Starting as a Class Five Mutant

Chapter 69:



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Jean and Margaret, along with the other D'Bari, all stared at the television.

On the screen, a middle-aged female news anchor was passionately accusing the government of deceiving them and covering up a failure.

"According to reliable sources, the government sent over a hundred soldiers, each armed with heavy weapons, including numerous rocket launchers. However..."

"Our findings indicate that this operation was a complete failure!"

"Over a hundred soldiers couldn't defeat a single mutant child. We have reason to suspect that the department in charge is either incompetent or didn't take this seriously!"

Viewers everywhere were shocked.

A hundred soldiers armed with heavy weapons couldn't take down one mutant? They were both shocked and skeptical, questioning the credibility of this report. Anyone with a bit of rationality found it hard to believe such an outrageous rumor. So many soldiers with heavy weaponry failed, and they expect us to believe it?

Who would believe that? Most people didn't think a mutant kid could pull off such a feat. He wasn't Superman, after all. How could he take down so many people?

Some even speculated that the government staged the whole thing.

On Irina's live broadcast website, a flood of questioning comments appeared.

"Irina, what's going on? You said the government was making more preparations, but the operation failed?"

"Is this true? Tell us!"

"Come out and explain!"

Faced with these questions, Irina was at her wit's end, unsure how to handle the situation. Fortunately, her boss issued an order, and she immediately released a statement.

"The government will launch a new operation in the next day or two. Please trust that the mutant boy will not escape."

A day or two?

Seeing her message, the viewers calmed down a bit, choosing to wait and see.

In the luxurious living room, Margaret listened to the news anchor, her face showing surprise.

"Are there mutants this powerful among you?"

The other D'Bari nodded in agreement, equally astonished.

An alien species managing such a feat?

Even they wouldn't necessarily survive such an assault without danger to their lives.

So how did a mutant manage it?

Jean, watching the news, said, "I know him."

All eyes turned to her.

Jean explained, "He's very powerful and has great potential. We, the X-Men, were looking for him, hoping to recruit him."

Margaret smiled and said, "We shouldn't believe just one side of the story. The mutant boy you speak of might not have done all this."

"Jean, you don't need to worry about him. Compared to him, you are the strongest and most unique."

"I've always said you're exceptionally gifted, Jean."

"They can't compare to you," Margaret smiled.

The D'Bari around them echoed her words in agreement.

"Margaret is right. You are the most special one."

...

While Margaret and Jean were talking, Wolverine, Chris, and the others arrived at the X- Mansion, hoping to enlist Professor X's help for Syd.

"Logan, why are you back?" Storm asked, surprised, at the academy's entrance.

She glanced at Chris and the others, a hint of caution in her eyes.

"I..." Logan quickly explained why they had come.

To their surprise, after hearing Logan's explanation, Storm shook her head and said, "We're looking for that kid too, but we haven't found him yet. He's hard to track."

She paused, sighing, "And right now, we're also dealing with Jean's issues. We're a bit overwhelmed."

Hearing that Jean was in trouble, Wolverine was taken aback and quickly asked, "Jean? What's wrong with Jean?"

"We suspect she has developed a second personality, a very violent one," Storm explained, recounting the events and Jean's disappearance.

As Storm explained, Logan and the others exchanged worried glances.

In the end, they decided to stay at the X-Mansion to see if they could help.

While Wolverine and the others were busy, cheers echoed from a heavily guarded research

facility.

"Dr. Bolivar, we've succeeded!"

"Ha ha..."

A dozen researchers in white coats were excitedly standing before a robot.

It was tall and slender, entirely black, with skin composed of small scales, resembling fish scales, giving it a dark and frightening appearance.

Next to the short-statured Dr. Bolivar, the base commander of Base 23, Alessandro, marveled

at the masterpiece before him.

He asked in awe, "Dr. Bolivar, did it really succeed?"

"What abilities does it have? How did you develop it?"

The dwarf-like Dr. Bolivar turned to him and explained with a smile, "It's thanks to the

mutant Mystique from the Brotherhood."

"We studied and cracked her shape-shifting gene and enhanced it, integrating it into the

Sentinel robot."

"Now it can not only shape-shift at will but also copy mutant abilities."

"Copied abilities are uploaded to a database for all Sentinel robots to use. Against different

mutants, it will use the countering ability."

Finally, Dr. Bolivar smiled with a hint of pride, "To any mutant, it's their nemesis!"

Hearing this, Alessandro was shocked.

So unique?

These Sentinel robots were monsters!

Imagining the scenes in his mind, Alessandro felt a chill down his spine.

How could mutants win against these Sentinels?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Even powerful mutants might manage to defeat a few Sentinels, but what about a group of

them?

Sentinel robots could be mass-produced quickly, with a constant supply.

Mutants, on the other hand, not only needed the X-gene to awaken but also needed time to

master their abilities.

At that moment, Alessandro seemed to see the future extinction of mutants. Suddenly, he smiled and asked, "Dr. Bolivar, what do you think of mutants?" "Do you hate them? Otherwise, why develop Sentinel robots?"

Dr. Bolivar, while observing the Sentinel, said, "No, on the contrary, I admire them."

"I believe mutants are our saviors, capable of uniting humanity against a common enemy."

He paused and then said solemnly, "And our first common enemy is that teenage mutant."

"His existence threatens public safety and must be eliminated!"

Hearing this, Alessandro smiled in agreement.

It seemed the boy's death was inevitable. Facing a group of Sentinels that could copy

abilities, he stood no chance.

(End of this chapter)