In fact, Darian and Quicksilver were thinking along the same lines.
He planned to use a diamond pickaxe to dig a tunnel, breaking into the prison directly from underground to rescue all the Mutants.
The most high-end prison breaks often employ the most primitive methods.
Of course, this kind of manual labor certainly wouldn't fall to him as the leader. Darian naturally assigned the task of digging the tunnel to Erik. After all, he was wearing a hard hat, which was perfect for the job.
And the first target they chose to rescue was Quicksilver, who had once been one of the X-Men.
Yes, this World had a Quicksilver too. His abilities were exactly the same as the Pietro from the main server, except his speed was much faster—at least several times faster than Pietro's.
Logically, it should be difficult to catch the fastest person in the World, but this guy had somehow been caught by the Sentinel Robots.
"No matter which World it is, Pietro is equally embarrassing."
Darian looked at the upside-down Quicksilver and couldn't help but criticize him in his heart.
He nodded and said, "Yes, I am the leader of the Brotherhood, Darian."
Quicksilver: ;(;~;）
What?
Quicksilver turned to Erik and asked in surprise, "Dad, did you abdicate? How did the leader of the Brotherhood change?"
Erik's face turned dark. "I'll say it one last time: I am not your father. I've never even had a wife in my life."
Quicksilver curled his lip.
"My mom said you two were together for a very short time. One night, you suddenly pulled up your pants and disappeared. But at that time, my mom was already pregnant with me and my sister; you just didn't know it."
Erik frowned. "What is your mother's name?"
Quicksilver replied, "Magda."
"What!?"
Erik's eyes widened as he looked at Quicksilver in disbelief.
"You are Magda's child?"
"Yes."
Quicksilver nodded his head.
Erik's expression became quite a sight.
Back then, he indeed had a romantic fling and hadn't used any protection.
Furthermore, since this was a future World, it was normal for the timeline not to match up perfectly.
Calculating it this way, Quicksilver really might be his son.
Darian looked at Erik with disdain.
"Erik, I never would have thought. A man with such thick eyebrows and big eyes like you is actually a scumbag who abandoned his wife and child."
Erik explained frantically, "The reason Magda and I separated was that I had to go find Sebastian Shaw for revenge. That bastard killed my mother. My mind was only filled with the desire to kill him, and I left because I was afraid of involving Magda. How could I have known she... was pregnant?"
"So that's how it was."
Darian nodded after hearing this, looking understanding.
"You really are a scumbag."
Erik: "..."
Quicksilver looked at the clueless Erik and said in surprise, "Wait, I remember you knew about this a long time ago."
"It's a long story. I'll explain it to you after we get out."
Darian patted Quicksilver's shoulder... thigh, and said seriously, "In short, we are here to save our Mutant compatriots, and now we need your help."
Upon hearing this, Quicksilver didn't even think before saying, "What kind of help? Just say it. If I can do it, I definitely will."
Darian said happily, "Very good. I need to use your ability to help us rescue the Mutants locked in the prison in the shortest time possible."
Quicksilver shook his head with a bitter smile. "I'm afraid I can't do that. I have a suppression device on me, so I can't use my abilities at all. And as you can see, my legs have been ruined for a long time. Now I only have my two hands that can move."
"That's simple."
Darian jerked his chin toward Erik.
Without a word, Erik raised his right hand toward Quicksilver.
Before Quicksilver could react, he felt the back of his neck loosen. The suppression device that had been suppressing him automatically dismantled and fell to the ground with a clatter.
The long-lost power instantly surged through his body, and Quicksilver was incredibly excited.
But looking down at his sensationless legs, most of the excitement on his face faded away.
He said dejectedly, "My legs have been broken for too long. I can no longer use my self-healing ability to repair them."
"Apply this to your legs."
Darian flipped his right hand, and an exquisite wooden box appeared out of thin air.
Opening the lid, inside was a pitch-black ointment that emitted a strange medicinal smell.
[Item: Black Jade Intermittent Ointment (The exclusive secret medicine of the Vajra Sect. It can easily heal even bones shattered into dust. No more worrying about having your legs broken by the butler.)]
Quicksilver asked curiously, "What is this?"
"Medicine that can mend bones and reconnect tendons. Use it quickly."
Quicksilver took the Black Jade Intermittent Ointment half-doubtingly, sat on the ground, rolled up his pant legs, and applied the ointment to his legs.
The ointment felt icy cold as it was applied, and it quickly seeped into his skin.
After that chill came a warmth, and then an itch, as if countless ants were crawling in the gaps between his bones.
Instead of being uncomfortable, Quicksilver's eyes lit up.
"My legs... I have feeling in them."
He could feel those nerves that had long since died being reconnected one by one.
At the same time, a series of crackling sounds came from his legs. His originally twisted and deformed legs actually began to reset themselves, straightening out bit by bit and gradually returning to their normal shape.
After about half a minute, the uncomfortable sensation slowly subsided.
Quicksilver tried moving his toes and found that they really could move, and there wasn't the slightest bit of discomfort.
"I'm healed! My legs are really healed!"
Quicksilver did a handstand, his legs swinging joyfully in the air.
Darian: "..."
Damn, I used the wrong medicine. This guy's brain is what needs treating, not his legs.
"Sorry, habit."
Quicksilver also realized something was wrong and quickly switched to standing on his legs, saying excitedly to Darian, "Thank you so much! You are practically my second parent, my own father!"
Erik: "???"
"There's no need to be your father. Your father is Erik; it's only right for you to follow in his footsteps."
Darian waved his hand happily and pointed to the diamond pickaxe in Erik's hand.
"Come, take this diamond pickaxe and go dig through all the other cells. Bring all the imprisoned Mutant prisoners here. Remember, you must be fast."
"No problem! Mission guaranteed!"
Quicksilver took the diamond pickaxe from Erik's hand and patted his chest with a face full of confidence.
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure instantly disappeared, and a newly dug tunnel appeared out of thin air by the wall.
"So fast!"
Erik couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
Truly worthy of being his son; that speed was clearly inherited from him.
"Don't just stand there, unlock the suppression devices for the others as well," Darian urged.
Erik waved his hand, and the devices on the necks of several Mutant prisoners fell off one after another.
These Mutant prisoners felt as if they had been granted a grand pardon and thanked them repeatedly.
Darian pressed a device, and with a flash of red mist, Red Devil instantly appeared beside him.
"Black King, My Lord."
"Red Devil, take these people to the secret Base. Let Professor X and Charles check their minds; keep the ones with good character."
"And what about the ones with bad character?"
"Is that even a question? Naturally, have Professor X and Charles re-educate them properly, and then keep them."
Red Devil understood instantly—it was brainwashing.
As expected of the Black King.
There was a reason Sebastian Shaw couldn't outplay you back then.
Red Devil grabbed several Mutant prisoners, and with a flash of red mist, they vanished.
Darian turned to Erik and said, "I'll leave this side to you guys. I'm going up for a bit."
"What are you going to do?"
"Attract fire."
Darian pointed toward the ceiling. "With so many Mutant prisoners missing, the prison will find out soon. Someone has to go draw their attention."
Upon hearing this, Erik immediately said, "I'll go too!"
"You stay here and assist Quicksilver. Don't get in the way of my showing off."
Darian waved his hand and went directly into the first tunnel, soon arriving at Quicksilver's cell.
The purple suppression light in the cell was shining brightly; he glanced at it and ignored it completely.
He wasn't a Mutant, and he didn't have any X-Gene in his body, so this suppression light had no effect on him at all.
Darian walked to the cell door, placed his hands on the door panel, and with a little effort, the entire door was ripped off by him. The screeching sound of twisting metal echoed through the corridor.
Wooo!
The piercing alarm instantly blared. The entire prison was like a disturbed hornet's nest, and red warning lights began to flash frantically in the corridor. Before long, a flurry of rapid footsteps came from both ends of the passage.
Soon, two groups of fully armed prison guards appeared in his sight, all equipped with high-tech gear.
"Don't move! Put your hands behind your head and squat down!"
The guards raised their gun barrels, aiming them all at Darian.
Darian was somewhat speechless. "If I don't move, how am I supposed to put my hands behind my head and squat down?"
The guards didn't care about that.
Seeing that Darian wasn't following orders, the leading Captain immediately gave the command.
"Fire!"
The next second, a dozen rifles simultaneously spat out blue energy beams, shooting densely toward Darian.
Unfazed, Darian threw out several sandbags out of thin air.
Those sandbags exploded in mid-air, and countless fine grains of sand instantly formed a circular protective shield, covering him tightly and blocking the incoming energy beams.
The guards' eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
"What's going on!?"
"How can he use an ability!?"
"Isn't the suppression device on!?"
Seeing Darian's extraordinary ability, they immediately categorized him as being in the Mutant camp.
But the problem was, the entire Mutant prison was covered by suppression light. Why could he use a Mutant ability?
As the sand flowed, Darian revealed half of his face from within the shield and said with a smile, "To be honest, my Mutant ability is being able to suppress the ability that suppresses Mutant abilities."
Guards: "..."
What kind of nesting-doll ability is this?
Seeing that Darian could actually use superpowers, the Captain broke into a cold sweat and immediately shouted, "Quick, go summon the Sentinels..."
Before he could finish, countless fine grains of sand suddenly surged from the ground, splitting into several streams and lunging toward the guards.
Before the guards could react, their entire bodies were encased in sand.
No matter how they struggled, they couldn't break free from the entanglement of the sand. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a dozen sand sculptures.
Literally, sand sculptures.
Darian came before the Captain and activated hypnosis control.
"Where is the person in charge here?"
The Captain's eyes instantly became hollow, and his mouth opened mechanically.
"In... in B Block, third floor, the second door on the left at the end of the corridor."
"Take me there."
Darian released the Captain and followed him forward. However, after walking a short distance, they were met head-on by a squad. Several people in the front row crouched down, while the guards in the back row raised their guns simultaneously.
"Fire!"
With a single command, all the guards pulled their triggers at once, and countless energy beams instantly streaked toward them.
Darian's entire body was quickly encased in sand, and he didn't suffer any damage.
But the Captain leading the way was very unlucky; he took at least 70% of the damage. He didn't die at Darian's hands, but rather at the hands of his own people.
"So ruthless? You even kill your own?"
Darian raised an eyebrow. Ignoring the energy beams, he raised his hand to control the surging sand, turning these guards into sand sculptures as well.
He went to the guard who had given the order and activated hypnosis control again.
"Why did you even take out your own person?"
The other party answered honestly, "Because I am the Vice-Captain, and he was the Captain."
Darian: "..."
The struggle for the Captain's position has always been thus.
Somewhat speechless, he said, "Fine then. Now that the Captain is gone, you, the Vice-Captain, shall lead the way. Take me to your person in charge."
The Vice-Captain nodded mechanically and stepped forward.
Darian followed.
As a result, they hadn't walked much further...
"Fire!"
Under the rain of lasers, the Vice-Captain instantly became "Vice-Captains."
Darian: "..."
No, is the competitive environment in your prison really this bad?
A few minutes later, after going through several rounds of guides, Darian finally arrived at an office under the guidance of the fifth candidate for Vice-Captain.
Darian kicked the door open and strode into the office, looking up to see a dozen guards huddled in the corner, shivering.
"Which of you is the person in charge here?"
"Protect the Warden!"
A dozen guards shouted in unison, surrounding a fat middle-aged man in the back, making him the center of attention instantly.
Warden: "..."
Are you protecting me or selling me out?
As the Warden saw Darian's gaze sweep over, his Adam's apple bobbed a few times, and he swallowed hard.
"Fire! Kill this damn Mutant!"
However, not a single person moved.
The guards lowered their heads, looking at their noses and their hearts, pretending not to hear.
They all knew that the guards outside had been turned into sand sculptures by Darian, so how could they dare to attack him?
They only earned a few thousand a month; why would they risk their lives?
The Warden's face turned green.
"You guys..."
Boom!!
Just then, a wall of the office suddenly exploded. Bricks flew everywhere, and dust filled the air.
Several silver Sentinel Robots emerged from the hole, their mechanical eyes scanning the surroundings.
Seeing the arrival of the Sentinel Robots, the Warden felt as if he had seen his savior. His back instantly straightened, and the fear on his face vanished.
"Hahaha!" The Warden laughed loudly, glaring at Darian viciously.
"The Sentinel Robots are here! You're freaking finished!"
In this World, Sentinel Robots were the natural enemies of Mutants. No matter how powerful Darian was, he couldn't possibly be a match for the Sentinel Robots. "Kill this Mutant scum for me!"
The Warden pointed at Darian and issued an order to the Sentinel Robots.
However, in the next second, he was stunned.
He saw Darian walk right past the Sentinel Robots as if he were in an uninhabited area.
But the Sentinel Robots had no reaction whatsoever. Their mechanical eyes were still scanning, but when Darian passed by them, they acted as if they hadn't seen anything at all, without the slightest movement.
"Wha... what's going on?"
The Warden looked at all this in disbelief, saying absurdly, "Why aren't the Sentinel Robots attacking you?"
"Because I'm a human, of course."
Darian grinned, and countless black tentacles surged from behind him, spreading out like a tide.
They twisted and crawled eerily around everyone, and the entire office was plunged into darkness in an instant.
Warden: "..."
Guards: "..."
Where the hell do you look like a human!?