Starting as a Class Five Mutant

Chapter 52:



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"Ugh..."

After a brief struggle, Raven covered his mouth and dragged him into a room.

"Tell me about the battle against that mutant kid..."

Mystique began her interrogation.

Jairo initially didn't want to answer, but under Mystique's methods, he painfully started to talk.

Mystique listened, puzzled, while taking out a recording pen to record the soldier's account, intending to let Erik hear it later.

Soon, she noticed that as he recalled, the soldier named Jairo's face was filled with fear.

"He... he was terrifying!"

"We thought the battle was foolproof, especially with Number One and Number Five there!" "But..."

He recounted how Number Five made a move, using an energy blast, only to be effortlessly knocked away by the boy.

As he continued, Mystique's face showed surprise.

This mutant kid seemed unexpectedly strong?

When Jairo mentioned that Number One's pulse interference had no effect on the boy, Mystique was stunned.

Based on her earlier information, Number One's pulse interference was very strong.

It was because of this that she didn't dare to easily enter this experimental base or sneak into

their ranks, fearing the pulse interference would nullify her shapeshifting abilities.

But now, this soldier told her that Number One's pulse interference failed?

It failed against that mutant kid?!

This mutant kid...n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

At this moment, Mystique's yellow pupils were filled with astonishment.

Meanwhile, Jairo's face was full of fear.

"Just when I thought this was almost the kid's limit, he..."

Panting, he was so terrified he could barely speak.

"What did he do?" Mystique asked in confusion.

What could make this soldier so scared?

Jairo fearfully muttered, "The light destroyed everything..."

"Including Number One and Number Five; they all died in the light unleashed by Number Thirty-Seven!"

"The power of that light was unstoppable, unlike anything a human could possess, like a god's power!"

"They all died, all turned to ash under the light, hahaha!"

As he spoke, he became hysterical, seemingly driven mad by fear.

Listening to his account, Mystique was filled with shock.

"Light?"

"What kind of light has such power?"

"All dead?!"

At this moment, she was filled with confusion, not understanding what kind of light the soldier was talking about that had such terrifying power.

Just as she was about to ask for more details, an alarm sounded within the experimental base, indicating an intruder.

Mystique frowned, knowing she couldn't continue.

With a snap, she dealt with the soldier named Jairo.

At this moment, the 23rd base was in chaos, with soldiers searching for the intruder.

Experienced in infiltration and escape, Mystique easily transformed into someone else and slipped out of the base.

By the time the base personnel realized, it was too late.

After escaping the experimental base, Raven took a deep look at the distant base.

She had intended to stay at the base to gather more information about the mutant boy, such as his parents' identities, hoping to find something useful, but...

"Not this time, maybe next time."

Raven shook her head and left with curiosity about the mutant boy.

As she left the base, the prisoners inside were also talking.

"Someone sneaked in?"

"The base is really going downhill, huh..."

One prisoner sneered.

To be honest, someone sneaking into the experimental base wasn't the most shocking thing

to them.

The most shocking thing was what they had heard not long ago.

Those who went to capture Number Thirty-Seven, including Number One and Number Five, were all dead!

This news was as shocking as experiencing a magnitude nine earthquake!

Those were Number Five with self-healing abilities and Number One with pulse interference

and other powers!

Previously, they had been gloating and pitying.

Some even bet on whether Number Thirty-Seven would be brought back with broken limbs or dead, not one thinking he would escape!

But now...

They heard that Number One and Number Five were all killed by Number Thirty-Seven?

Every prisoner was stunned.

"I suspect I heard wrong!"

"How did he do it?"

"Could it be that Number Thirty-Seven can really escape the base's capture?!"

...

Time passed, and after half an hour...

Raven, holding the recording pen, prepared to return to the Brotherhood of Mutants.

However, to her surprise, she encountered three interesting individuals on the way.

Hiding in a concealed corner, Raven quietly observed the three not far away.

One man and two women, all wearing black battle suits with an X emblem.

One of the women had white hair and blue eyes, with slightly dark skin, unmistakably Storm.

The other had red hair, with a uniquely charming appearance, Phoenix Jean.

As for the man, he wore black glasses, clearly Cyclops Scott.

"Ororo, Jean, Scott?" Raven was surprised.

Suddenly, Jean, walking on the street, stopped.

"Jean, what's wrong?" Cyclops Scott turned to ask.

Phoenix gestured for him to stay quiet and then looked to the right.

"I sensed you." Jean said.

Raven frowned, knowing Jean wasn't bluffing.

She slowly walked out.

"Mystique?"

Scott and Ororo were surprised, then became alert.

Though Mystique was also a mutant, she was a member of the Brotherhood of Mutants, and

their relationship wasn't good.

"What are you doing here?" Scott asked warily.

"What are you doing here?" Mystique retorted.

Without waiting for their answer, Raven quickly guessed the reason and smiled.

"You're also here for that mutant kid, aren't you?"

"To save him?" she laughed.

Scott frowned. Seeing their expressions, Raven chuckled and said, "Then you're a step too late."

What?

Scott's face changed, sensing something wrong.

That kid, could he... Knowing what they were thinking, Raven raised an eyebrow and said, "He's fine; in fact, he's

exceeded your expectations."

Knowing it was futile to escape easily with Jean's mental powers around, Raven candidly

explained.

(End of Chapter)