American comic book: An aging Wolverine, doing whatever he wants.

Chapter 101 Avengers Internal Strife, Age of Ultron

I can make my own judgment.

Logan stared at the strange man and spoke in a deep voice.

Believe it or not.

The strange man clearly didn't intend to say anything more. After finishing his sentence, he turned and darted into the woods, disappearing from sight in no time.

Logan didn't stop them, and even stopped Laura from giving chase.

"Why not catch the sheep thief?"

Laura looked in the direction where the strange man had disappeared and couldn't help but question Logan.

She could clearly smell that the strange man's scent was very similar to the smell left in the sheepfold. Even if it wasn't the same person, there was definitely a connection.

"He's not completely evil yet; there's no need to kill him outright."

Logan looked down, patted Laura's head, smiled, and added, "And he'll never steal sheep again."

After what happened last time, Logan was confident that those weirdos wouldn't enter McCain's sanctuary again.

After saying that, he looked in the direction where the strange man had disappeared, his eyes full of thought.

He was well aware that he couldn't completely trust McCain, and he had to carefully consider McCain's tasks and arrangements himself.

However, he wouldn't blindly trust a strange person in the forest, especially since these strange people clearly had a conflict with McCain, and their words couldn't be taken objectively either.

As for who is right and who is wrong between the two sides, Logan is currently unable to discern the truth, and all he can do is wait and see.

However, more than whether McCa could be trusted, Logan was curious about the identities of these strange people, why they had specifically come to him and warned him not to trust McCa.

Moreover, judging from his tone, this strange man, or rather, this strange man's father, knows Wolverine. So, did their father have some connection with him in the past?

In addition, the strange appearance of these people, with their blue skin and thick hair, always reminded him of someone.

Logan wasn't sure if these strange people were related to that person, and he also wanted to figure out what their connection was with McCain.

However, there are no clues about these issues.

After pondering for a while without success, Logan shook his head helplessly, gave up on these chaotic thoughts, looked up at the sky, and patted Laura's little head.

"Let's go, it's almost dinner time."

The shelter canteen has a fixed opening time. Unless they are on a mission, the canteen will not be responsible if they miss a meal and go hungry.

"Um."

Logan took Logan's hand and accompanied him back to the farm, though she was clearly very curious about the strange man, glancing back every now and then.

On the way, Logan remembered something and said to Laura, "Don't tell anyone about what happened earlier."

Logan was worried that if the news of the strange man coming to him alone and learning his true identity got out, it would have some negative consequences.

After all, Mack already harbored some resentment towards him because of the mission's failure. If Mack knew that he was privately associating with several strange people with whom he had a grudge, Logan believed that Mack's resentment towards him would deepen even further.

Laura looked at Logan, somewhat puzzled, but still obediently nodded.

Logan was relieved. He took Laura's little hand and they returned to the shelter as the sun set. The two figures, one big and one small, were stretched far into the distance by the crimson sunset.

After finishing his meal in the cafeteria, Logan returned to the cabin and went upstairs to find Charles.

Charles was patiently preparing his lessons at his desk because he had class the next day. When Logan entered the room, he put down his pen, adjusted his reading glasses, and asked, "It seems your trip with Laura wasn't peaceful. Did something happen?"

Charles knew that Logan wouldn't bother him while he was preparing his lessons unless something had happened.

Logan nodded and sat down at Charles's desk. "In the woods, we ran into the strange guy who stole sheep from the farm before."

"Oh?"

Charles was somewhat surprised. "I didn't expect them to dare show up again. Did you two start fighting?"

"no."

Logan shook his head. "We talked for a while. He seemed to know that I was Wolverine. After confirming my identity, he said something to me."

Logan then told Charles about his encounter with the strange man.

"I suspect this weirdo might be related to Beast Hank, or even be his father."

Logan shared his guess with Charles.

After all, that guy's physique was so similar to Beast Hank's, and he also knew about Wolverine's identity, which meant that the other party knew him. These pieces of information inevitably led Logan to make such a guess.

After hearing Logan's account, Charles couldn't help but nod, "Perhaps it really is him."

"Hank probably didn't die back then. He was working in the government and was a high-ranking official. If I remember correctly, his position was Director of the Department of Mutant Affairs. He just disappeared later."

Charles couldn't help but drift into memories, recalling all the things about Beast Hank.

However, this time he did not lose control because of the memories. After the injection of serum, his emotions stabilized a lot, and those memories could no longer control his mind.

However, when recalling the past, a sense of loss still welled up in her eyes.

"Could he have been arrested by the government? After all, he is a mutant, and his mutant characteristics are very obvious."

Logan looked at the professor and asked a question. After all, the government had been cracking down on mutants and its attitude towards them was terrible. Even if Hank had been a government employee, he probably wouldn't have escaped being arrested.

"Unlikely."

Charles shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Back then, Hank was an extremely intelligent person. His intelligence was unmatched among mutants of his generation. This intelligence was not only reflected in genetics and biochemistry, but also in his ability to solve all kinds of problems."

"If the government wanted to catch him, he would find out immediately. Besides, he has worked in the government and knows how those guys operate. There's no way they could catch him."

Charles spoke with great certainty, his mouth full of praise for Hank.

He was very satisfied with Hank and was certain that the government could not capture him. After thinking for a moment, Charles added, "Moreover, his strength and speed are far beyond that of ordinary people. Unless he himself is willing, I'm afraid no one can catch him. He is an exceptional guy, with top-notch intelligence, ability, and even morality."

"This is the first time I've ever seen you praise someone like this."

Logan couldn't help but smile at the professor. After all, the professor was almost a prophet, and for him to praise Hank like this was enough to show just how powerful Hank's abilities were.

Charles couldn't help but laugh and said, "His excellence is enough to warrant these praises."

But as he laughed, he became disappointed again. "Unfortunately, his ideals are contrary to mine. He is more determined to cooperate directly with the government, hoping to grant mutants legal citizenship and to formulate laws related to mutants to regulate their behavior. His wish is for mutants to enjoy the same treatment as ordinary humans."

Such an idea is incredibly naive and fraught with difficulties, yet Hank continues to strive for it, which is why he chose to become the Director of the Department of Mutant Affairs.

Unfortunately, his lifelong efforts did not yield any positive results, and the situation of mutants remains very poor, and nothing has changed to this day.

But he quickly smiled again, "If it really is Hank, that would be great. To be honest, I really miss this old friend."

Logan couldn't help but smile at the professor's happy expression.

He knew why the professor was happy. As the government began to crack down on mutants, there were fewer and fewer veteran mutants left. Now, there were very few he could call old friends, and knowing the whereabouts of any of them was an incredibly exciting thing.

"I'll go see him when I have the chance, to meet the father that strange guy mentioned, and see if he really is Hank."

Logan smiled and patted the professor on the shoulder.

However, he didn't really have much hope. After all, if it really was Hank, he would probably come to him in person instead of sending his son.

Of course, it's also possible that Hank was too busy to get away.

However, Logan was more inclined to believe that the father the strange man spoke of was a clone from Hank's genes.

After all, almost all of the X-Men's genes were collected back then. With the level of those laboratories, having the genes and creating a clone was not a difficult task.

However, Logan didn't directly tell the professor that he was happy, since it was rare for something to make him happy, and Logan hoped that this happiness could last longer.

……

For the next few days, Logan had nothing to do and no missions to go out on, so he stayed on the farm and continued teaching his combat courses.

These peaceful days brought Logan a rare sense of comfort.

However, McCa seemed to be very busy, often disappearing all day and only showing up briefly at night, and his complexion had clearly become much more haggard.

This peaceful period continued until Sunday morning, when a news report shattered the monotonous routine of the past few days.

With no classes scheduled for the day, Logan brushed his teeth and washed his face before sitting on the sofa. He made himself a cup of tea and leisurely enjoyed his morning.

Before the tea was even brewed, Victor's door was suddenly flung open. He seemed to have seen something exciting and slammed the door shut with a loud bang.

Logan was about to say something, but Victor had already run over excitedly with his phone in hand.

He sat down on the sofa, held his phone up to Logan's face, and said excitedly, "Logan, look at this!"

Logan, seeing his excited expression, chuckled and asked, "What could possibly excite you like this...?"

However, before he could finish speaking, his eyes were instantly drawn to the content on Victor's phone.

A news video was playing on the phone, with the title in large letters: "Avengers Attacked, All Members Chase Down the Perpetrator!"

Upon seeing this news, Logan immediately became interested and clicked on the news video.

What comes into view is clearly a bustling road, where the traffic and people are moving about, yet the road surface appears remarkably calm.

Suddenly, this tranquility was shattered by several speeding figures.

A black, steel figure rushed to the front, fleeing frantically as if for its own survival.

Behind him, Tony, dressed in his battle suit, followed closely, occasionally firing projectiles at the steel figure, but the shadowy figure dodged them all.

Beside Tony, Thor sped along, propelled by his hammer, seemingly trying to circle around and intercept the shadowy figure.

Higher in the sky, a Quinjet had locked onto the dark figure, but due to the busy traffic area, it was unable to fire and could only escort it helplessly.

The plane's cabin door was already open, and Steve's figure could be vaguely seen. He seemed to be trying to jump off the plane and tackle the shadowy figure.

On the road, Natasha was riding a motorcycle, weaving through traffic, occasionally looking up to check the direction of the dark figure.

The video abruptly ended.

Logan recognized the person he was chasing as Ultron, who had just been born!

The moment Logan saw Ultron, a deep smile instantly spread across his face.

He knew very well that his plan had succeeded, and the Avengers were unfolding exactly as the original plot had described.

Tony couldn't resist the allure of the Mind Scepter and began researching it, which unexpectedly gave birth to Ultron, a powerful enemy.

Logan understood that the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D. were currently racking their brains over Ultron, and the threat posed by Ultron was like a dagger aimed at their hearts, forcing them to deal with it carefully.

For a long time afterward, they had no time to think about anything else, and he was able to enjoy a peaceful and leisurely period.

"My goodness, technology is so advanced these days."

After watching the video, Victor put away his phone and exclaimed in amazement, "This is so much better than the Sentinel robots from Tesla back then."

The sentries had caused them quite a bit of trouble back then, but compared to the guy in the video just now, they were nothing.

After all, that guy was able to face the Avengers' encirclement all by himself; his strength was far beyond what was expected.

"That's no ordinary robot."

Logan smiled and shook his head.

He knew Ultron's identity: a super artificial intelligence born from the Mind Scepter, possessing immense intelligence from birth.

That body was merely a temporary vessel for him, and theoretically, he could never eliminate it.

Having been connected to the network, it has become one with the network, and it cannot be truly eliminated unless the global internet is shut down.

In the subsequent storyline, it was Vision's Mind Stone that forcibly separated Ultron from the network, turning him into a single-player game, which allowed them to successfully kill him.

Otherwise, without Vision, the Age of Ultron might have truly occurred.

"Hey, anyway, it's the Avengers who get the short end of the stick. In the current situation, this kind of thing doesn't do us any harm."

Victor spoke with great excitement, clearly pleased to see the Avengers in trouble.

"I hope so."

Logan smiled, but his eyes couldn't help but look out the window.

Logan can't say for sure whether it's a good thing or not, but according to the original storyline, Ultron will eventually be destroyed.

However, if something unexpected happens and the plot cannot proceed as expected, then that's uncertain.

Ultron is actually still quite dangerous.

Of course, Logan thinks the plot is unlikely to change much, and he won't worry about the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D. guys until Ultron is dealt with.

Thinking of this, Logan couldn't help but smile, stood up and said, "Never mind that, let the Avengers and those guys from S.H.I.E.L.D. have their headaches. Let's go eat first."

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Avengers Base.

At this moment, all the Avengers were sitting in the base's conference room, arranged in two rows, but no one spoke. Everyone was in low spirits, and the conference room was filled with a tense atmosphere.

"Tony, you have to take responsibility for this!"

Steve broke the silence, his gaze fixed on Tony on the other side, "If you hadn't insisted on developing Ultron, causing that guy to go out of control, this dangerous situation wouldn't have happened."

"But my original intention was good!"

Tony didn't think he was wrong. After being criticized, he retorted without hesitation, "You know, there are more than just us Earthlings in this world. There are aliens, and even gods. Earth's power is simply not enough to protect itself. Everything I've done is to protect Earth!"

"But what you created is now going to destroy all of humanity!"

Steve slammed his fist on the table in anger. "And this dangerous guy can't be killed!"

"Technical errors are inevitable; this was just an accident," Tony retorted defiantly.

Steve's expression was icy. "I told you long ago not to do such dangerous things, but why wouldn't you listen!"

After saying that, he turned to Banner, "And you, Dr. Banner, you should have stopped him!"

"Everything I've done is for this planet, this country!"

Tony remained adamant, "Otherwise, what kind of defense will you use next time aliens invade? Your shield? Or do you want me to withstand another nuclear bomb?! Even if I'm incredibly resilient, I can only withstand one more at most. What about the time after that? Are you going to take it?!"

The two argued endlessly, each sticking to their own opinion, while the others were neither able nor willing to get a word in edgewise.

Just then, the door opened, and Fury strode in with Hill, taking his seat at the head of the conference table. He looked at the two of them coldly and said, "Is arguing fun? You'd be better off thinking about how to deal with that guy!"

Steve remained silent, but his expression remained very serious.

Tony complained, "Fury, don't try to shift the blame when things go wrong. If you hadn't lost the scepter, none of this would have happened. Take care of your own internal affairs first before you come here lecturing us!"

If it weren't for the Hydra mole who infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D. and stole the scepter, none of this would have happened.

Upon hearing this, Fury was momentarily speechless, since Tony was right.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Hill said helplessly, "Calm down, everyone. Arguing won't solve anything!"

Everyone fell silent, and the atmosphere in the meeting room remained tense.

After nearly a minute of silence, Fury seemed to remember something and suddenly asked, "You reported earlier that you encountered a group of people in the castle, and that those guys found the scepter beforehand, but didn't take it?"

The Avengers remained silent, seemingly unwilling to acknowledge him.

Only Hill chimed in, "Post-war statistics show that they only lost some super-soldier serum; perhaps their initial target wasn't the scepter."

"impossible!"

Fury stated definitively, "No one can resist the allure of the scepter."

At this moment, Tony scoffed, "That's something that a few mutants, S.H.I.E.L.D., and Hydra are all eyeing. Those guys wouldn't dare intercept it."

After saying that, he suddenly seemed to realize something, and frowned, saying, "You think Ultron's appearance was part of those guys' conspiracy?"

"That was your mistake, don't always try to blame it on others."

Steve, on the other side, immediately refuted Tony's statement.

"I never blame my mistakes on anyone else."

Tony replied coldly, word by word, and then said nothing more.

Fury listened to their conversation and pondered for a long time. He thought it over and realized it didn't make much sense. After all, how could those guys be so sure that Tony would definitely study the scepter?

That's what his rational mind thought, but his strong sixth sense still made him feel that they had been tricked...

(End of this chapter)