Chapter 1110 Utu
The American people do not know about the impending natural disaster.
The government deliberately concealed the matter and blocked all channels. The FBI severely warned several observatories and the astronomy department of the University of Physics, and ordered the NAS to do its best to block the news.
At the same time, after discussion among the five founders of the Illuminati, the hunt for mutants was suspended.
After all, compared to the mutants who have become extinct, the threat from the outside is obviously greater. At least until the unknown energy is solved, the Avengers will not invest too much attention and energy.
Although the pursuit continued, the intensity was obviously much weaker.
Thanks to the huge threat from the universe, the mutants who were already struggling to survive under the pursuit of the Sentinels, with almost no way to escape, could finally take a big breath and relax their vigilance a little.
After escaping from the church, Professor
In order to escape from the pursuit of the Sentinel robot, it can be said that it was a lot of hard work. The only means of transportation was "Flicker", and he almost died from exhaustion. After running many ways, he finally got away from San Francisco and arrived at a sparsely populated city.
San Bruno is a city in San Mateo County, California.
It is located south of San Francisco and on the edge of the San Francisco Bay. The entire city has a small population and is considered a relatively remote town. It is surrounded by dense mountains and forests, making it a good hiding place.
The most important thing is that Professor X has a reason to come here.
"Professor, where is the friend you mentioned?"
A burly orc with a blue-haired beast appearance and glasses was pushing the professor's wheelchair, vigilantly observing the pedestrians around him, and asked in a low voice: "The population here is too sparse. If we are discovered, it will be difficult to get rid of us." Sentinel robot.”
"Hank, don't worry."
Professor
"I hope so..."
Hank sighed lightly and said worriedly: "Professor, can that friend of yours really cure Wanda?"
"I don't know... I hope so."
Professor , you know the inside story."
"Those two people...they make me feel very dangerous."
A trace of fear flashed in Hank's eyes, and he said solemnly: "Although I don't want to accept the identity of the beast, but... I have to say that sometimes the instinct of the beast is far more than that of humans. The two of them are too dangerous. I don’t think it’s possible to work together.”
"I'm just sorry. No matter how dangerous it is, you can still use it as long as it's reasonable."
Professor You can get in touch with them.”
Hearing this, Hank remained silent, with a trace of struggle in his eyes: "Professor... I think you have changed a lot."
"Everyone changes, including me, Hank."
Professor Doesn’t it prove this?”
"Then you shouldn't... risk a child."
Hank's eyes were complicated, and he felt that the old man in front of him suddenly became very strange.
In the past, Professor .
"Here we are."
Professor X did not answer Hank, but suddenly stopped.
Hank turned to look around and saw an old-fashioned apartment left over from the last century. The outer wall had even fallen off, and there were graffiti left by children. There were mountains of domestic garbage piled next to it, and it exuded a disgusting smell. The stench.
This place does not look like the residence of Professor X's friends, but rather like a gathering place for Nico.
"Professor...are you sure you are here?" Hank couldn't help but ask.
"Colossus, Twinkle, and Storm, the three of you stay outside and guard the surroundings." Professor friend."
"Okay, Professor."
Hank nodded, pushed Professor X's wheelchair, and slowly walked towards the apartment.
Before the two of them got close, the door to the apartment slowly opened, revealing an old wooden corridor that was cracked by water and undulating.
"It seems that my old friend already knows that we have arrived."
Professor
Hank took a deep breath and pushed Professor X into the apartment.
Crunch...crunch...crunch...
The damp and cracked old wooden floor was crushed by two people and a wheelchair, making an unpleasant and harsh sound.
The walls on both sides are yellowed and old, and almost all of the wall coverings have fallen off, revealing the gray mottled cement inside. The structure and furnishings of the entire house look quite dated, perfectly restoring the United States of the last century.
At the end of the corridor is a living room. The kitchen counter is piled with pizza boxes and takeaway lunch boxes. There are more than a dozen flies flying arrogantly. A fan hangs on the ceiling and is rotating squeakingly.
The carpet was so dirty that it almost turned completely black, and you could even see holes gnawed by rats and burned by cigarette butts.
In short, this place is a garbage dump.
Hank, who has a sense of smell like a beast, couldn't stand the smell here. He could only pinch his nose and frown: "Professor, are you sure you want to find someone who will stay in such a dirty environment?"
Although he is not a racist, to be honest...he has only seen such a dirty environment in the black community.
"Little Charles, long time no see."
Just when Hank was questioning, he saw a barefoot man with an extremely large head, about three or four times that of an ordinary person, but only half the height of an ordinary person, wearing a blue robe, walking out of the room next to the living room.
"Long time no see, Mr. Utu."
Professor
When Hank heard this, he showed a horrified look, his eyes widened, and he looked at the 'big-headed doll' in shock.
Eighty years ago...the professor was only seventeen years old. How old is this guy? !
"Well, to be precise, it should be seventy-nine years."
The man named Utu sat on a recliner, lit a cigarette, and said calmly: "I know why you came to me, but I'm sorry, little Charles, I can't help you treat that girl."
Professor X frowned: "Could it be that... you can't even treat her?"
"It's not that I can't, it's that I dare not."
Utu took a deep breath, blew out the smoke ring, and said with a grin: "I'm not that bold to interfere in that existence's plan."
Professor X fell silent and said in a difficult tone: "Then can you tell me who can treat Wanda?"
"Haven't you already seen it?"
Wutu flicked the ash from his cigarette, a flash of deep fear and fear flashed in his eyes, and said: "If anyone can solve Wanda's problem, it is probably the man you have met. After all, he is the only one. .....The person who made that existence suffer."