"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The sound of collisions continued to ring out in the underground facility of the Xavier Academy for Gifted Youngsters. Saber, who had changed into a casual outfit, was standing in front of a special force recorder in a fighting stance. He was silently punching the sandbag in front of him. After each punch, a number that would make ordinary people stunned would appear on the screen next to him.
Jean was holding a record board and recording the jumping numbers in detail. Professor X was sitting on the other side. Sitting beside him was the little girl, Catherine, who was curiously looking at the silver-white buildings around her. Agent Plum, who had changed her clothes, was sitting further away.
Catherine was very happy to see Saber again, but the little girl's attention was not on Saber, who was sweating profusely. Instead, she was quietly looking at the guy standing beside her, who was flipping through a stack of records.
A blue-haired monster! A blue-haired monster from a fairy tale!
Well, that was just the little girl's personal name. Standing here was Professor X's close comrade, the powerful mutant who was currently the chairman of the "Mutant Council" in Congress. His name was "Beast", Henry Philip McKay. He also had another name, Hank. His appearance was probably the most peculiar of all the mutants here.
His skin was blue, but that was nothing because Saber had seen Raven, the Mystic, who also had blue skin. The most eye-catching thing about Hank was that his body was covered with a blue mane, but other than that, whether it was the outline of his face or his appearance, he was no different from a human.
He looked hairy, tall, and at least 2.15 meters tall. For Catherine, he was an out-and-out giant. But because this blue-haired monster was wearing a black suit and black-rimmed glasses, coupled with the unique temperament of a researcher, he looked surprisingly … well, cute.
The little girl really wanted to stroke Hank's mane, but she was an obedient and sensible child. Therefore, when the adults were looking at Seiber, she was playing with the teddy bear that her godparents gave her. She was having a lot of fun, but she would occasionally look at Seiber, who was silent all the time.
The child's sharp senses could tell that Saber was in a bad mood.
"How is it? Hank, can you see anything? "
Professor X waved his hand gently. The two cups of hot tea on the table floated in the air and slowly moved to Catherine and Hank's hands. The little girl put down the teddy bear and curiously looked at the floating teacup in front of her. She even reached out and grabbed under the teacup, but there was nothing.
She took the teacup and politely said to Professor X,
"Thank you."
At the professor's age, human habits still affected this powerful mutated human leader. He liked children very much, especially sensible children like Catherine. He kindly reached out his hand, touched Catherine's little head, and then looked at the silent beast Hank.
Although Hank looked rude, he was a real researcher. In the chaotic era 40 years ago, he, Professor X, and Magneto stopped the war that almost destroyed the world, and then established a new order of mutated human society from scratch.
He was a true genius and a brave warrior. At the very least, Viktor the Saber-Toothed Tiger wouldn't dare to be so arrogant in front of Viktor, even though Viktor couldn't fight back at all.
"Hoo …"
Hank put aside the record in his hand, then reached out and took off his glasses, and said to Professor X,
"Obviously, this is a phenomenon similar to" Ability Awakening ", just like Eric. You and I both know that when the ability can't be perfectly manipulated, it can't be called a real" Awakening "."
The beast's eyes turned to Saber, who was frantically punching over there, and he lowered his voice with a trace of rigidity.
"Seiber thinks that his ability awakened a month ago, but that's not right. In fact, I think that his ability awakened today. Everything that happened before was just a preparation for this awakening, including the self-healing that consumed his body's energy and the temporary increase in strength. They were all part of this preparation."
As he spoke, he moved his wrist, organized his words, and stated his conclusion.
"When he was attacked by that bastard Victor and tried to perish together with him, Seiber's abilities started to awaken. Look at his stats now. Strength 3 times that of an ordinary person, Level B self-healing, a weakened version of Beast's Perception, Bone Hardening. Tell me, Charles, who do you think of when you see these abilities?"
Professor X pursed his lips, and his eyes narrowed.
"Victor?"
"Yes, Victor the Saber-Toothed Tiger!"
The beast nodded, pointed at Saber, who stopped punching, and knocked on his temple. "He almost completely inherited Victor's ability, but it was severely weakened. If I remember correctly, the Saber-Toothed Tiger's record should be seven times the strength of ordinary people, S-grade self-healing, super strong Beast Perception, and bone hardening."
The blue Hank revealed a smile that could frighten children.
"My guess is that during the explosion, both Seiber and Viktor's bodies were destroyed, but Seiber devoured a part of Viktor's flesh … Ugh, this sounds a little disgusting, but the truth is that Seiber inherited a part of Viktor's ability and replicated it on himself. Just like what he said, he needs to replenish a large amount of energy after every battle."
"Without a doubt, his ability is unprecedented in the history of mutants … Devour!"
Hank leaned on the chair, and his weight made the chair creak. He looked at Saber, who was walking towards them with interest.
"What I'm most curious about is, is there a limit to his devouring ability? If there isn't, then it's simply too scary. "
For a moment, Professor Charles and Hank were both speechless. Then, Seiber sat between them and knocked on Catherine's head. Then, he carried the little girl who was covering her head and pouting and placed her on his lap. He then extended his hand to greet Hank who was sitting at the side.
"Hey, buddy, your mane is great! It looks very cool with your skin! "
Seiber always had a special ability to make people hate him with just one sentence. Hank bared his teeth like a wild beast and snorted coldly in response to Seiber's greeting.
"Kid, are you itching for a beating?"
"Swoosh!"
Saber subconsciously raised his fists, but after a moment, he awkwardly relaxed. He then scratched his head and asked Professor X and Hank.
"Guys, why do I occasionally lose control of my fists? Is it because I hurt some nerves? "
"Hmph."
Hank snorted at the question, but he finally patiently explained.
"This is a normal phenomenon. Beast Perception will help you distinguish some subconscious threats. For example, wild beasts like tigers and wolves will always have a unique premonition of the arrival of danger. Your Beast Perception is a weakened version. Otherwise, the moment I showed hostility, you would have pounced on me and fought with me."
Professor Charles added as he sipped his tea.
"So for mutants with Beast Perception, it is very difficult and takes a long time to control this instinctive premonition of danger. Most of the mutants in history who awakened Beast Perception quickly died in conflicts with others because they could sense the malice of others. To some extent, the weakened version of Beast Perception is a good thing for you. At least it will avoid a lot of unnecessary fights."
"Oh, is that so?"
Saber rubbed his chin and said expectantly, "But I think the full version sounds better … Oh right, Professor, did you guys analyze it? What the hell is that damn ability of mine? "
Hank and Professor X looked at each other. Finally, the professor revealed the mystery.
"It is devouring, Saber. You can devour substances that enter your body and then transform them into something that is beneficial to you. For example, eating a lot of food will make your wounds heal faster. For example, devouring the poison in your body will make you safe and sound. This time is the same. You devoured the flesh of the saber-toothed tiger, which gave you a very similar ability."
"Uh …"
Saber's face showed a trace of embarrassment and disgust. "I ate a part of him? That's disgusting! "
"No, it is not devouring! It is devouring, it is different! "
Hank the Beast glared at him.
"Your description is terrible. It has successfully dispelled my desire for lunch. Also, I want to warn you, boy, don't think that you can try some weird things just because you have this ability. I don't want to see you become a pica or an ogre … Remember, your devouring won't succeed every time."
Saber was about to refute when Grey Jean, who walked over with a stack of materials, also spoke.
"Hank is right, Saber. A part of the report about your ability has been compiled. Now I want to tell you some things to pay attention to, lest you die prematurely."
Jean pulled out a piece of paper full of words from the materials, coughed softly, and read.
"First of all, there is a limit to your devouring. In the hemodialysis I just did, I found that the most your cells can withstand is weak to moderate toxins. They have no resistance to corrosive liquids. In other words, if you try to drink a glass of sulfuric acid, you will still die!"
Hearing this, Saber curled his lips, but he did not refute. Instead, he continued to listen to Jean's explanation. Jean reached out and brushed her long burgundy hair.
"But the good news is that even if it is a deadly toxin, after it dissolves in your body, it will be slowly infiltrated and eliminated by your ability. However, in this process, your physical fitness will be reduced to the lowest level, similar to the rejection reaction of ordinary people when they are sick. If this happens, you must be prepared in advance because you are at your most vulnerable at this time. If you don't replenish enough energy, you are likely to be tortured for a long time, and it may even cause some damage to your body."
"This is good news. In other words, I don't have to worry about my opponent killing me with venom in the future, right?"
Saber's eyes narrowed with a smile. Jean thought for a moment, then nodded.
"Then there's your self-healing ability. B-grade self-healing means that you can ignore most cold weapon attacks. Even if your arm or leg is cut off, you will slowly recover. However, this process will also make you weak. Also, you need to be aware that bullets are still fatal to you. If it hits your heart, you will be seriously injured. If it hits your head …"
Jean's expression became serious, and she emphasized her words.
"You will die."
Saber fell silent. He nodded, then turned to look at Hank.
"Brother Hank, what is the level of Saber-Toothed Tiger's self-healing ability?"
"S-grade!"
Hank drank the water in the teacup in one gulp. He stretched out two fingers and waved them in front of Saber's eyes. "He is the only two S-grade reborn person we have found so far. In fact, we suspect that his ability has exceeded the concept of self-healing itself and reached another level."
"What?"
Saber asked subconsciously. Hank closed his eyes and uttered a word. "Immortality!"
"This … how is this possible?!"
As an Asian, Saber was too familiar with this word. He couldn't believe that the concept of immortality really existed in this world. Seeing his surprise, Professor Saber chuckled and added.
"Victor was born in the 19th century, Syber. He has lived for more than 200 years. Don't take your failure to heart. In fact, Victor is one of the most difficult enemies to deal with in the current mutant society. He is one of the strongest Beta-level mutants."
Saber took a deep breath to calm his emotions. His fingers tapped on the table. Finally, he looked at Grey Jean standing in front of him.
"What about me? Beauty, in your booklet, don't tell me I'm still a pitiful Epsilon Class Mutant? "
"Of course... not. Congratulations on becoming a Beta-level Mutant. By the way, the little girl beside you is an Alpha-level Mutant. Compared to you whose ability is unstable, she is more like a perfect Mutant."
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