The next morning, as soon as he woke up, Professor Xavier's gentle voice rang in his mind.
"Come and talk to me, Saber."
"What the hell, can't you let me sleep a little longer?"
Saber pursed his lips, but he quickly got up from the bed. He opened the curtains and let the sun shine into the room. Hawkins' purification of Logan's serum had been completed, and his body's condition had begun to deteriorate. Harvey had also told him that some of the members of The Devil Gang would return to Gotham. Everything had been gathered together, so he had to rush back to Gotham as soon as possible.
He could feel the little girl's reluctance, but a baby eagle could not always stay in the nest. Saber believed that Logan would train Catherine well.
People like Saber were always pessimistic about the world, just like his motto: The world is always cruel to everyone. In this cold world, having the power to protect oneself was the best blessing.
A few minutes later, Saber appeared in Professor Xavier's office. The professor was sitting at the table reading. Saber habitually lit a cigar, but as soon as the flame lit up, it was extinguished by an invisible force. Professor Xavier's faint voice sounded.
"The last time I allowed you to smoke here, it was because you were a guest, but smoking is prohibited in this school. Saber, your current identity is Catherine's guardian, you should set a good example for her."
Saber looked at the extinguished cigar, scratched his head, and asked.
"What if I smoke secretly?"
The professor looked at him and closed the book in his hand.
"I'll replace your mind with that of a six-year-old girl … I'll even ask Orolo to braid your hair. I think you'll like it."
Hearing this, Saber, who was shocked, immediately put the cigar back into the cigar box. He patted his chest and said with a face full of righteousness.
"Well, I think what you said makes a lot of sense, Professor. I really should set a good example for these children … But then again, you didn't call me here so early in the morning just to talk about quitting smoking, right?"
"Of course … not."
The professor smiled, and his eyes became deep. "Your body … Do you need me to give you some advice? If necessary, I think you'll need it. "
Saber's teasing expression immediately turned serious. As time passed, he felt more and more changes in his body. No one could be indifferent in the face of death. If he could live, Saber would not want to die.
Professor nodded when he saw Seiber's serious expression. He waved his left hand, and an invisible wall made of spiritual energy enveloped the entire room. He looked at Seiber and said softly, "You're right.
..... "Maybe you've seen a lot of incredible things, but I want to tell you, Saber........... it is said to be, there is no disease be cured......... but you. you need luck.......................
. "The professor's expression was a little complicated. He looked at Saber.
"Unfortunately, due to a contract with a great being, I can't tell you more. But if you really can't escape this disaster, go east... Keep going east. If you're lucky enough, you can reach there."
Seiber looked as if he had heard a story that had no beginning or end. He tilted his head, and the expression on his face seemed to say, "Are you kidding me?"
But when he saw the deep meaning in the professor's face, he finally took a deep breath and asked.
"It's not that I don't believe you, Professor, but it's hard to say that genetic collapse is a disease, right?"
The professor shook his head and picked up the book in his hand again.
"You still don't understand what I mean, Saber. Believe me. If you really go there, you'll understand that the truth of this world is really much more interesting than you think. By the way … I have something to ask of you."
Saber nodded thoughtfully.
"Say it, Professor. If you can promise me that you'll help me take care of Catherine while I'm away, I'll be happy to do something for you. But if it's difficult, I think I have the right to ask for more, right?"
Professor Charles nodded noncommittally.
"Don't worry. I just need you to find a child. Five days ago, I received a call from the Quebec Mutated People's Organization. There was a serious injury case near Toronto. It was said that a 15-year-old girl suddenly awakened her ability and almost sucked her boyfriend's life force dry. It's a terrifying ability. What's with that expression?"
Professor Charles raised his head and looked at Saber. The guy had a smirk on his face that said "all men know". The professor's choice of words was not appropriate, but the professor's expression was a little serious.
"Saber, you probably don't understand the seriousness of this matter. The girl's awakened ability should be something that absorbs life force. If she can really absorb life force, then it's terrible. She'll probably be killed by those panicking ordinary people. You've experienced an awakening before, so you know how painful it is. So, I hope that you can go to Canada for me, find this child, and bring her back."
"As a reward, I can promise you that as long as I'm in New York, Catherine will not be harmed in any way!"
The professor said solemnly. "You don't want to see a pitiful girl who's the same age as Catherine lose her life just like that, right?"
Saber was probably influenced by the professor's words. He was silent for a moment before he finally nodded.
"Okay, Professor. I'll go. The premise is that the child can hold on until I get there. It'll take about three days. If she can't hold on, I'll avenge her."
"You …"
The professor was left speechless by the murderous answer. He sighed.
"Saber, I've always wanted you to join our faction. But now it seems that your sense of right and wrong is really different from ours. You must be careful when you go to Canada. The Mutant Brotherhood has been very active in that area recently. I think Eric already knows about what you and Logan did. He'll take every opportunity to pull you into his faction."
"Don't worry, Professor."
Seiber stood up and stretched his body. A red glow flashed across his eyes. "I have a lot of things to settle with the Brotherhood. Before that, I won't consider joining them."
The professor nodded and gave Saber a gentle smile.
"Then, good luck, Saber."
Saber had a slightly bitter smile on his face. He touched his abdomen. "Yeah, I really need some luck now."
At the same time that Saber boarded the private jet that Harvey arranged for him to fly from New York to Gotham, in the reception room of a private hospital in Washington, Logan looked nervously at the young female doctor who was examining Kayla. He did not hide his identity as a Mutant. For a man like Logan who was generous and cared about his wife, the hospital doctor had no reason to reject him.
Especially when Logan threw out as much as 2.7 million USD for the surgery without batting an eyelid, and it was a one-time payment. He immediately became the VIP of this private hospital. Normal people didn't really like mutants, but money didn't discriminate between races, right?
A moment later, the female doctor in a doctor's uniform came out. She held a stack of examination data in her hands. She spoke to Logan, who was dressed in a suit but still had a ferocious aura.
"Please come with me, Mr. Logan Houtley. Due to your wife's special constitution, you will need to talk to Dr. Steve Strange about the surgery."
The beautiful nurse said to Logan. "Don't worry, Mr. Logan. Dr. Strange is your wife's chief surgeon. He has completed surgeries like this seven times in the past two years. His success rate is 100%!"
Logan nodded and followed the nurse into the front office. A man with short hair, who looked to be around 27 or 28 years old, had his back facing them. He was standing by the window, admiring the scenery. After the door was opened, he turned around. What greeted him was a pair of bright eyes. Logan saw strong confidence, determination, stubbornness, and arrogance in those eyes. He was definitely not a likeable person.
He walked over and extended his hand to Logan with a smile on his face.
"Hello, Mr. Logan. I'm Steve Strange. To be honest, performing spine repair surgery on a Mutant is something I've never experienced in my career as a doctor. Do you mind telling me how she got injured?"
Logan looked around. His slightly cold eyes had a hint of instinctive vigilance, but in the end, he nodded.
"Okay, if this can help with Kayla's surgery."
At the same time, on a small island in the sea off the iconic Golden Gate Bridge in California in the southern United States, Senator Kelly walked into this deeply hidden base under the lead of several old generals in military uniforms. There were heavily armed soldiers stationed everywhere, but this was actually not the territory of the military. It was a scientific research project belonging to a medical consortium.
The Worthington Laboratory was transformed from the country's largest prison.
Senator Kelly stood at a special lookout at the highest point of the base. On the special monitor, he saw a room painted completely white. In the room, there was a boy in a white hospital gown with his hair shaved. He hugged his knees and looked very lonely. He had a pair of brown eyes. Beside him, there was a bed, a game console, a computer, and some comics that children liked. There was everything that children liked to play here, but there was no … freedom.
"He is …"
Senator Kayla turned to look at the woman beside her. If her memory was good enough, she would realize that this was the woman who once stood beside Stryker.
"Yes, he is" Jimmy "."
The woman said softly. Her eyes shone with the light of a scientist. "If Mutants are a disease, then he is undoubtedly the last antidote to this incurable disease. His ability is" restoration ", but not in the literal sense. It is on the genetic level. He completely restores the activated X gene, allowing Mutants to truly become normal people."
"Jimmy? That's his name? "
Senator Kelly asked with interest. "Or is it a code name that you gave him?"
The woman adjusted her glasses.
"It's meaningless, Senator Kelly. I can only say that the Worthington Laboratory will completely end the conflict between Mutants and humans. If we succeed …"
"Very well, go ahead and do it!"
Senator Kelly took one last look at the lonely child. The moment he turned around, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"You will become the true heroes of this world, Dr. Yao. If you need any support, you can ask. The current situation of the mutated human society is not optimistic. The Congress needs you to develop this' antidote 'as soon as possible."
The busy senator said a few more words before he turned around and left. However, his affirmation still motivated the researchers. Research has always been a boring job, so these people always thirsted for more.
Even further away, at the edge of the Golden Gate Bridge, a woman wearing ordinary clothes and carrying a bag stood on the bridge like an ordinary tourist. She held a camera and stood on the bridge, taking pictures of the sea. She seemed to be very curious about all this. However, in a frequency that ordinary people could not hear, one after another, information was constantly being sent to the Delta Wing Building in New York.
"I'm close to the island, about to begin the second infiltration … Wait, I see Senator Kelly. What is he doing here? Plum, help me check Senator Kelly's schedule. "
"Roger, Natasha. Please wait, I'm checking the information …"
Agent Plum, who was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, sat on a chair, her hands tapping on the keyboard. After ten seconds, she seemed to have realized something was wrong. She pondered for a moment and spoke into the communicator.
"Natasha, continue your infiltration work … Councilman Kelly, his recent schedule seems a little strange, but leave it to me."
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