American comics: Old Wolverine, do whatever he wants.

Chapter 30 Replicas in the Laboratory
There were rows of neatly arranged cages and all kinds of experimental data hanging on the walls. Logan could even imagine the dying cries of his fellow prisoners in the cages when this place was still in operation.

In this laboratory, mutants are just a group of animals not much different from pigs, cows, dogs and sheep.

Logan clenched his fists unconsciously. He didn't expect that the cargo Donald mentioned would be mutant experimental samples!

"Mutants are indeed complex creatures."

Samuel bent down and peered closely at one of the cages, through the slits in it he could see that it was empty.

He turned around and asked Donald, "But... isn't it a crime to conduct human experimentation?"

From the information on the wall, he could see that various experiments had been conducted on mutants here.

But he didn't have any feelings towards mutants.

Humans living in the new era, the three words "mutants" sound more like mysterious creatures from the last century.

In addition, the government deliberately erases information about mutants in an attempt to make people forget the fact that they once saved the world. Therefore, young people like Samuel know very little about mutants and are psychologically indifferent to them. They do not feel disgusted or care about them.

So they were not as shocked as Logan about the use of mutants for research.

“It’s legal.”

Donald spoke with a smile, and at the same time glanced at Logan's slightly gloomy face, with a playful look in his eyes.

"Okay, where is the goods? Let's get them and leave immediately. I don't want to spend the night here. There might be ghosts of mutants at night!"

Josh asked, the surrounding environment made him feel a little creepy.

He could guess that countless mutants must have been strangled here, and judging from the photos on the wall, there seemed to be some little mutants among them.

"follow me."

Donald smiled, walked to a wall, reached out and knocked on the wall. The hollow echo indicated that there was a hole behind the wall.

He used both hands to push open the wall, creating a deep passage. Dust continued to fall, and a rotten smell spread from inside.

"Generally speaking, the experimental subjects or samples out there are so insignificant that they are not worth much at all. Bringing them back won't even cover the fare for the trip."

Donald smiled and pointed to the passage, "The highlight is at the very back."

"What do you mean?"

Samuel looked at the passage, confused.

Logan remained silent. He knew that Donald was deliberately mocking the cheapness of mutants. The value of some mutants was not even as much as the cost of gas.

He was even secretly saying that mutants were nothing more than a group of things that could be measured by price and were not worthy of being compared with humans.

Logan knew that this was Donald's nature. He loved to poke people in the sore spots and embarrass them, and he enjoyed it.

Several people passed through the narrow passage and came to a more secret laboratory.

Donald turned on the light, and the dim laboratory was instantly illuminated by strong light.

What came into view were twenty-four iron boxes, twenty-two of which, through the gaps, one could vaguely see "people" lying inside.

"Corpse?"

Samuel lowered his head and looked carefully at a gap, and suddenly jumped up in fright.

He was not afraid of death, but the rows of shocking mutant corpses really made him feel a little uneasy.

It really feels like déjà vu of Resident Evil.

"do not be afraid."

Donald walked towards the depths and said with a smile: "They can no longer threaten us."

After that, he pointed to several iron boxes at the back and said, "The first few are not important, the ones at the back are the highlight." "This first one, he only got the characteristics of a mutant, with wolf hair all over his body, but he didn't have any superpowers. He was a failed test subject and was executed."

Donald smiled and patted the first iron box, then pointed to the second one. "The second one has made some progress and has restored the mutant's abilities. It's a pity that his cells divide too quickly, and his organs are "tired to death"."

"This is the third one."

Donald walked to the third iron box and said with a look of regret, "He almost succeeded and replicated all the abilities of mutants. It's a pity that his willpower was too weak and he couldn't withstand the metal being poured in, so he died on the test bench."

Samuel and Josh frowned unconsciously. Donald made death sound too easy.

"This is too cruel."

Samuel couldn't help but raise his doubts. These ways of death were a little hard to accept for normal people, and looking at the appearance of these corpses, they didn't seem to be very old.

Donald smiled and shook his head, saying, "There's no need to feel bad about the death of the mice. They were just test subjects. The only purpose of their birth was for us to record data."

"So, the experiment was successful, and this place is abandoned?" Josh couldn't help but ask.

"Uh..." Donald thought for a moment and smiled, "Almost. We are now at the boundary between success and failure."

"What do you mean?" Samuel asked in confusion.

Donald came to the last two boxes and said, "You should have noticed that two of the boxes here are empty."

"What do you mean?"

Samuel ran to the empty box and asked curiously, "They succeeded, so they were not executed?"

"Yes."

Donald pointed to the empty box numbered X-24 and said, "It's not bad except that it has weaker capabilities."

"What about X-23?"

Samuel looked at another empty box nearby.

"She ran away."

Donald shook his head with a look of regret, "She is the most successful one. She has replicated all the advantages of that mutant, and is even stronger than that mutant in some aspects!"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly looked up and continued with a smile, "I'm looking for her now. I heard that she is in Santa Fe City. If anyone among you can help me find her, I will reward you handsomely."

"You have used more than twenty experimental subjects...

Josh looked back at the rows of boxes behind him and couldn't help asking, "Who do you want to copy?"

After the introduction, he could see that the ultimate goal of these experimental subjects seemed to be to replicate the abilities of a mutant.

To achieve this goal, they did not hesitate to kill more than twenty "people".

And it is obvious that there may be only two, or even only one, who succeeded.

How special must the replica object be to make the laboratory willing to pay such a high price?

"Who?"

Donald suddenly smiled, took out a very old-looking drawing from under an iron box, and gently spread it out on the box.

Written across the top of the paper was “Conceptual Anatomy of Wolverine.”

Below is the anatomical information of a human figure with steel claws, with labels next to each organ.

Josh leaned his head over the paper and murmured the name on it: "Wolverine?"

When Logan heard this name, his face suddenly darkened.

(End of this chapter)