Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 449 Mutants and the Sentinel Special Operations Bureau (First Update!)

Before Hawke and Wanda came to this mutant underground community, they had wondered what it would be like.

such as……

It's hidden inside the drainpipe.

After all, New York City has a vast network of sewers, and in winter, some homeless people live in the sewers.

In a word.

It's better to die from the stench than to freeze to death.

In fact, the mutant underground community here is indeed hidden inside the sewer pipes.

However, there is only one entrance to the underground community, which can only be entered through the basement of the five-story apartment building with its mottled exterior. After walking about fifty meters, you will arrive at the mutant underground community.

The sewer pipes here seem to have been abandoned, lacking the dampness of a typical sewer. Although the air doesn't smell very good, it's small but complete.

Look around.

The Epsilon-class mutants were clearly visible to the naked eye; although their clothing was shabby, they didn't look very energetic.

but……

"Mutants help mutants."

"Although the living conditions here are not good, at least they can survive here."

“If they’re outside, and they’re discovered, the Sentinel Special Operations team will take them away within half an hour, and they’ll never be seen again.”

Led by Wanda, who disguised herself as a mutant using the power of scarlet chaos, the administrator of the underground community who led them into this place gave them this introduction.

After all, they don't have an X-ray detector, so they can't tell with the naked eye whether Wanda is a mutant or not.

Wanda's gaze swept over the severely deformed Epsilon-class mutants, then she caught the key words in the administrator's words.

"Wasn't the Sentinel Service canceled ten years ago when Magneto caused havoc in Washington?"

"hehe!"

Upon hearing this, the administrator sneered repeatedly: "That's what those brightly dressed gentlemen on Capitol Hill say, except that their persecution of our people has gone underground instead of being overt. Their persecution of us has never stopped."

But judging from the tone of his voice, it was clear that this administrator harbored a great deal of resentment towards Washington.

Ok.

Enough to support an evil sword immortal.

If it weren't for the fact that his mutant abilities might be somewhat weak, the administrator might have been tempted to take a knife and storm the Washington mansion.

Hawke looked at the administrator, whose face was filled with resentment and anger, and thought to himself.

after awhile.

The two followed the manager to a recessed platform, a common feature in sewer construction, with a rusty iron gate on it.

Pushing open the iron gate, you arrive at the air-raid shelter behind it, which was roughly the size of two football fields and was dug out along with the sewers.

The air-raid shelter was brightly lit, and small groups of two or three mutated individuals, some of whom looked no different from ordinary people, walked among it.

This is the mutant underground community in New York City.

"Normally, this place is only open at 10 p.m.

"It ended at four in the morning."

"During this period, any mutant can come here to seek help from us or other peoples."

The administrator led the two to a small room that appeared to be used as an office on the edge of the air-raid shelter. After inviting them to sit down, he explained the operating rules of this underground community, then shrugged: "After all, mutants help mutants, so, gentlemen, is there anything I can help you with?"

Wanda didn't speak, but looked at Hawke beside her.

Hawke said directly, "I heard from Soren that they know the address of Xavier's Academy of Geniuses."

Sauron, that's the name of the Beatles.

He roughly knew that Xavier Academy for Gifted Youngsters was located in the suburbs of New York City.

but……

Let's say that.

The people in Oriental Pearl believe that everyone outside their city is a country bumpkin, and the same goes for New York City; outside of New York City is the suburbs.

Besides, even the area around New York City is huge. Instead of searching aimlessly, it's better to follow the clues provided by the Beatles' Sauron.

The administrator was slightly taken aback when he heard Hawke's purpose for coming.

"You're looking for Xavier's School?"

"Yes."

"Feel sorry."

After receiving confirmation, the administrator smiled apologetically: "I don't know the address of X Academy, and even if I did, I wouldn't recommend you go there."

Hawke raised his eyebrows.

Wanda was curious upon hearing this.

"why?"

Nobody knows the address of Xavier's School.

The administrator already knew that Hawke and Wanda had come to New York City from out of town. Now, hearing their purpose, he also knew that the two were coming for the legendary X-Men, which was said to shelter mutants. He said with a serious expression, "You can't find the X-Men. You can only let the X-Men find you. The addresses of the so-called X-Men circulating now are almost all fake addresses. They are traps set by the Sentinel Special Operations Bureau to lure us in."

You can't find the Xavier's School; you can only let the Xavier's School find you.

Are the Xavier's School addresses circulating now all Sentinel Secret Service traps?
Hawke listened to the administrator's serious explanation, his expression thoughtful.

"So, Xavier's Academy is by invitation only?" "Who knows?"

The administrator shrugged and chuckled: "If every mutant knew about the Xavier's Academy and could go there, my mutant underground community wouldn't exist."

The same is true.

Everyone knows that Magneto is the hawkish leader of the mutants, but he has been missing since what happened ten years ago.

Similarly, all mutants know the great name of Professor X, Charles Xavier, and the Xavier Institute, which he founded to protect all mutants, is also well-known among mutants.

but……

seeing is believing.

After handing Hawke and Wanda the two glasses of whiskey that had been poured, the administrator smiled again and said, "At least in my memory, I have never seen any mutant I know go to Xavier's School of the Xavier, or rather, some of my kind went, but I have never seen them reappear."

Hawke took the whiskey offered by the manager and took a sip.

His thoughts, triggered by the administrator's words, came to mind as he recalled fragments of Xavier's School and what he had seen when he entered the sewers.

That said, it seems that he has never actually seen an Epsilon-class mutant in any Xavier movies.

In other words, a homeless mutant with negligible abilities and a severely deformed appearance.

and so……

What exactly is Xavier's Academy protecting and sheltering all mutants?
Of course.

Hawke harbored no ill will toward the renowned Professor X, but he also felt no affection for him.

In a word.

None of his business.

He just wanted to find Xavier's School and see if Jean here was really his daughter.

That's it.

Hawke thought to himself, then looked at the administrator and clinked glasses with him: "So, if I want to find Xavier's School, what's the way?"

The administrator took a sip of the wine in his glass.

"Mr. Phoenix, you seem quite interested in Xavier's School of Thought. Could you tell me why? Of course, if it's inconvenient..."

"Our daughter is suspected of being in Xavier's School of the Rising Sun."

"..."

The administrator paused slightly, glancing at Hawke and Wanda beside him.

But both of them had serious expressions, showing no sign of joking.

"hiss!"

The administrator gasped, then gave a wry smile and shook his head: "Sorry, I really don't know."

Hawke was not disappointed upon hearing this.

There are always more ways than difficulties.

If all else fails, we can find a car, take Wanda, and drive around the suburbs of New York. After all, the suburbs adjacent to New York City aren't that big.

Hawke's mind raced, and he downed his drink in one gulp. Looking at the administrator in front of him, he smiled and extended his right hand: "Thank you, sorry to bother you."

The administrator shook hands and smiled, saying, "I'm sorry I couldn't help."

Wanda, who was standing nearby, shook hands with the administrator and said thank you.

soon.

Hawke and Wanda prepared to say goodbye and leave.

But just as the administrator was leading them out of the office, a muffled thud suddenly rang out, followed by a cacophony of noise and the sound of triggers being pulled, along with various screams, coming from outside.

After the person standing at the entrance of the air-raid shelter opened the rusty iron door, roars, screams, and shouts clearly came in.

"Sentinel Special Operations Bureau!"

"Your Majesty!"

"kneel……"

"Fuck, shoot, shoot!"

"Puff puff!"

"Shet!"

Just as Hawke and Wanda exchanged a glance, the administrator beside them suddenly changed his expression: "It's the Sentinel Special Operations Bureau."

Meanwhile, seemingly maintaining order and protecting this underground mutant community, a dozen or so mutants of various skin colors, some clearly Epsilon-level, living in the bunker, had already grabbed weapons and ran to the administrator: "Fuck, Sentinel Service, they've activated the X-Force suppression device. Boss, you get out through the emergency exit first, there's something here..."

"no!"

Before the head of the guard team could finish speaking, three more mutant guards, their faces still covered in blood, ran over from the other side: "The emergency exit has also been blocked by the Sentinel Special Operations Bureau. Jack and Allen were killed by them, and they're on their way."

The administrator's expression kept changing, but he didn't stop moving. He took the gun from the guard captain and handed it to Hawke, who was standing next to him. He smiled bitterly again and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Phoenix, we may not be able to escape today. I don't know how much you know about the Sentinel Special Operations Bureau, but believe me, you don't want to fall into their hands. Here's a piece of advice: if we lose, commit suicide. That would be a relief."

Say it.

Without waiting for Hawke's reply, the administrator shoved the gun into Hawke's arms and roared, "Brothers, let's fight those bastards from the Sentinel Special Operations Bureau! One is enough, two is a huge profit!"

The dozen or so guards surrounding him stood up and roared angrily.

Without showing any fear, they rushed towards the emergency exit, led by the administrator.

……

(End of this chapter)