bookbashuk Chapter 201 The Old, Sick, and Disabled Group
Chapter 201 The Old, Sick, and Disabled Group
Chapter 201 The Old, Sick, and Disabled Group
At this moment, Du Mu could feel a powerful spiritual force suddenly descending and enveloping the entire casino.
This was a brutal, purely spiritual crushing attack, indiscriminately assaulting the consciousness of every living person in the arena, regardless of friend or foe.
Du Mu clearly felt that this spiritual force was frantically drilling into his mind, squeezing his thoughts, and trying to take control of his brain.
"This bad luck came way too fast!"
Du Mu couldn't help but complain in his heart.
The money he won through gambling had just been spent when not only did Wade suffer, but he also ended up in trouble.
Fortunately, Du Mu's mental attributes were not bad, and he temporarily resisted the sudden mental erosion. Therefore, his body did not become completely stiff and frozen like the people around him, and he could still move with difficulty.
However, the burst of spiritual power was far too overwhelming, and its oppressive force far exceeded that of Dracula that Du Mu had encountered before. He estimated that with his own spiritual attributes, he could only withstand such an intense impact for a short while at most.
However, this amount of time was enough for him.
Without the slightest hesitation, Du Mu immediately took out the silly ring and quickly slipped it onto his finger.
The moment the ring was put on, the mental force that was raging in his mind seemed to lose all its foothold, slipping away from his smooth cerebral cortex and disappearing without a trace, no longer able to affect him in the slightest.
With the pressure suddenly gone, Du Mu immediately regained complete control over his body.
At this moment, he was like the protagonist in a movie who pressed the time stop button; everyone else was frozen in place, but he was able to move freely without being affected.
Du Mu looked around and found that everyone was suffering from the mental storm of A0E. Their expressions were not completely blank, but showed pain, and their bodies were convulsing slightly while they were unable to move.
This is by no means a gentle form of mind control, but a simple and brutal crushing of mental power!
If this continues, the brains of those affected will completely lose control, all neural activity will become uncontrollable, and even the most instinctive breathing may be interrupted. Before long, there will be a large number of bizarre cases of people dying from suffocation, enough to make several episodes of "Approaching Science".
"This spiritual power..."
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In this parallel universe dominated by mutants, and with such a massive amount of mental power, the first person Du Mu thought of was Charles.
The problem is that while Charles's mental strength is formidable, he would never resort to such destructive violence.
Du Mu immediately looked at Wade, thinking that this guy might know something.
Although Wade was also suppressed by the mental force and unable to move, his self-healing factor quickly took effect. After a brief mental shutdown, he was able to withstand the mental force and barely move.
The guy was straining with all the strength he had just regained, his neck stiffly twisted, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets, his eyes fixed on the number below the small white ball hovering on the roulette wheel.
Then, with his hands trembling as if he were in the late stages of Parkinson's, he slowly pushed the chips in front of him onto the numbered area.
This idiot actually tried to take advantage of the almost frozen time to cheat and make a killing!
Du Mu's lips twitched slightly. He stepped forward and slapped the guy on the back of the head: "What time is it! Tell me quickly, what exactly happened?"
"Yes... Charles... his abilities... went out of control..." Wade answered haltingly.
It really was Charles!
Du Mu didn't ask any more questions; now was not the time to delve into the details. He grabbed Wade by the back of his collar and dragged him directly toward the center of this mental storm.
"No... my chips... my thirty-five times odds..."
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Wade let out a piercing scream, his body being dragged along, yet he desperately stretched out his hand toward the gambling table.
Du Mu ignored his wails and took the elevator all the way to the hotel floor above the casino.
As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I saw several armed men dressed in black combat uniforms and holding automatic rifles. Like the people in the casino outside, they were frozen in place by mental power, assuming various combat postures.
In the middle, a heavy-footed, staggering figure was using six adamantium claws to take down one helpless militant after another.
[NPC: James Logan Howlett]
Codename: Wolverine
【Favourability: 0】
[Comment: Old Wolf, a man burdened with elderly parents and young children, a tragic figure in the mutant universe, the anchor of the mutant universe]
[Status: Self-healing factor severely depleted, adamantium poisoning]
The person standing before me is Logan from this parallel world.
But compared to the two Logans that Du Mu had dealt with before, this Logan was in a completely different state.
His hair and beard were mostly gray, his face looked old, every movement was sluggish, and his whole body exuded a sense of powerlessness and heaviness. Where was the image of the bald guy who would fight if he dared to disagree?
Logically speaking, Logan, who possesses a high concentration of self-healing factors, should almost never be in this state.
No matter how old he is, with his self-healing abilities, he should be much healthier than a normal person, instead of looking like he has one foot in the grave.
The reason for all of this is clearly due to Old Logan's condition.
Adamantium poisoning!
Adamantium is no gentle implant; it has strong metallic toxicity that continuously corrodes Logan's cells. In the past, he was able to withstand it entirely thanks to his powerful self-healing ability.
Simply put, it means that the rate of health recovery far exceeds the rate of health loss, keeping the health bar at a healthy level.
But now the situation is reversed. For some unknown reason, the self-healing factor in old Logan's body has severely declined, and the rate of health regeneration can no longer keep up with the rate of health loss. His health bar has been worn down little by little, which is why he looks so old.
The adamantium that once made him invincible is now slowly killing him from the inside, just like the arc reactor in Tony's chest.
At this moment, the indiscriminate and violent mental power was also overwhelming Old Logan.
But his condition was much worse than Wade's; he could barely stand and had to insert his adamantium claws into the wall to barely support his swaying body and prevent him from falling.
Old Logan gritted his teeth and, with heart-wrenchingly slow movements, painstakingly dealt with the armed men in front of him.
After finally taking down a few militants, he gasped for breath, his chest heaving violently, and cold sweat mingled with blood on his forehead.
Just then, Old Logan suddenly noticed the commotion and turned to look at Du Mu and Wade at the elevator entrance.
"Hello, I'm busy right now."
Du Mu greeted him familiarly.
Old Logan was shocked to see that Du Mu was completely unaffected.
This person actually managed to ignore Charles's abilities!?
But then his eyes became wary, and his whole body tensed up, as if he regarded Du Mu and Wade as enemies.
Du Mu didn't pay any attention to this. After saying hello, he pulled Wade and headed straight for the room in front of Old Logan.
"stop!"
Seeing Du Mu walk towards the room, Old Logan growled hoarsely and used his last bit of strength to reach out and try to stop him.
But he was too slow. Du Mu simply dodged to the side, and Old Logan missed and fell to the ground.
Du Mu bypassed Old Logan and entered the room located at the center of the mental storm.
Inside the room, several armed men stood frozen in place, their automatic rifles aimed at the back of a man in a wheelchair. Just by looking at the back of his head, which was so smooth it seemed to reflect light, one could tell that this man was definitely capable and at least a big shot.
[NPC: Charles Xavier]
Codename: Professor X
【Favourability: 10】
[Evaluation: The most powerful telepath, a father nearly a hundred years younger than Wolfman, suffers from Alzheimer's disease, and once lost control of his abilities, causing the instantaneous brain death of over six hundred ordinary people and seven mutants, including several X-Men.]
[Status: Severe neurodegeneration, currently developing]
It's truly outrageous that the world's most powerful brain has been diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease.
Du Mu never imagined that Charles's old age would be so miserable. Not only did he suffer from Alzheimer's disease, but he also lost control of his abilities and killed so many people. This was undoubtedly a torment for Charles, who had an almost indestructible moral bottom line.
To make matters worse, the other person was bald.
Seeing that this elderly version of Charles was in a state of illness, Du Mu glanced around and saw a crawling little girl.
[NPC: Laura Kinney]
[Code Name: X-23]
[Favorability: -50]
[Comment: A Wolverine clone, the old wolf's daughter, possessing Wolverine's abilities]
Du Mu was amused.
No wonder people say that Old Logan has elderly parents and young children to care for; he truly has a father and a daughter to support.
What kind of combination is this? The elderly, the sick, and the disabled?
Laura glared fiercely at Du Mu and Wade, baring her teeth and letting out a low growl like a cub, clearly placing them among her enemies.
Du Mu wondered, "Does he look like a villain?"
He attributed it all to Wade, thinking that it must be this guy who made him a target of misunderstandings, otherwise, how could someone with such a friendly and approachable personality be mistaken for a bad guy?
However, Laura was still in her developmental stage, and her physical attributes were far from being fully developed. Under Charles's indiscriminate mental suppression, she even had great difficulty standing up, let alone launching an attack.
Du Mu noticed that she was holding a syringe filled with medicine in her tightly clenched hand.
"May I borrow this?"
Du Mu completely ignored Laura's gaze and unceremoniously took the syringe from her small hand.
"Dude...you look...like that weird uncle who stole the little girl's lollipop..."
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Wade struggled to speak, but he still couldn't suppress the urge to complain.
Du Mu ignored him, picked up the syringe and walked towards Charles, found a vein in his neck, inserted the needle, and slowly pushed in the medicine.
The medicine's effects were almost immediate.
The suffocating spiritual power vanished suddenly, and the immense pressure caused everyone to collapse to the ground, eliciting painful groans and gasps of relief.
Wade shook his head frantically: "I feel like my brain has been brutally assaulted by a dozen burly men, their white..."
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boom!
A gunshot interrupted Wade, leaving a smoking hole in his red and black hood as he collapsed to the ground.
Du Mu, holding up his golden Desert Eagle, scolded, "There are children here! What kind of lewd jokes are you making? What if you set a bad example?"
The people on the field:
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Aren't you afraid of setting a bad example for children?
"Ugh!"
A furious roar suddenly rang out!
Old Logan, who had just regained some mobility, staggered into the room, giving the armed men no chance to react. His Adamantium claws flashed with a cold light as he forcefully stabbed into their vital organs.
In the blink of an eye, the last armed threat in the room was eliminated.
After dealing with the armed men, Old Logan immediately turned his attention to Du Mu, who was holding a gun. Dragging his tired body, he charged forward again, his six blood-stained adamantium claws tearing through the air and stabbing straight at Du Mu's chest!
Muay Thai warning!
Du Mu swung his elbow, sending Old Logan flying, and secretly shook his arm.
That old wolf has really tough bones!
He said sincerely, "Logan, we are not enemies, don't force me to take action."
Old Logan:
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Haven't you already taken action?
Old Logan struggled to his feet, preparing to launch another attack, when he heard Charles's voice.
"Logan, stop. He's not the enemy."
Upon hearing this, old Logan abruptly stopped his attack, his claws hovering in mid-air.
Du Mu shook his head and said, "At this age, why is your temper still so volatile? Learn from your daughter; she can tell at a glance that I'm not a bad person."
Laura had already resumed her actions, but she simply stood aside without making a move, and even her favorability rating had returned to normal, clearly indicating that she realized Du Mu was not an enemy.
Of course, whether they are bad people or not is another matter.
Seeing Du Mu's familiar demeanor, Old Logan frowned: "Who exactly are you?"
At this moment, Wade slowly got up from the ground: "We're your best friends, especially me. In the comics, we have a love-hate relationship, often using our long, hard things to shove into each other's bodies..."
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boom!
Another crisp, clean gunshot rang out.
Wade's words came to an abrupt halt, his mind racing, and he collapsed backward.
Du Mu snorted coldly: "I've already told you not to teach children bad habits."
Old Logan:
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He became even more certain that this was no decent person; after all, who would shoot their own comrade!
But the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted!
Wade's body actually moved. He casually used his hands to support himself on the ground and stood up again. The blood hole on his forehead was healing rapidly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Old Logan knew this all too well.
Back in the day, he was just like that. Not to mention being shot once, even if he were shot for several hours, it wouldn't be a problem for him. He could still get up quickly and continue fighting.
But now he can't do it anymore. His self-healing factor has severely declined. Even if he gets shot, the wound needs to lie down for most of the day to barely heal. Moreover, he has to manually remove the bullets himself. It's like his 5090 has been replaced with a junk graphics card, which he finds very difficult to adapt to.
Old Logan said in a deep voice, "Are you mutants?"
"That's right."
Du Mu turned to look at Old Logan: "To be honest, we actually came from other parallel worlds, specifically to invite you to join our team."
parallel world?
Unlike the Logan of the previous world, old Logan had been Charles's student for decades. Although not highly educated, he still had some knowledge and naturally understood the concept of parallel worlds.
But he found it utterly absurd and didn't believe it at all. He smirked and said, "Stop reading those ridiculous comic books. I don't know you, and I have no interest in any team. We already have enough trouble of our own."
Seeing that Old Logan was unmoved by reason, Du Mu turned his gaze to Laura, who also possessed self-healing abilities, and gave her what he considered a kind smile.
"Little sister, are you interested in joining my team? It's a lot of fun, and you'll get candy too!"
Du Mu took a candy out of the game's inventory.
Laura's gaze was fixed on the candy, and she was about to reach out to take it.
Old Logan, the father, immediately panicked and shielded Laura behind him, looking at Du Mu with a wary expression.
"She won't agree to it!"
Du Mu was displeased: "She hasn't said anything, how do you know she won't agree? Besides, she looks very willing."
Logan looked down and, sure enough, saw Laura staring longingly at the candy, looking utterly pathetic. His face turned green with envy.
If I don't keep an eye on her, my daughter, whom I just met, might really be lured away by this guy with candy!