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Chapter 90 Returning to the Peak, the Perfect Self-Healing Factor!

Logan led the group to escape through the back door. The disciplinary squad hadn't had time to form an encirclement yet, and they encountered no obstacles along the way.

On the street behind the gate, Victor and his group were already waiting, along with two additional temporary used cars.

This was something Victor and John quickly bought from a nearby car dealership after Klaus announced the number of mutants being held captive via communicator.

After all, the car they originally drove couldn't fit so many people.

Marcus and the others urged the mutants to get into the cars, and then the convoy sped away from the factory, almost brushing past the police cars that came to provide support. Fortunately, the journey was uneventful.

They successfully escaped before the city was locked down.

Logan sat in the passenger seat, with Marcos driving beside him. The two of them watched the convoy successfully drive out of the checkpoint before letting out a long sigh of relief.

"Uncle Wolf, wipe the blood off your face."

In the back seat, Clarice thoughtfully handed Logan a tissue.

"Okay, thank you."

Logan took the tissue and nodded, then opened a water bottle, dipped it in water, and slowly wiped the blood off his face.

Before long, the entire piece of paper turned bright red, and it was mixed with a lot of skin tissue from who-knows-who, and some tiny bits of flesh could be found in the hair.

After using several sheets of paper, the blood-smeared face was finally wiped clean.

"Thank you."

Clarice looked at the tissues stained with crimson blood and knew how difficult Logan's journey had been; he had definitely fought his way through bloodshed.

She looked at Logan and said with sincere gratitude, "I also thank you on behalf of everyone. Without you, they probably wouldn't have made it out of the lab."

Logan smiled and shook his head. "No need to be so polite. We're all the same kind. Before I die of old age, it's only right that I contribute my meager strength to my fellow human beings."

At that moment, Marcos, who had already driven into a side road, suddenly spoke up: "How did you do that?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Logan, his eyes filled with awe.

The horrific scene in the lab just now was enough to give anyone nightmares. It's hard to imagine how Logan managed to kill so many guards all by himself.

"After seeing what's on that USB drive, you'll have the same thoughts as me."

Logan let out a long breath, rubbing his temples as his eyes began to sting.

"Killing so many people at once, it's not just a matter of being angry or not; you can't do it if you don't have the guts."

Marcus looked at Logan and slowly spoke. Although he hadn't seen the video yet, it was easy to tell from Logan's reaction that what was in the video must have been very shocking.

Logan remained silent. Indeed, one couldn't carry out such a shocking massacre without courage.

However, on the battlefield, Wolverine was bloodthirsty and a killing machine. Over the years, countless souls have died under his claws.

only……

He believes this killing is different from previous ones. This massacre in the laboratory is not just killing, not to vent bloodlust, but a genuine outburst of anger.

He's old now, and he's long lost that bloodthirsty drive he used to have. If he could, he wouldn't even want to kill anyone easily.

But the documents in the video, as well as the logs from the crematorium, rekindled his bloodthirsty nature in a heart that had long been dormant.

And all of this was brought upon themselves by those guards and scientists.

If they hadn't been so cruel and had retained some humanity towards mutants, Logan wouldn't have been so angry; at most, he would have just rescued them and run away.

But it was their cruelty that drove Logan to the brink of madness, leading him to commit this heinous crime.

"I'm sleepy, I'm going to take a nap. Wake me up when we get to the farm."

Logan sighed wearily, slowly closed his eyes, and leaned back in his chair.

The continuous use of his abilities had taken a heavy toll on him; his eyes were sore and his whole body was filled with fatigue. He desperately needed to rest.

However, as soon as he closed his eyes, Marcus spoke up: "We're not going to the farm. With so many people, it'll be too conspicuous. McCain is worried that the farm's location will be leaked, so we plan to send everyone directly to other shelters."

Logan nodded in understanding.

Indeed, more than forty people are too conspicuous and easily discovered, so it would be more appropriate to transfer them directly to other shelters.

"Whatever."

Logan closed his eyes and comfortably lay back in the chair. "Just call me when we get there."

Marcus then fell silent, and Clarice and the other mutants behind him also fell silent, letting Logan rest.

About an hour later, the vehicle stopped, and Marcos shook Logan to wake him up. "Logan, we're here."

Logan opened his eyes and looked around blankly.

This is a jungle, surrounded by towering trees that block out the sun, making it very shady to stand under.

"McCarthy is waiting for us up ahead."

Marcos pointed ahead, then got out of the car.

Under a tree not far away, Maika slowly walked out, smiling at everyone. Beside him were several unfamiliar faces, probably people from other shelters.

Logan followed the others up to McCain.

"Looks like there are quite a few people."

McCain looked at the forty-three mutants behind Logan, smiled and nodded. "Logan, thank you for your contribution to rescuing the mutants. You deserve the most credit for this operation."

He had just spoken with Klaus on the phone and learned about the entire operation, including how Logan was facing hundreds of guards all by himself.

They also learned about his rampage in the laboratory.

With so many people dying in that lab at once and the data storage room being destroyed, it's safe to say that the lab is completely extinct.

After all, such a big thing happened, I'm afraid no one would want to work in that lab anymore.

Logan smiled and nodded. "This is all I should do. Besides, we've gathered a lot of information about how those people are cooperating with the disciplinary team, as well as the inhumane experiments in the lab. If this gets out, these labs could instantly ignite everyone's anger."

This is why he copied the logs and videos. The crimes committed in these laboratories are truly heinous. If they were deliberately leaked, it would definitely cause a reaction. At that time, the public's attitude towards mutants might change, and they might realize that mutants are the real vulnerable group.

Of course, these videos alone may not be enough to change public opinion about mutants; more intelligence may need to be gathered later.

McCain smiled. "Anyway, I thank you on behalf of the mutants. Without you, we wouldn't have been able to save so many people. You are really strong. Thank you very much for your help."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the group of mutants behind Logan.

"Congratulations on regaining your freedom, everyone. I will arrange for someone to take you to a safe shelter where you can live happily and safely without fear of danger."

As the words fell, the mutants couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief. Some even wept with joy, expressing their gratitude to Logan, McCain, and the others, their faces beaming with excitement at being freed from their suffering.

After McCain finished speaking, he instructed the unfamiliar faces around him to begin preparing to transfer these mutants.

Clarice said a brief goodbye to her friends in the lab. Although they were all a little reluctant to part, they understood that they were already lucky to have escaped the lab and dared not ask for more.

After those unfamiliar faces moved the forty-three mutants, only a few people from the farm remained in the woods.

"Finally finished, I can go back and rest now."

Victor watched the cars speed away and couldn't help but stretch, his bones creaking.

During today's rescue mission, he was only on the ground providing support and spent almost the entire time sitting in the car. He seemed relaxed, but in reality, he was in a lot of discomfort.

"Indeed, today was exhausting."

Logan couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, his eyes filled with exhaustion.

"I heard you killed all those guys in the lab?"

Victor looked at Logan with a surprised expression. Just now in the car, Klaus had vividly described to Victor the scene he had witnessed and the tragic state of the hundreds of guards.

This surprised Victor, since Logan had never been a person who enjoyed killing, and his mentality had changed as he got older, so he rarely killed people on his own initiative.

The scene inside the laboratory was nothing short of a massacre; even Victor found it hard to believe that it was Logan's doing.

"It was just something I did on a whim. If you had seen those videos, you would have done the same."

Logan shrugged, completely unconcerned.

Anyone who watched that video would probably feel the same way he did – unable to control their anger.

"It seems the real Wolverine is coming back soon."

Victor smiled at Logan, knowing that this was likely the first step in Logan's rise to power, and that his former glory might soon be repeated.

"Cough cough cough."

As soon as Victor finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and he began to cough violently, his face turning completely red.

Seeing this, Logan quickly stepped forward and gently patted his back, asking with concern, "What's wrong?"

"Cough cough..."

Victor coughed as he waved his hand and said with a wry smile, "It's normal to cough when you get old."

After he finished speaking, he received a reply, smiled, got into the car, and prepared to return to the farm.

Logan stared at Victor's retreating figure, momentarily lost in thought.

That figure from behind could no longer be compared to the formidable Saber-toothed Tiger of World War II. Sometimes, when Logan looked at it, he felt that it was just a frail, middle-aged man.

But this is something that can't be helped. As people get older, their bodily functions inevitably decline. In addition, due to the long-term poisoning of food, Victor's self-healing factor is not as good as before, and his body is aging continuously.

Not everyone is as lucky as him to awaken new abilities.

However, as Logan watched Victor's retreating figure, some thoughts began to stir within him.

He believed it was time to find a way to help Victor and the Professor regain their X-genes; Logan didn't want them to remain in obscurity until their demise.

However, Logan also understood that it would be difficult to find a way to help them recover, and they could only take it slowly.

After thinking for a moment, Logan got into the car and sat down next to Victor.

"What are you thinking about? You look so worried."

Victor noticed the change in Logan's expression, chuckled, and patted him on the shoulder. "I'm just getting old, not dead. Don't look so mournful. Come on, let's go back and have a drink. I bought two bottles of good wine while I was buying the car."

As he spoke, Victor took out two palm-sized bottles of liquor from his pocket and shook them.

Logan nodded with a wry smile. "Okay, then I'll have a drink with you."

After saying that, he sighed, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes.

Today was really tiring. Although killing is simple, just sweeping with thermal vision, it is not easy to keep thermal vision running for so long.

Even after so much time has passed, his eyes still feel a little sore.

Moreover, using thermal vision consumes a lot of energy, and right now he just feels very hungry.

This is unavoidable; although the power of thermal vision is immense, it is not without its drawbacks, and each use is a test of physical strength.

"It would be great if we had the ability to store a huge amount of constant faith energy."

Logan couldn't help but mutter to himself, if he had such an ability to accumulate energy and use the stored power in battle, he could largely avoid this problem.

However, he also understood that such ability was something to dream about, but difficult to actually achieve.

After the convoy set off, the group returned to the farm after driving for more than an hour.

It was already night, and the cafeteria had closed, but thankfully the staff had kindly left them some food.

Logan and Victor packed up their food and took a few bottles of wine from the canteen to drink at home.

With this mission completed, they have nothing else to do and can relax for a while.

So neither of them cared about resting and they drank from night until the early hours of the next morning.

Since his healing ability was greatly restored, Logan's alcohol tolerance is much better than before. He drank two bottles of strong liquor with an alcohol content of 60 or 70 degrees before he gradually became a little drunk.

Meanwhile, Victor, his face flushed, had already fallen into a deep sleep on the sofa, clutching a bottle of liquor, occasionally muttering "Drink!"

Seeing Victor's state, Logan smiled helplessly, swayed as he got up, helped Victor back to his room, cleaned up the mess in front of the sofa, and then went back to his own room.

I took a nice, relaxing shower, washing away all the bloodstains and bits of flesh hidden in my hair.

Looking at himself in the mirror, his skin had been restored to its original state thanks to the healing factor. Even though he had been riddled with bullets just a few hours ago, there wasn't even a single bullet hole to be seen on his body now.

Although his current self-healing ability is still a little short of its peak, it is more than enough for him to fight normally.

After washing every detail of his body clean, Logan finally lay back down on the bed.

Looking at the night outside the window, he focused his mind, and the data panel popped up.

Endurance: 10

【Strength】: 10

[Agility]: 10

Speed: 10

[Intelligence]: 6

[Defense]: 10

[Willpower]: 10

[Fighting Skills]: 10

[Prestige]: 651

[Special Attributes]: None available

[Special Abilities]: Healing Factor, Heat Vision, Annihilation

[Current physical condition]: Physical condition is normal, X gene has improved!

[Free Points]: 12

[Enhancement Points]: 21

Looking at the numbers on the panel, Logan finally couldn't help but smile.

The current prestige has reached 651 points, one step closer to 1,000 points.

If my guess is correct, I can awaken another skill after 1000 points!

Logan was already vaguely looking forward to the new skill. It was like the thrill of opening a blind box—you knew there was something inside, but you just didn't know what it was.

His new ability is the same; he knows it will awaken, but he doesn't know what it will become.

After the initial excitement subsided, Logan finally noticed the "Special Attributes" section.

By now, he was very familiar with the panel, and the various values ​​on the panel had changed over this long period of time, but this special attribute remained blank.

Logan didn't know what this thing represented.

Logan speculates that he might awaken some special attribute later, but he still doesn't know exactly what it is.

After searching for a while, Logan still couldn't figure out the meaning of special attributes, so he stopped thinking about it. These things can't be forced, so he could only take it one step at a time. After letting out a breath, he continued reading.

Logan's gaze then moved downwards.

Finally, we saw the enhancement points for blackjack!

That's a full 21 points! If you add all of them to the self-healing factor, it's more than enough to restore the self-healing factor to its peak!

While his current self-healing factor is sufficient to support him in combat, the speed at which his wounds heal is still much slower than before.

Previously, it would recover in the blink of an eye, but now it takes some time.

If all 21 points of enhancement are added to the self-healing factor, one's self-healing factor will probably be stronger than before, and even a broken arm can be restored in a short time!

Logan's eyes burned with fervor, and without hesitation, he added all his enhancement points to the self-healing factor.

In an instant, he could clearly feel the obvious changes coming from his body.

All the fatigue vanished, and even the slight intoxication was completely sobered up by the recovery of the self-healing factor.

His muscles visibly tensed up rapidly, his body radiating boundless vitality, and his entire being seemed to be brimming with power.

Feeling the changes in his body, Logan got out of bed and walked to the mirror, looking at himself in the mirror.

The white hair on his head completely disappeared, leaving only a head of thick, oily black hair. The wrinkles on his face also disappeared as his muscles tightened, making him look more than ten years younger. Now, judging from his appearance, he is at most around thirty years old!

Logan couldn't help but touch his cheek, feeling the renewed youthful energy within his body, and for a moment he was in a daze.

Just a few months ago, he was an old man who could die of old age at any moment.

Now, he's a vibrant young man!

Logan could not hide his excitement, and tears welled up in his eyes.

That familiar feeling is finally back!

He quickly looked at the attributes on the panel.

[Current physical condition]: Normal physical condition, normal X gene!

He's recovered, completely recovered! The Wolverine of old will return to the world!

(End of this chapter)