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Chapter 117 Everything Will Be Fine
"Logan, I feel it."

"Does your head feel better?" Logan laughed, but he suddenly stopped laughing.

Logan's keen sense of smell as a beast detected the stench of excrement on old Charles' body.

"Did you feel this?!"

"Sorry Logan..." said old man Charles apologetically.

"..."

Logan endured the stench and changed old Charles' diaper and cleaned his butt.

He had changed Charles's diapers before, but this time the smell was so terrible that he felt he could smell Charles's shit from five kilometers away.

"Okay, I need to bury this thing quickly."

"Thank you, Logan."

"..."

Logan worked hard to dig a hole in the corner of the factory and threw the things in. Coincidentally, Caliban also came back.

"What are you...digging a hole for?"

Caliban looked at Logan with confusion at first, then fear, and then relief.

"Perhaps this is... a better approach for everyone," Caliban said.

"What are you thinking about?" Logan looked at Caliban.

"What should I do?" He read something wrong in Caliban's tone.

"Didn't you give him medicine? We're dealing with it now..."

"Damn it, if you keep talking nonsense I'll bury you here too." Logan threw down the shovel and grabbed Caliban's collar with both hands.

"I, I, I, isn't it?!"

"There is no such thing."

Logan puts Caliban down.

"Charles took a powerful drug and then pooped something really smelly. It has to be buried deep down."

"I feel like the special medicine is working. Let's observe him for a while." Logan said to Caliban.

"Where did you get the special medicine?" Caliban asked cautiously.

"are friends."

"A very mysterious friend, eh?" said Caliban.

"Correct."

"Did you see anything in the car?" Logan asked.

"You mean those cigars and red wine in the back row?"

"It was also given by a friend." Logan said.

"I thought you were going to change your career," said Caliban.

"Is it really okay?"

"What's your problem?"

"Don't think of any problems." Caliban said to Logan.

They had all experienced being imprisoned and studied to work for others, and they really didn't want to experience the nightmare of mutants again.

"I'll go see him." Caliban walked towards the tank.

"Then I'll prepare dinner." Logan said.

"Let me do it. The food you cook is just edible." Caliban stood at the entrance of the water tank and took a look inside, then returned to the house to prepare a simple dinner.

Cream stew, pasta, and mashed potatoes with black pepper sauce. Logan's job as a luxury car driver doesn't mean he has to pay in installments on meals, but it's not a good meal either.

After the two finished eating in the house, they put dinner into the water tank for old Charles to eat separately.

"Charles, it's time for dinner."

Logan put the dinner tray on the table and pushed the old professor over to sit down.

"Logan, I remember everything..." Charles looked very depressed. "Remember now? Well, the special medicine is effective." Logan replied calmly.

"Logan, do you plan to live like this forever?" Charles asked Logan.

"So, do you have any good suggestions?" Logan looked at Charles.

"If it's not good, don't talk about it."

"Leave the country," Charles said.

"That's good advice, but you can't get out," Logan said to Charles.

"Leave me alone."

"I don't have many years left to live, and you...maybe you'll live another century."

"You should find a place for yourself to retire," said Charles.

"...If I were to abandon you, I would have done it from the beginning. But, I didn't."

"Don't let my efforts go to waste, okay?"

Logan raised his middle finger at Charles.

"everything will get better."

"Not only will we cure your illness, but we will also uncover the guys who have been secretly attacking us all these years!"

The abilities of these mutants were constantly weakening, something Logan and Caliban could sense. If it weren't for the inexplicable problems with their abilities, Charles wouldn't have developed Alzheimer's and gone berserk. The disappearance of the new mutants was also the same as their weakening abilities.

"We'll see."

Charles finished his dinner, and Logan cleaned up for him and put him to bed.

Charles, who took the special medicine, was observed for seventy-two hours, and Logan himself was silently feeling the changes in his body.

His body was battling inflammation every day, and Logan felt an inexplicable fatigue. After taking the medicine, the fatigue disappeared, and Logan felt like he had been reborn.

Logan's plan for the future is a plan for death.

He plans to buy a yacht and take Charles, who suffers from Alzheimer's disease, out to sea. When Charles reaches the age of maturity, he will donate the adamantium bullets in his cigar box to his brain.

The bodies were sunk into the sea, so if anyone was interested in their remains, it would be very difficult to find them.

"you've changed."

After the sun went down, Caliban no longer had to take the trouble to cover himself up at night.

"It's because I made new friends." Logan said to Caliban.

"Am I your friend?" asked Caliban.

"……,Calculate."

"No, you hesitated."

"You have always treated me as a nanny you paid for!" said Caliban.

"We're friends. Otherwise I wouldn't have thought of asking you to take care of Charles."

"..." Caliban exhaled and chose to accept that he was the friend that Logan despised the most. If all his previous friends had died or been offended by Logan, he would not have thought of him.

Mutants are outliers among humans. Mutants either live alone or in groups.

Living with the famous Logan is fine except that he is not respected by Wolverine.

Logan works outside every day to earn money to support the three of them. Caliban, due to health reasons, can only cook, clean, and take care of the paralyzed Charles at home. Although the division of labor is different, they all contribute to their small group. Caliban believes that Logan should not underestimate him.

“Zha—+!!”

The three alloy claws on his right hand popped out from the bone gaps smoothly, just as smoothly as before.

"Charles, can you sense my thoughts?"

[Logan, I feel it, do you want to chat with me before bed? ]

"Charles, have you noticed that something has invaded my head?" Logan wanted to see if Charles could detect the chat group he joined.

“No, I only saw what you saw and thought.” Charles replied.

"Aren't there other psychics trying to seduce me?" Logan asked his doubts before going to bed.

(End of this chapter)