American comic: Wanda starts off strong, becoming a hundred times stronger.

Lynn sighed.

He swore that if it weren't for changing the plot...

He absolutely did not want to have any dealings with S.H.I.E.L.D. or Xavier's School of the Rising Sun.

can only say.

Hopefully, when the storyline is actually changed, the system's rewards won't be too bad.

Otherwise, I would be at a great disadvantage.

at the same time.

Unbeknownst to anyone, a hooded man had quietly infiltrated the White House.

And they rushed toward the president's office.

In his hand was a sharp dagger, gleaming with a cold light.

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Chapter 58: The President's Assassination and Alice's Change

early morning.

Lynn was sleeping in.

In his opinion.

Nothing feels better than snuggling into a warm bed on a cold winter's day.

Especially since there's a curvaceous beauty in the bed.

"Wanda, watch your teeth, you're hurting me."

Ding Ding Ding!

The phone rings.

It was George calling.

"Lynn, come to the police station right away."

Lynn was speechless: "I'm on vacation right now, you know that?"

It's really annoying to get someone to call early in the morning and ask them to work overtime.

"Something's happened. The president has been assassinated by mutants. The Sentinel Service is currently eliminating mutants, and our police department needs to send people to help."

"Stop talking nonsense and come over here right now. The higher-ups specifically want to see you."

Lynn jumped to her feet.

I quickly turned on the TV.

The news was overwhelmingly about the president's assassination.

That blue, demon-like figure was captured on camera.

Damn.

Why did Stryker's plan come ahead of schedule?

Isn't this a plot point that won't appear until next year?

After a brief moment of surprise.

Lynn quickly understood.

Perhaps due to my own actions, the timeline has changed.

"I'm going to the police station. Tell everyone not to go out recently," Lynn instructed.

Because of the X gene, they can all be considered mutants.

If discovered under these circumstances, it would be extremely troublesome.

The fat chef's house in Queens.

"Daddy, when are we going to go see Brother Lynn? I'm so bored." Alice sat on the bed, swinging her legs, urging him on.

"Alice, don't worry, it'll be ready soon," the fat chef said affectionately.

He stuffed a few pieces of clothing into the suitcase.

"You can't call me 'husband' this time when you stay at your master's house for a few days, understand? People will laugh at you."

"No way!" Alice pouted and ran out looking unhappy.

The fat chef shook his head, looking helpless.

He was completely helpless when it came to his daughter.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Just then, Alice's crying came from outside.

The fat cook quickly ran out.

"Alice, what's wrong?"

"Waaaaah, Daddy, Chiu Chiu is going to die."

Alice's delicate, pretty face was streaked with tears.

She held a goldfish that was barely breathing in her hands.

She cried very sadly.

The fat chef slapped his head in frustration.

He forgot to turn on the heater last night.

"Alice, I'm sorry," the fat chef said apologetically.

"Chirp, chirp, please come back to life, don't die!" Alice cried even louder.

Tears kept streaming down my face.

Just then, her palm emitted a faint golden light.

pat!

Chirp stirred, and its frozen body began to move.

The tail swayed gently and brushed against Alice's palm.

"Daddy, Chirp is alive! Chirp is alive!" Alice burst into laughter through her tears, her little face beaming with joy.

The fat chef was completely stunned.

Only three words came to mind.

Mutant!

The fat cook stumbled and fell to the ground.

His face turned deathly pale.

In the dead of winter, fine beads of sweat kept seeping from his forehead.

Even if he didn't know clearly, he knew how tragic the fate of mutants was.

Rumors about mutants surfaced in his mind.

He was imprisoned.

They were even... turned into experimental subjects and cruelly dissected.

"Daddy, what's wrong?" Alice tilted her head and asked, puzzled.

"Alice, Alice, listen to me." The fat cook's eyes were somewhat crazed as he grabbed Alice's arm forcefully.

"Now, we stay at home and don't go out no matter what happens."

"Ouch, Daddy, you're hurting me!" Alice's little face scrunched up, her voice trembling with tears.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Alice." The fat chef was completely flustered.

He paced back and forth in the room.

Having never encountered anything major before, he was now extremely flustered.

"Daddy, don't do this, you're scaring me." Alice was young, but she also realized that something was wrong.

Tears fell to the ground in a steady stream.

"I'm going to find Brother Lynn."

"Yes, Master, Master must have a way!" The fat cook picked up Alice and was about to leave.

But when his hand touched the doorknob, a struggle appeared in his eyes.

"No, I can't go."

The fat chef stopped in his tracks.