American comics: From the old Uncle Wolf, he becomes omniscient and omnipotent

Chapter 30 029: Psychic Invasion

The American border crosses a railroad track. The train whines and trembles violently as it rushes across the earth. When the train goes away, an abandoned factory not far away is revealed. The dilapidated roof of the factory is still slightly amidst the residual power brought by the train. Trembling.

A Chrysler drove past the railroad tracks and headed towards the abandoned factory. In the car, Lorna looked at the terrible environment and said, "You guys live here, can you sleep at night?"

The girl thought that the environment she lived in was bad enough. She had lived in an abandoned warehouse before, but there were no trains speeding by nearby.

She watched the car drive into the factory and said, "I'm really worried it's going to collapse."

"Don't worry, Uncle Wolf will move out of this place soon, and we can change to a more comfortable environment together then."

Rojo touched Lorna's head.

"I didn't say I would leave with you, I just promised to help you deal with Sherman."

Logan Howlett pushed open the car door and asked the two of them to follow him, and walked towards the back door of the factory. Inside the door was a dark corridor with no lights, and was illuminated entirely by the light coming from the cracks in the roof.

"Who's there!"

At the end of the corridor, a pale figure raised a shotgun and shouted with a trembling voice.

"Caliban it's me, Logan."

Logan Howlett was used to it, Caliban was always nervous.

"Logan? No, there are two more people around you! Who are they?"

Caliban hid behind the iron box, looked up and saw a boy and a girl, "They are mutants too! Logan, you have crossed the line. We said we can't bring outsiders back!"

"Fack."

"Don't be afraid. Caliban is a bit neurotic. He has persecution delusions. He always feels that others are going to persecute him. His mood will stabilize after a while."

Logan Howlett comforted Rojo and the two men behind him, then strode over to snatch the shotgun from Caliban's hand.

"He looks so strange, and he's a little neurotic."

Lorna saw Caliban arguing with Uncle Wolf, refusing to shoot, her eyes full of wariness.

"It should have something to do with his ability."

Rojo remembered that Caliban's abilities were very special. Unlike most mutants, Caliban did not have the ability to attack and it was difficult to survive in this era.

However, Caliban's ability is what many researchers are eager to obtain, because he can track mutants, and Caliban can find them no matter where they go.

This is also the reason why Caliban is so neurotic. Many people outside want to get him, study his abilities, and track and capture more mutants.

"Come here."

Logan Howlett grabbed Caliban's shotgun and threw it aside.

"Sorry to cause you any trouble, my name is Lorna."

Lorna noticed Caliban's gloomy eyes. Perhaps because he had not seen the light for a long time, his skin turned pale and his eyes became cloudy and gloomy.

"Rojo."

Rojo knew that Caliban was staring at them and even sniffing their scent to see if there was a threat. Caliban had a very good nose and could indeed smell potential threats.

"Your smell is familiar."

Caliban stared at Lorna for a long time and said, "Logan, where did you find her?"

"Ignore him, there's something wrong with his brain."

Logan Howlett took off his suit and was too lazy to bother with Caliban.

"Is there something wrong with my mind? If I and my shelter hadn't taken you in, you and the professor would have died long ago. Those people even destroyed the entire shelter in order to find the professor! It was you who killed them! Now you want to repeat the same mistake !"

Caliban's eyes turned red and he roared hysterically.

"Is that my fault? Don't forget, who tried his best to rescue you from the escort vehicle before you took us back to the shelter! Tell me!"

When Logan Howlett was poked in a painful spot, he also pointed at Caliban and roared, veins popped out on his forehead, and he reached out and smashed a mug, "If you can't speak, just shut up!"

"Hey! That's my favorite mug!"

Caliban squatted on the ground in distress and swept up the broken cup.

"They're all so grumpy."

Lorna was a little embarrassed and retreated behind Rojo, "We seem to be in the wrong place."

Rojo didn't say anything. A depressive environment will always change people's mentality greatly. Uncle Wolf is the same, and Caliban is the same. They all become extremely irritable. When a person is oppressed for a long time, the rational thoughts in his head will be tightened. Lines will gradually break under pressure, and the smallest thing can make them furious because the suppressed emotions in their hearts need to be vented.

At this time, only by changing the current situation can they make changes, and it cannot be done with just a mouth.

"Sorry, I'll find you a new cup."

Logan Howlett took a deep breath and realized that Rojo and Lorna were still here. He said awkwardly: "I'm kidding you. The professor is in another place. Please follow me."

"Logan, take the medicine." Caliban said with a heavy face, picked up a bag of medicine and threw it over, "The professor is taking a nap, he hasn't taken the medicine yet."

The huge rusty water tower was dilapidated by the wind and sun. A gust of midday wind blew by, and the water tower swayed violently, and the supporting columns creaked and crumbled.

Lorna had still thought that living next to the train tracks would be very noisy, but now she suddenly felt that the abandoned factory was good enough. In comparison, the inside of the water tower was extremely stuffy, and an iron can absorbed the sunlight, as if it were A large oven opened the circular gate, and hot air hit the face. There was only a fan in the center of the water tower, blowing towards an old man on the bed.

"Logan?"

Professor Charles heard the movement and opened his eyes in confusion, his eyes were cloudy and dull.

"Professor, I brought two friends over to see you."

Logan Howlett came to the bedside, picked up the professor, and put him in the wheelchair next to him. He poured water and gave him medicine while talking.

"Is he Professor X?"

Lorna looked at Charles, who was old, dull-eyed, and unable to take care of himself, with some disbelief.

"Ah."

Rojo nodded and felt sorry for the professor. He was once the principal of Xavier Academy for Geniuses and the most powerful brain on earth, but now he is reduced to living in an iron jar, unable to even take care of himself.

"They are Rojo and Lorna. These two children want to meet you."

After Logan Howlett finished taking the medicine, the professor became more energetic.

"Logan, have you forgotten that I no longer accept students?"

Professor Charles smiled.

"Lorna is a very special student. Maybe you will be interested in accepting students again."

Logan Howlett pointed at Lorna.

"Professor, I have some questions."

Lorna said softly.

"you"

The effects of Professor Charles' medicine gradually took effect, and his brain became much clearer. When his eyes fell on Lorna, his slightly dull eyes suddenly became deep and sharp, staring straight at the girl, as if he had seen through everything.

The next second, the air seemed to solidify in an instant. The professor's pupils tightened. The world in his eyes seemed to enter a long tunnel. In the blink of an eye, he suddenly fell into a white world, with sounds and pictures. poured into his mind.

Those are all Lorna Dane’s memory fragments!
His brows became more and more frowned, his hands tensed and trembled, and he muttered: "Lorna Dane, are you his daughter!? Is he still alive? Where is he now?"

"Charles wake up!"

Logan Howlett's voice brought the professor back from the white world, and his eyes focused on Lorna again.

"Professor, what did you see?"

Rojo was a little worried. He knew that the professor must have seen Lorna's past memories, but what he was worried about was not that, but whether the professor would see his own memories!

"Logan, I saw Eric."

Professor Charles looked at Lorna with complicated eyes and said, "Child, your father is Eric Lensherr. We usually call him Magneto."

"You know my father?"

Lorna is pleasantly surprised. She has been in the orphanage as long as she can remember and has no memory of her biological parents.

"Well, he is. My friend, my best friend. We used to work together and go through life and death together."

Professor Charles frowned, his eyes full of memories, and couldn't help but sigh as he spoke, "Your memory as a baby is a bit fuzzy, but I saw Eric's face, but I don't know anything else. See, I’m afraid it will be difficult for me to help you find him.”

As time goes by and people grow older, they usually selectively forget some unnecessary memory fragments to reduce the burden on the brain. However, forgetting does not mean complete elimination, just like some memory fragments from infancy are still hidden in the brain. Deep down, but hard to remember.

Just now, Charles used his psychic ability to dig into the memories hidden deep in Lorna's mind, and saw the face of his best friend Eric, just for a fleeting moment.
But combined with Lorna's ability, he could be sure that the girl in front of him was the descendant of Magneto Eric!
"No wonder."

Logan Howlett took a deep look at Lorna. The scene of the battle with Magneto was replayed in his mind. It was really unbearable to look back. He never won once. "God is so strange. He made fate become It’s so amazing that we actually met Eric’s child.”

"Is Magneto still alive?"

Rojo couldn't help but ask. Although the probability was very small, Lorna was already 14 years old. More than ten years had passed since the last scene where Magneto appeared. Magneto might have died somewhere in the world. You have to know that at that time Magneto Magneto is not young, but...maybe there is a glimmer of hope?

"Are you Rojo?"

Professor Charles had been immersed in the memory of his best friend. After hearing these words, he raised his head and looked at the boy.

His eyes were as deep as the sea of ​​stars, staring at Rojo, and his breathing suddenly became rapid, "How could this happen to you?"

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