difficulty, and then pressed the floor where Professor X and Laura were located.
"Let me introduce myself, I'm Frank Castle from the Hyperspace Group…"
Frank Castle did not become angry because of the rejection; instead, he stepped into the elevator and calmly introduced himself:
"My Boss has something he'd like Mr. Howlett to help with, and the compensation is negotiable."
While speaking, Frank Castle also kept observing the old… tough guy who looked over sixty in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.
As a member of the "Tough Guy Club," Frank Castle had naturally heard many "heroic" deeds about Wolverine, Logan Howlett.
Almost all events associated with this man were accompanied by blood and war!
Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, this meant danger and death.
But in the eyes of tough guys like Frank Castle, this was more like a romantic epic unique to people like them!
So, Wolverine, in his eyes, was more like a "violent aesthetics" enlightenment teacher he had never met!
However, the disheveled, bearded, and scarred old man in front of him was far from the tough guy image of Wolverine in Frank Castle's mind.
It even made him instinctively somewhat resistant…
That feeling was a bit like an idol he had admired for many years suddenly having their reputation ruined.
"Get lost, I don't have time right now!!"
Frank: Hmm, now that's more like it.
The elevator doors opened, and Logan Howlett no longer paid attention to the strangely expressioned Frank Castle, using the claws on his fists to pierce the wall, moving forward with difficulty, inch by inch.
And Frank Castle was neither angry nor insistent, just leisurely following behind him.
After all, before coming here, he had already anticipated that he might be rejected… but he was very confident that he would eventually be able to persuade him.
Of course, if the other party was truly uncooperative, he wouldn't rule out the possibility of knocking him out and taking him back!
Pfft—
Logan Howlett directly pierced the jaw of a Raider member "frozen" outside the door with his claws, the tips emerging about an inch from the top of the man's head.
Then he proceeded to clear out the other Raider members in the room while moving closer to the out-of-control Professor X.
"What a bunch of idiots."
Frank Castle stood at the doorway and scanned the situation inside the room, seeing several Raider members all "frozen" next to Professor X.
One of them was holding a syringe, presumably intending to inject Professor X with a sedative first, and then take Laura away.
However, what these people never expected was that their dangerous actions unexpectedly triggered Professor X's Mind Power.
But what surprised Frank Castle was that the "Little Wolf Girl" copied using Logan Howlett's gene seed also managed to break free from the "thought shackles" released by Professor X, thanks to her powerful self-healing ability and ferocious fighting will.
At this moment, she was crawling on the ground like a large worm, slowly and with difficulty moving towards the enemy in front of her.
Frank Castle couldn't help but sigh: Youth is truly wonderful!
Pfft, pfft, pfft—
Logan Howlett moved forward, using his Adamantium Claws to repeatedly pierce the heads of all the Raider members in the room, eliminating any future trouble.
Then he snatched the sedative from the enemy's hand and injected it into Professor X.
A few seconds later, the powerful Mind Storm finally stopped, and Professor X also regained some consciousness.
"Charles, we must leave here immediately."
Logan Howlett pushed the wheelchair without question, taking Laura, and rushed towards the car parked outside the hotel.
As he passed Frank Castle, he didn't forget to threaten him:
"No matter who this Boss you speak of is, I have no interest in cooperating with him… Also, stop following me, or I won't be so polite next time!!"
"Officer, should we chase and stop their car?"
The Thunder Warrior waiting in the car pointed at the rapidly departing sky-blue pickup truck ahead and asked in a muffled voice.
"There's absolutely no need for that."
Frank Castle calmly fastened his seatbelt, shaking his head confidently, "Just follow them from a distance. Boss said… their journey won't be peaceful!"
Regarding Karl's words, Frank Castle… no, it should be said that everyone in the Hyperspace Group believed him implicitly.
So, they couldn't escape!
…
"According to reports from our correspondent on the scene, just a few hours ago, a major incident occurred at the Harris Casino Hotel.
At least 400 tourists and surrounding residents experienced temporary physical paralysis simultaneously. After detailed examination by medical personnel, the relevant departments can conclude that
The injuries sustained by these individuals are largely similar to the 'superpower out-of-control incident' that occurred in Westchester County a few years ago, which injured at least 600 people…"
On the interstate highway on the outskirts of Oklahoma City, Logan Howlett drove the newly replaced used pickup truck north, speeding towards the target destination of North Dakota.
The car radio continuously broadcasted the latest reports from the Harris Casino Hotel.
But when he heard the announcer mention the incident from a few years ago, he decisively turned off the radio and glanced at Professor X's condition in the rearview mirror, who was sitting in the back seat.
"I'm sorry, Logan, I'm sorry…"
Professor X hung his head, repeatedly muttering apologies.
"Charles, when was the last time you took your medication?"
Logan Howlett wasn't good at comforting others, so he could only use a simple and direct method to change the subject, "Tell me, I need to know how long it's been."
"I don't know."
Professor X looked up, like a wronged child, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Maybe just a few hours…"
Logan Howlett looked annoyed at Laura, who was sitting in the passenger seat, happily playing by raising and lowering the car window.
"Kid, I clearly told you, two pills every hour. What's in your head?"
Laura didn't speak, just looked at him warily, like a little wolf cub ready to bare its fangs and attack at any moment.
"Don't blame Laura, she's still a child…" Professor X said weakly: "Besides, I was just doing my best to protect her from being taken."
"Protect?" Logan Howlett mercilessly exposed him, "No, Charles, you can't even change your own clean underwear right now!"